Chapter XCI.

Accidenti Alle Spie.

I WAS soon at the portal of the Supreme Court, a free man. I thought the

people would have smothered me in their demonstrations of joy. Requesting

silence, I stretched forth my right hand towards heaven, and with the

earnestness of a Christian did pray as follows:--I hereby transcribe the

prayer as written in pencil on paper whilst in gaol in the lower cell,

No. 33.

"LORD GOD OF ISRAEL, our Father in Heaven! we acknowledge our

transgressions since we came into this our adopted land. Intemperance,

greediness, the pampering of many bad passions, have provoked Thee against

us; yet, Oh, Lord our God, if in thy justice, Thou are called upon to

chastise us, in Thy mercy save this land of Victoria from the curse of the

'spy system.'"

Timothy Hayes answered, "Amen," and so did all the people, present, and so

will my good reader answer, Amen.

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