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I
leave
that
to
my
brave
rescuer
,
Zeb
Stump
;
who
,
I
hope
,
will
soon
return
to
give
an
account
of
it
--
with
much
besides
that
is
yet
mysterious
to
me
,
as
to
yourselves
.
"
All
I
can
remember
since
then
is
a
series
of
incongruous
dreams
--
painful
phantasmagoria
--
mingled
with
pleasant
visions
--
ah
!
some
that
were
celestial
--
until
the
day
before
yesterday
,
when
I
awoke
to
find
myself
the
inmate
of
a
prison
--
with
a
charge
of
murder
hanging
over
my
head
!
"
Gentlemen
of
the
jury
!
I
have
done
.
"
*
*
*
"
Si
non
vero
e
ben
trovato
,
"
is
the
reflection
of
judge
,
jury
,
and
spectators
,
as
the
prisoner
completes
his
recital
.
They
may
not
express
it
in
such
well-turned
phrase
;
but
they
feel
it
--
one
and
all
of
them
.
And
not
a
few
believe
in
the
truth
,
and
reject
the
thought
of
contrivance
.
The
tale
is
too
simple
--
too
circumstantial
--
to
have
been
contrived
,
and
by
a
man
whose
brain
is
but
just
recovered
from
the
confusion
of
fevered
fancies
.
It
is
altogether
improbable
he
should
have
concocted
such
a
story
.
So
think
the
majority
of
those
to
whom
it
has
been
told
.
His
confession
--
irregular
as
it
may
have
been
--
has
done
more
for
his
defence
than
the
most
eloquent
speech
his
counsel
could
have
delivered
.
Still
it
is
but
his
own
tale
;
and
other
testimony
will
be
required
to
clear
him
.
