Now this was precisely what I did not wish to have him do. A trial
of this case, even if Henry should come off scott free, would be
certain to revive the whole of the old Scheimer story, which had
nearly died away, and which I had no desire to have brought before
the public again in any way whatever. The bail bond I was willing,
eager even to forfeit, if that would end the matter. But Henry was
sure they couldn't touch him, and he meant to have the three hundred
dollars returned to me.
Seeing how sensitive the boy was on the subject, and how bent he was
on proving his innocence, I thought it best to draw him away from
the immediate locality, and so, in the course of a week, I persuaded
him to go to New York with me, and we afterward went to Maine for a
few weeks to sell my medicines. This Maine trip was a most lucrative
one, which was very fortunate, for the money I made there, to the
amount of several hundred dollars, was shortly needed for purposes
which I did not anticipate when I put the money by.
We returned to New York, and I supposed that Henry had given up all
idea of attempting to "prove his innocence;" indeed we had no
conversation about the kidnapping affair for several weeks. But he
slipped away from me. One day I came back to the hotel, and,
inquiring for him, was told at the office he had left word for me
that he had gone to Belvidere. A letter from him a day or two
afterward confirmed this, to me, unhappy intelligence. The time was
near at hand for his trial, and he had gone and given himself up to
the authorities.
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