He read it over, and then looked at me.

I asked him to tell me what was in it.

Said he, "They are going to give you hell." "Why ?" said I.
He said, "This is a note to have you whipped, and says that you have a dollar to pay for it." He handed me back the note, and off I started.

I knew not what to do, but was determined not to be whipped.

I went up to the jail--took a look at it, and walked off again.