give me a decent breakfast. He answered me thus: "That has got to
answer. Can't treat you different from other prisoners." With the
exception of the coffee, I set the breakfast aside.

In the meantime, quite a crowd had collected outside the jail, and
Meany was inciting them to mob violence by his vindictive expressions
against me. I kept perfectly quiet and said nothing to Meany nor his
deputies. Suspecting the duplicity of Meany, I despatched a courier
for my brother George, who was living some fifteen miles north of
Merced. My brother arrived in town about noon, and immediately came to
me. He was searched by Meany and then admitted into the lock-up. He
had hardly shaken hands with me when he heard Meany say something, and
turning to me, remarked: "I hear Meany talking, and I think it unsafe
to be in here, as I am in their power while shut up in here." He
immediately asked to be let out, and his request was acceded to. In
the course of the day a fellow named Packard, a shoulder-hitter of
Meany's, came skulking around the jail and, picking up a gun,
attempted to get an opportunity to shoot me through the bars of the
lock-up. I perceived his intention in time to hug the wall directly
under the bars, thereby preventing him from assassinating me. The
deputy sheriff told him to put the gun down; that he had no right to
pick it up. After loitering around a few minutes longer, Meany came
up, and then this Packard commenced to annoy me with insulting
remarks; and although Meany was there and heard him, he said nothing
to him. He left shortly after, indulging in the remarks mentioned
above, and I afterwards learned that he returned and tried to shoot me
through the bars of the jail with a pistol. I knew that my danger was
great, and my only hope was in my friends protecting me, not the
Sheriff, for he had expressed himself in such a free manner in my
hearing, although he did not know that I was listening, that I knew
there was no protection to hope for from that source. Knowing this, I
did not beseech him to save me; I merely asked him, when I gave myself
into his custody, to take me before a justice of the peace; I would
waive an examination and go to Modesto. It was eight o'clock in the
morning when I delivered myself up to Meany.

The cars would leave for Modesto at 1 P. M. There were, therefore,
five hours in which to allow me to do that which would take but ten
minutes, to wit--take me before a justice of the peace, and