He drove me on to ruin.

And now, because it suited his purpose to turn honest, and act faithful domestic to my wife for twenty years, he is mourned for as an exemplary character, and I go to the gallows.

He was a meaner villain than ever I was." "George," I asked, "have you any message for your wife ?" "Only this," he said; "tell her I always liked her pretty face, and I'm sorry I brought disgrace upon her.

Through all my rascalities, old Jeff, I swear to you that I respected and liked her to the last.

I tried to see her last year, only to tell her that she needn't be afraid of me, and should treat me as a dead man; but she and her blessed pig-headed lover, Tom Troubridge, made such knife and pistol work of it, that I never got the chance of saying the word I wanted.