my favorite story ever

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i used to work in a jail that was turned into a museum. my job was to research the history of the jail and the inmates. i came across a great story that i wanted to share. There was a man in jail in the 1800s that was a debtor. at that time there was no court yard for outside excessive. only trusted inmates and people who did not do serious crimes were allowed outside. there were these white posts in the ground that told them the boundaries of the yard. this gentleman was outside for his exercise and he had a great plan. he had a son at home who was very sick and dying and wanted to go see him to say goodbye. he picked up the post out of the ground and carried it in front of him all the way home and back again later on that afternoon. When he returned he was forced to go up and see the judge. he told the judge. the rule is not to pass the white posts. i technically did not pass it. it was in front of me the whole time. There are no records of any punishment so i guess he got away with it.