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"He used to talk to entlest way I ever heard He told me that if a convict would only turn to God the most wretched prison ever built would be full of joy He said, and I believed him, that he didn't care much whether he was out or in jail, that God was there by his side and that he was happy Lord, Lord, how he did plead with me! His eyes would fill chock full and his voice would shake as he begged and beggedlied to the Governor and everybody else, soht Then what do you reckon? I heard hihty-four--that was all he knew ht for a month I would stick e, strange ot so that ouldhold of hi him that I loved him

"Now, on the first of everya letter to the Governor, and the tiot the paper and pen and ink fro tale, but so of Seventy-two and his prayers I re I had changed Then, I don't kno it happened, but it was as though some voice had spoken inside of me and told me not to write to the Governor about myself, but about Seventy-tho really was innocent So I started out, and with the tears pouring downthe paper I told the Governor about the prayers of Seventy-two, and how good he was, and begged hiive him a pardon, as I knew positively that he was innocent Then a queer thing took place I couldn't begin to explain it, but in trying to think of some way to convince the Governor of the fellow's innocence I came out with this: I said, 'Governor, I a he is innocent I have written you a thousand lies I a you the truth this tie I don't ask release for myself, but I want justice done to Seventy-two No purer or better man ever lived'