The policeman
took me before a justice who sent me to the Tombs. On my arrival
there I managed to pick up a lawyer, or rather one of the sharks of
the place picked me up, and said that for twenty-five dollars he
would get me clear in three or four hours. I gave him the money, and
from that day till now, I have never set eyes upon him. I lay in a
cell all night, and next morning Elizabeth's brother, to whom the
sister in New York had sent word that I was caged, came over from
Newark to see me. He said he felt sorry for me, but that he was
"bound to put me through." He then asked me if I would go over to
Newark without a requisition from the Governor of New Jersey, and I
told him I would not; whereupon he went away without saying another
word, and I waited all day to hear from the lawyer to whom I had
given twenty-five dollars, but he did not come.
So next day when the brother came over and asked me the same
question, I said I would go; wherein I was a fool; for I ought to
have reflected that he had had twenty-four hours in which to get a
requisition, and that he might in fact have made application for one
already, without getting it, and every delay favored my chances of
getting out. But I had no one to advise me, and so I went quietly
with him and an officer to the ferry, where we crossed and went by
cars to Newark. I was at once taken before a justice, who, after a
hearing of the case, bound me over, under bonds of only one thousand
dollars, to take my trial for bigamy.
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