Or to send you below for a week or ten days,
To recline on a mat and hatch future forays.
“But since neither the gloom of the prison, nor fine,
Seems to work a reform in that bosom of thine,
I will try a new method—throw justice one side,
And appeal to your manhood, your honor, and pride;
It is said kindness conquers where knuckles will fail,
And a pardon may faster reform than the jail;
Since the stock-raiser advocates crossing the breed,
And the farmer finds profit by changing the seed,