One particularly vile expletive was fashionable during my imprisonment; it seasoned every phrase, and preceded every adjective.
Its constant iteration was sickening, until long experience made me callous.

How thankful I should be to Judge North for trying to purify me in that mud-bath of rascality.

I can never forget the debt of gratitude--and I never will! Among the prisoners I noticed one of robust physique and martial bearing.

Seldom had I seen so fine a figure.

Within six months I saw that man reduced almost to a skeleton by solitary confinement, wearily trailing one limb after the other, and looking out despairingly from cavernous, moribund eyes.