We were taken and condemned.

First, I was put into the stocks, hands and feet, till I was fit for the pillory; from the pillory to the wooden horse." Here he laughed, and the laugh was soft and womanlike.

"Then the whipping-post, when I was made pulp from my neck to my loins.

After that I was to hang.
I was the only one they cooked so; the rest were to hang raw.

I did not hang; I broke prison and ran.