While <​going to jail​> some <​of the mob​> tauntingly upbraided him for not calling a legion of angels to release him and to destroy his enemies; others asked him to prophesy when, and what manner of death awaited him, they themselves professing to know all about it.

<​​> came from Macedonia to the Jail to see <​his nephews​> the prisoners <​Joseph and ​>; the road was thronged with mobbers; and three of them snapped their guns at him, and he was threatened by many others who recognized him; the guard <​at the Jail​> refused him admittance. Joseph saw him through the <​prison​> window, and said to the guard, “let the come in, he is my uncle.” The guard replied they did not care who the hell he was uncle to, he should not go in. Joseph replied, “you will not hinder a so old and infirm a man as he is from coming in”; and then said, “come in, uncle”; on which, after searching him closely, they <​the guard​> let him pass into the jail, where he remained about an hour. He asked Joseph if he thought he should

<​’s Journal​> [p. 40]