rah, I was in fact amenable to
the law, and liable to arrest and punishment. All this never occurred to
me. I saw one or two of the gang who were at Scheimer's about the hotel,
but they did not offer to molest me, and I paid no particular attention
to them. I did not know then that they were spies and were watching my
movements. At nine o'clock I went to bed. At midnight, or thereabouts,
I was roughly awakened and told to get up. Without waiting for me,
to comply, five men who had entered my room pulled me out of bed, and
almost before I could huddle on my clothes I was handcuffed. Then one of
them, who said he was a constable from Easton, showed a warrant for my
arrest. What the arrest was for I was not informed. I was taken down
stairs, put into a wagon, the men followed, and the horses started in
the direction of Easton. By Scheimer's on the way, and I could see a
light in Sarah's window. I remembered how in, all the Bedlam in
the house that morning she still cried out: "I will go with him." I
remembered how, only a few months before, she had been brutally flogged
in that very chamber, to "get the devil out of her." I remembered, too,
the many happy, happy hours we had passed together. And here was I,
handcuffed and dragged in a wagon, I knew not whither.

This for thoughts--in the way of action, was all the while trying to
get my handcuffs off, and at last I succeeded in getting one hand free.
Waiting my opportunity till we came to a piece of woods, I suddenly
jumped up and sprang from the wagon. It was a very dark night, and in
running into the woods I struck against a tree with such force as
to knock me down and nearly stun me. Two of the men were on me in an
instant. After a brief struggle I managed to get away and ran again. I
should have escaped, only a high rail fence brought me to a sudden stop,
and I was too exhausted to climb over it. My pursuers who were hard at
my heels the whole while now laid hold of me. In the subsequent struggle
I got out my pocket knife, and stabbed one of them, cutting his arm
badly. Then they overpowered me. They dragged me to the roadside,
brought a rope out of the wagon, bound my arms and legs, and so at last
carried me to Easton.

It was nearly daylight when I was thrust into jail. There were no cells,
only large rooms for a dozen or more men, and I was put, into one of
these with several prisoners who were awaiting trial, or who had been
tried and were there till they could be