in a few days, which was satisfactory to them, and
they let him have the goods. But the paper did
not come. One of the firm went to New York and
there found some of the goods in an Auction store,
and a part of them sold. He got out a writ and
arrested Frank. His father was sent for, and
settled this matter satisfactorily. I thought
I would go up to New Hartford and see Capt. Merrills
about Frank’s affairs—he told me
all about them, and said he had been looking over Frank’s
business very thoroughly, and found that a large amount
was owing him and that Frank had shown him on his
book invoices of a large amount of goods that he had
shipped to South America, besides several large accounts
and notes—one of eight thousand dollars.
He told me that he thought after paying me and others
whom he owed, there would be as much as twenty thousand
dollars left. This was very satisfactory to me,
though I knew nothing about the cotton cloth speculation
at that time. If I had, it would have saved me
a great deal of trouble. This was in February,
1844. There was a note of his lying over, unpaid,
in the Exchange Bank in Hartford, of two thousand
dollars. I had moved a few weeks before this
to New Haven. In the latter part of February,
I went down to New York to see if he could let me
have the two thousand to take up the note; he said
he could in a day or two. I told him I would stay
till Saturday. On that day he was not able to
pay me, but would certainly get it Monday, and urged
me to stay over, which I did. He took me into
a large establishment with him, and, as I have since
had reason to believe, talked with parties who were
interested with him, about consigning to them a large
quantity of tallow, beeswax and wool which he owned
in the West. He told me that he had some trouble
with his business, and that all he wanted was a little
help; he said he had a great deal of property in New
York State, and that if he could raise some money,
he could make a very profitable speculation on a lot
of wool which he knew about. He told me that
if I would give him my notes and acceptances to a certain
amount, he would secure me with the obligations of
Henry Martin, one of the best farmers there was in
Dutchess county. He also gave the names of several
merchants in New York who were acquainted with the
rich farmers. I called on them and all spoke
very highly of him. I thought, there could be
no great risk in doing it, for my confidence in Frank
was very great. I thought, of course, this would
insure my claim of eighteen thousand dollars, but
it eventually proved to be a deep-laid plot to swindle
me. Frank had no notes or accounts that were of
any value; they were all bogus and got up to deceive
his poor old father and others. He had no property
shipped to South America. It was all found out,
when too late, that he had ruined himself by gambling
and bad company, often losing a thousand dollars in
one night. He was arrested, taken before the
Grand Jury of New York, committed to jail for swindling,