That evening I was released, and informed by the Doctor that my name should go on the “Black List,” for the space of one week. The “black list” was a list of the names of those who, for misdemeanor, were denied passes for a certain time. And on this roll was the noble name of JOHN SMITH, to be placed for seven days! I thought the Doctor would relent by Monday morning, so I called on him at his office and said: “Doctor, I should be most happy to visit the city to-day, and if you will have the kindness to favor me with——” “No, no, Smith,” he interrupted, in a decided tone; “You can have no pass to-day.” “But——” “No use talking: you can have no pass to-day.” I saw that he “meant it;” so I turned away for the time, and called again the next morning. “Doctor,” said I, with a beaming smile, “there is a friend of mine in the city, whom I would like to see, and if——” “You can have no pass to-day, Smith,” he interrupted: “nor till your week is up. We have discovered how you cut the partition-wall when you were in the cellar. What did you do that for?” “To get out,” I replied. “If I had known it,” said he, with some severity, “I would have kept you in three days longer!” “Then I am glad you didn’t know it,” said I. “At least,” he rejoined, “you can have no pass till your week is up. That will be on Saturday.” I gave it up for that morning, but promptly returned and renewed my importunities on Wednesday morning. I was refused, as before, and peremptorily ordered not to solicit a pass again till Saturday. In accordance (?) with this order, I promptly returned on Thursday morning, and most earnestly requested the favor of a pass, stating that it was indispensable that I should visit the city that day. The Doctor refused again, and threatened to put me in the cellar again for three days, and place my name on the “Black List” for two weeks, if I should “bore” him for a pass again, sooner than Saturday. Therefore, I concluded to go to the city anyhow. So I slipped out the back way, threw my crutches over the fence, climbed over after them, and, without being observed by the guard, made my way to the street-car that stood awaiting its starting-time, and got aboard of it: thus I clandestinely went into the city.