The Prophet's wife was wid us, an' another passenger tould me that Con here had been suspected of murdherin' me.

I got unwell in Liverpool, but I sent Toddy on before me to make their minds aisy.

As we wor talkin' over these matthers, I happened to mention to the woman what I had seen the night the carman was murdhered, and I wondhered at the way she looked on hearin' it.

She went on, but afther a time came back to Liverpool for me, an' took the typhus on her way home, but thank God, we were all in time to clear the innocent and punish the guilty; ay, an' reward the good, too, eh, Toddy ?'" "I'll give Mave away," replied Toddy, "if there wasn't another man in Europe; an' when I'm puttin' your hand into Con's, Mave, it won't be an empty one.

Ay, an' if your friend Sarah, the wild girl, had lived--but it can't be helped--death takes the young as well as the ould; and may God prepare us all to meet Him!" Young Richard Henderson's anticipations were, unfortunately, too true.
On leaving Mr.Travers' office, he returned home, took his bed, and; in the course of one short week, had paid, by a kind of judicial punishment, the fatal penalty of his contemplated profligacy.