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CHAPTER XXIV.

A PRISONER.

OME of the lawyers went away. A bed was improvised for me on the floor, and I believe Lockhart, or at least some one, kept watch over me during the night.

Judge Roseborough, who is now the chief Judge of the northern district of California, with his home still at Yreka, has seen fit to give to the world an account of my singular capture, imprisonment, and this Star Chamber proceeding, and I believe claims some merit for having saved my life.

No doubt the Judge, who is really, I think, a good man at heart, did save my life. But somehow, I cannot feel any great gratitude toward him for that, under the circumstances. At the best he only prevented a foul and cowardly murder. He might have done much more. He might have said some kind words, spoken some earnest advice, and given some direction to my unsettled and uncertain life.