The New York Tombs Inside and Out!: Scenes and Reminiscences Coming Down to the Present. A Story Stranger Than Fiction, with an Historic Account of America's Most Famous Prison.Munro, John Josiah
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The New York Tombs Inside and Out!: Scenes and Reminiscences Coming Down to the Present. A Story Stranger Than Fiction, with an Historic Account of America's Most Famous Prison.
Munro, John Josiah
Crime -- New York (State) -- New York; Halls of Justice (New York, N.Y.)
“The best preventives against crime are a well trained mind, industrious
habits and a good moral life. And the power of a good example and a pure
conversation is incalculable in leading young people into steady habits
and a noble life such as they should everywhere follow. Let New York
follow out the teaching of Solomon, and there is sure to be less crime
in the future than in the past: ‘Train up a child in the way he should
go, and when he is old he will not depart from it.’”
[Illustration:
The only Man on Record who is known to have Pardoned himself out of
Prison. He began life as a School Teacher, Clerk in a Law Office,
full fledged Lawyer and Treasurer of a Political organization in New
England, with whose funds he decamped. He has been in Prison a dozen
times under as many aliases, where he has spent twenty-five years.
When he pardoned himself out of prison he was in Nashville, Tenn.,
under the name of Henry B. Davis. He is now supposed to be dead.]
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CHAPTER VIII
LEAVES FROM THE HISTORY OF A CHECKERED CAREER
The Remarkable Confessions of One of the Brightest, Brainiest and
Smartest Crooks of His Day—How He Pardoned Himself Out of Prison.
“Naturally I shrink from publishing my sins to the world. I prefer
speaking of the shortcomings of others. Like most of the human family I
can see the mote in my brother’s eye, but am blind to the beam in my own
eye. That I am a son of Belial the journals of the country have not for
the past twenty-five years permitted me to forget. I am viewed as all
that is bad—as one whom it were folly to try to reform—as an
incorrigible, morally deformed. If I am not totally depraved, society is
not to be blamed. I rejoice that I am far better than society knows,
that I know God and His love for me, and that in my inner life abides a
faith that assures me I am but a wanderer from my Father’s house, to
which I shall some day return and be numbered among the ransomed.”
“Often have I looked heavenward and exclaimed: ‘Oh, God, I thank Thee
that Thou knowest me, and that Thou wilt never misjudge me. Thou knowest
why I wandered from the path of righteousness, and when I shall return
thereto. I pray for the grace that will enable me to return—that will so
fortify me that I may depart from evil and cleave unto Thee.’
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