Mrs.Stacpoole is a clever amateur in photography.

"Why not photograph this 'hale and hearty woman of fifty,' with her son of fifty-three ?" Mrs.Stacpoole clapped her hands at the idea, and went off at once to prepare her apparatus.
While she was gone the sergeant gave me an account of the trial, which Mr.Redmond, M.P., witnessed.

He was painfully explicit.

"Mr.Redmond knew the woman was sober," he said; "she was lifted up on the table at Mr.Redmond's express request, because she was so small and old, and spoke in such a low voice that he could not hear what she said.

Connell had always been a decent, industrious fellow--a fisherman.