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to the public road, and never did a fox double the hounds in better style.
He then made for Annan, and getting on a mile or two on the Carlisle road, he went into a belt of planting. Watching an opportunity, he dived into a hay-stack, and lay there till next day at two o'clock in the afternoon, when he heard a woman ask a boy if "that lad was taken who had broke out of Dumfries jail," the boy answered, "No; but the jailor died last night." On hearing this, Haggart lay insensible for a good while. He left the stack, and seeing a scare-crow in a field, he took some of the old clothes, and put them on to disguise himself. On Wednesday night he slept in a hay-loft; in the morning two men were feeding their horses, and he overheard them speaking about him; he started for Carlisle, which he reached that evening, hearing that a search had been making for him there, he left the next day for Newcastle, where he stopped for some days along with one Fleming, and picked £22 in tho market from a man; hero ho passed close to Richardson, who was in quest of him but was not noticed. He left Newcastle for Scotland, got upon the Berwick coach, then took a ticket for Edinburgh, but went only to Dunbar. Next morning set off for Edinburgh, where he met with a gentleman, and took the same lodgings with him in the Lord Duncan Tavern, Cannongate. After separating from the gentleman, he stopt at Jock's Lodge with a friend; while hero he visited his father and some acquaintances, disguised in women's clothes. One night, dressed in his own clothes, taking a walk from Portobello to Leith, he met Capt. Ross of the Leith police; their eyes met, and both stood motionless, till Haggart feigned to pull a pistol from his breast. Ross knowing
