I know it was after I was married; for I remember my wife and I sitting at our window upstairs one summer Sunday evening, and seeing Samuel Meynell's sister go by to church.

I can remember it as well as if it was yesterday.

She was dressed in a white gown and a green silk spencer.

Yes--and I didn't marry my first wife till 1814.

But as to telling you exactly when Miss Meynell left Aldersgate-street, I can't." These reminiscences of the past seemed to exercise rather a mollifying influence upon the old man's mind, commonplace as they were.