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through in hiding them. When the Judge was passing the awful sentence, I turned dizzy, and gasped for breath. They say I looked careless, but they could not see within me. I did not know what had happened, or where I was—I thought ⟨of⟩ every thing in a minute—I thought of ⟨my⟩ father—I thought of my mother, ⟨who⟩ died of a broken heart—-I thought of ⟨escape⟩, and very near made a plunge ⟨over⟩ the heads of the crowd—then I could ⟨have⟩ cried out. When the sentence was over I gathered my thoughts, and my ⟨heart⟩ was as hard as ever; for I said, "Well the man that is born to be hanged, ⟨will⟩ not be drowned!” This was very wicked but I could not help it, for I had no command of my thoughts or words.
But these wild and wicked thoughts ⟨soon⟩ left me. Every body was very kind ⟨to⟩ me. How this happens, I cannot tell, ⟨for⟩ from my infancy my hand has been ⟨against⟩ every man, and I never saw a human being without trying to do them a harm. This kindness is an awful lesson to ⟨me⟩ now, but it has done my heart good, ⟨for⟩ it is the sorest punishment I have met ⟨with⟩ yet in this world. I have been visited ⟨by⟩ several clergymen. They have ⟨prayed⟩ much with me and for me. I told ⟨them⟩ I had no words to pray, but they ⟨taught⟩
