Besides what the widow
bad given me, I had made more than one thousand dollars in Maine,
and was comparatively well off.
Then came the joyful intelligence that Henry was released. His
mother had worked for him night and day. She bad drawn up a
petition, secured a large number of sterling signatures, had gone
with her counsel to see the Governor, had presented the petition and
all the facts in the case, and the Governor had granted a pardon.
Henry served only six months of the eighteen for which he was
sentenced, and very soon after I received word that he was free, he
came to me in Boston, stayed a few days, and then went home to his
mother in Unadilla.
With the release of my son, I considered the Scheimer account
closed, and I have never made any effort to see Sarah or our boy
since that time.
From Boston I went to Pittsford, Ontario County, N. Y., where I had
many friends, who knew nothing about any of my marriages or
misfortunes, my arrests or imprisonments. I went visiting merely,
and enjoyed myself so much that I stayed there nearly three months,
going about the country, and practicing a little among my friends. I
was never happier than I was during this time. I was free from
prisons, free from my wives, and free from care. As a matrimonial
monomaniac I now looked upon myself as cured.
Among the friends whom I visited in Ontario County, and with whom I
passed several pleasant weeks, were two cousins of mine whom I had
not seen for many years, since we were children in fact, but who
gave me a most cordial welcome, and made much of me while I was
there.
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