'In that corner of the churchyard,' said the old gentleman, after a silence of a few moments, 'in that corner of the churchyard of which I have before spoken, there lies buried a man who was in my employment for three years after this event, and who was truly contrite, penitent, and humbled, if ever man was.

No one save myself knew in that man's lifetime who he was, or whence he came--it was John Edmunds, the returned convict.'.