of 10 Miles. Here I sued out a writ of Habeas Corpus, but the Jud<​ge​> remanded to <​me​> to prison. At Monticello my chains were taken off and I was at liberty (!) in the midst of a strong guard to view the town. Here a lawyer agreed to take me and my through Court (as the Missourians say) for a horse. Saw my in the prison: said he was forced At the point of a bowie Knife to Make an affidavit against me, but he Knew I was innocent. I tried to be left withe him in Jail, but no, I was complled to go to Palmyra, where I arrived the next evening. The Sheriff thrust me into the dungeon without waiting to eat, warm or anything else. The next morning the blacksmith Came into the jail an<​d​> ironed me to <​the middle of​> a great chain that was fast to the floor— I Where I remained in the horrid gloom of a prison two weeks. From thence the deputy sheriff started with me chained upon the horse in this wise:— [p. [6]]