I MARRY A WIDOW-SIX WEEKS OF HAPPINESS-CONFIDING A SECRET AND THE
CONSEQUENCES-THE WIDOW'S BROTHER-SUDDEN FLIGHT FROM NEWARK-IN
HARTFORD, CONN.-MY WIFE'S SISTER BETRAYS ME-TRIAL FOR BIGAMY-
SENTENCED TO TEN YEARS IMPRISONMENT-I BECOME A "BOBBIN BOY"-A GOOD
FRIEND-GOVERNOR PRICE VISITS ME IN PRISON-HE PARDONS ME-TEN YEARS'
SENTENCE FULFILLED IN SEVEN MONTHS.





Why in the world did Captain Brown ever tempt me with the prospect
of a profitable patient in Newark? I had no thought of going to that
city, and no business there except to see if I could cure Captain
Brown's daughter. With my matrimonial monomania it was like putting
my hand into the fire to go to a fresh place, where I should see
fresh faces, and where fresh temptations would beset me. And when I
went to Newark, I went only as I supposed, to see a single patient;
but Captain Brown prevailed upon me to stay to take care of his
daughter, and assured me that he and his friends would secure me a
good practice. They did. In two months I was doing as well in my
profession as I had ever done in any place where I had located. I
might have attended strictly to my business, and in a few years have
acquired a handsome competence. But, as ill luck, which, strangely
enough, I then considered good luck, would have it, when I had been
in Newark some two months, I became acquainted with a buxom,
good-looking widow, Mrs. Elizabeth Roberts. I protest to-day that
she courted me-not I her. She was fair, fascinating, and had a
goodly share of property. I fell into the snare. She said she was
lonely; she sighed; she smiled, and I was lost.