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itik rmooictx'N msvnirw. A' HERO, AND A MARTYR. smul the deal, am! Jive in heed first, as if Llv.lo l-rlanjrd to lim kat fcal ia lie Jiina eouie up I or while, and I said tu Hi other caflaata Aj Herb, sirs, yell bonny dim. iVeneutly up ooisrt paaiiUng, mid baaahing and flinging bin emus; and doon g-en again with batth wend glowering. Jdairey on n( cries ae, 'the moon's druonlng.

llowevrr he noses up dong and spluttering. I waa ready fur Lim, sodjiut swam for Ltin and took Lien by tk am. bat will let ye act what a srnalea cauf I was I lull baa gun mid flung biu ae end of iny gallows, or my naepkin (U), and towed bins In but iiuteej of that, be gat baud mw and grippit me tight to bia breest, ami look me doon with him. Noo, tell air tie a aoutner I laid Ym." Wbat waa our lives worth, the pair? him twauty atane mon, and me a InJJy Not much, indeed, unless yon could slip sway from him." Ay, but I could na he buggit me til him. Aweel, sirr, if be was wild I deerate.

I flang my heed back and gat my knees up to bis breast, aud after my Dees my feet, and I gied tbeawfuest spang with my feet against bit breast, and I got dear, but tbeskin my forefinger, that I lift In bia Loud. I raised to tbs surface aud called to tbe boys to mak chain. I was sfcarnl to dive for Lim. But by Gudei malrcy be came up yance mair, just to take leave Scoctland. I got abint him and gave him a sair crack on the heed, drove biu form, followed him up witpuib, aud then thq lada took band aud won to Lim, aud pulled him to tbe deal, snd I aooued ashore, and I liadua been there a minute when I swooned riebt way." How waa that I asked.

"I think it was partly tbe pain, but maistly faintheartedness at sight o-my fin-gerstreuming wibluid, and theskin away. When I came to mysel the baker had pnt on bis does and gaed aw a. What, without a word to bis preserver? Ay. Didn't Le give yon anything Deil a bawbee. But there was two gentlemen saw the affair, and gied me fifteen shellin I went Lame sucking my sair finger and my mither gied me an liidiDg for spoiling my clothes.

She 00k me by tbe lug (11), and made me cry muroder. Fine sympathetic creatures the women these parts, said I. 1 Circuinfi rena acritcr ocittrsM, aa my friend Livybath it, aud withering a female right aud loft, as playful men shoot partridges. Unfortunately, neither of them oDserved I had withered her the heros narative and my bosulisk glances jrere alike unheeded. ip.

t.rr buUuiil lhMuur of th' Chunk. AU III iy tx 4 yearn, aud, fur the An lliu. 1 luliiMaeJ myseif directly tt. (Id, ily pour woman, aubudy ran omwd a uiulhcr tLt tu hud a' chilli, that I brjucd Ucr 4 Bixil bet, tMl is apart of your Inaildc tbaA arc kf wlthuut help, and pedtafia bard ut fe it aipeiuM, 1 ran I I ana a um I Jam hi Then 1 pulled out tao or Hire of tkua deJilursLl old rage, Krolrb oneqwuud Dotes, by means Of aliii'h tl.a national malady perpelunUd, and MawMt from hand to band don't know whether It wm th Mai word or Uir old rme, or both- but th poor woman bunt out cry ing and cobbing with alinuat Ur nUa violence- Wt dtd wbat could fur ber, tnj tried to gel bar Cw allow few drop of whudtty; but die putlierhandup aud turned away from it- Tin quick-eared old man found this out oBiahow, and tiploiood br to bar fa (ilia ran taka drap as weel aa ony body; but ono llame it fur ber moo ng. avar." Than, ratlior roughly to Uia waft, lieta, yw fule, let the Usa greet.

NVhat a barm will that ilea her? tloen after this the two worn exrbangtj out of their signals, aud went out together I thiuk to pay tli undertaker; and sm-b la the drcoit pride of the Scotch character, that to tie able to do tins wm pruhahly drop of com. fort In the bitter cup of their slUictiun- When they were gone, the old man ex-promiie features brightened littla, and I draw hi a tool nearer me, with a certain genial llaeriiy. There are bookmakers who would not let you know that, Simla lest you should thru from their hero with aversion; but, when I deal with fact, I am on my oath. At all events; understand Lim, before you turn (torn him. You arc tha present very clearly, the past through a haze; but this man) being blind, could not see the present si all, and niw tbe post clearer than you do; for he was 00 tu polled to live in it He had never seen tbe grandchild he hod lost; an unfamiliar fragment of this generation bad gon away to the grave; a man of hi own generation int beside hirn, and led him back to the men and things he knew by sight and by deed.

Well Air. Lambert now tell me. Aweel airr, ye're heerd the callant they wadnt let xne save Hech, sirr, yon wm a wean wsstit M) noo 111 mak' ye the joodge whether I could na hae sawed that ane, and twarree mair. There's a beek they ca tbe Plumb' rins doon fra the horse-brae into the Clyde near Stockwell Brigg. The bairns were aye for sporting in the beck, because it was shallow bjr ordinar, and ye'd see them tho color o' vilets, snd no hauf sae sweet, wi the dye that ran i' tbe beck.

Aweel, se day there was band them there; and high spate (A) had come down snd catched and tbe renoult was 1 saw ane o' th' assembly in the Clyde. I had warned the neerde-weels, ye ken, monyi the time. By good luck, I was ns far away, and went in for him and took him by the ear. C'way. ye little deevil, I had na made three strokes, when I'm catched round the neck wi' another cal-lon -Where on earth did he spring from? I dinna ken.

I was attending to number ane. when number twa poppit up, just to tnk leave o' Glaagee. I tcll't them to stick it In to me, and carried tbe pair ashore. Directly there's a skill on the bank, and up comes number three, far abint me in the Clyde, and sinks bo 'ore I can win ta him. Dives for this ane, and has a wark to find him at tho bottom.

Hrings him ashore, in a kind o' a dwain; bnt I had noe fear for his life; he bad-ns been doon lang; my lord had a deal mair mischief to do, ye ken. By tbe same token, came too vara sune; and d' ye ken the first word be said to me?" Ko, Nay, but guess. I cannot. Ho said Dinna tell my hn! liu! ha! ha! 'Lordsake, man, dinna teli feyther! ha! ha! ha! ha! ha! I never saw a man more tickled, by a straw, than James Lambert was at this. By contemplating him I was enabled, in the course of time, to lose my own gravity for his whole face was puckered with mirth, and every inch of it seemed to laugh.

But, said he, wad yon believe it, some officious pairsontell't his feyther, in spite of usbaitb. lie was just a laboring man. He called on me, and thankit me vara heartily, gied me a refreshment. And I thoucht mair 0 1 than I had thoucht o' a hantile siller tbe like occasions. milH Uil X'pon til erorl ilJ at OrtoW, lvjfl, Thm titacymo 7Wi feld tle world iuow-logrtrwy.

A little buy wna drawn or in th Clyl. Thera wvra a acorn of penq la on the bank but thy groaned, and glared, aanl il uttered at the cLild'l aanatna and si regie; woieM bod both the murage and aktU to I'luufe la and rescue hi, Bat pieenntly came an aUnrl Bran wrtao area a porrbaa swimmer end dlw, ad bad oared ora tbaa dorty lire iu tbad e7 river. -Alaal bawaa nevwwtoo blindjaliUln girl, bie granddaughter, waa loading bia by the bead, Tet to him bia Uindueae aeomed ne ei-atacla Let me to him let me to kina 4 Ji fried ill a we Lint jci. jr Itut, is the general diatne and egita-tion, ti1eel waa anLaodnl at firwt. Then he acreamed out in generoua fury, Ve daft fulee.

a non diana eooa with e'en: justfltag mein tlie water, autl cry mo to him, andjell eee." Hie prayer would here been grnntej, int hie granddaughter, with a girl'e affection and unreasoning foam, clung roun bia kneea, ond screamed, Na na, jo iradna, ye wadaa This oauacd a hesitation when there was longer a moment to lose. The hoy sank for the laat time a deep groan from tko epectatore told tlie ad end, and the poor blind hero went home, flinging his arms about in despair, and crying like a child for, ae hffofterwarJ aaid, in tell i tig the lamentable tale, It waa a laddio flung away clean flang away. The ohrouider went on to ennintrate the gallant exploits of this very James Lambert before be loet bia sight; and the whole etory eot me thinking. I began to reigh thewlgar griefs of mea against James Lambert high distress, 1 taxed myself, and dissected things that bad made me rage or grieve; now they seemed small and esiflsh, 1 From that my mind went into books. And I fell toeomparing the feats and the bean of Jamee Lambert with the teats and tears of heroee, whom history hascmbalm- ed, or poetry canonized.

Strange to say, it was not my thing cotemporary, hut the famous figures of poetry and history, that paled a little in this new crucible. I often detected some drawback to their valor, and a taint of egotism in their grief. This made me suspect that poetry, like its readors, mny have been by the glare -of armor and the blare of trumpets, and left heroic men nnsnng, who best deserved bard. For, look below the surface unsung Lamberts was the highest courage it was solitary courage, and no trumpets to stir it no armor, no joint enthusiasm often no spectators. Summernnd Win ter ho plunged into the.

Clyde, and saved men and women, with his bare body, and at great peril to bis life; for the best swimmer ia a dead man if a drowning person dutches him and cripples him. And what was his reward on earth For his beeevolent courage he was stricken blind, through so many immersions of his heated body in icy water. Was not this a poetic calamity, and a fit theme for tendereet verse? Being thns afflicted, for his virtue, be heard a fellow creature drowning. lie was potent as ever in the water, but impotent on land and they wonld not help him into the water and so a young life was flung away, that he could have saved, and he went home flinging his arms about in agony, and weeping tears, that angels might be proud to dry with loving wing. Alas 1 and is it so? eyes, that can no longer eon weep.

A noble, rare, unselfish, and most poetical distress, though told in the plain prose of a journal I made me desire to eee ames Lambert, and heur his tale from -his own lips, and give. him my poor sympathy. But, unfortunately, am a Procrastinator. Of course I can do unadvisable thing; expeditiously but, when a wise or good thing is to be done, nonum prenteu-tur in annum, is my motto. So, for ten mprtal years, and more, I was always go-jng-going-going-do visit James Lambert.

At last, I am ashamed to cay when, being ia Selkirkshire, I shook off the thief of time, and went unto Glasgow to see this man, a hero in his youth, a martyr ia old age. But I had lived loeg enough to observe that, when you seek a man, wbe was alive and elderly twelve years ago, you find he has been dead from four to seven. So, on the road to Glmgow, I blamed myself bitterly for my besetting sin, and actually said to myself, very earnestly, I I no a it did in. he a and cried The just three dizen in to TU come cot, was hairt ye; ye gas could Thats And on the impassive ice the lightnings 1ujie. bay aud alin'd pit it I' th pawn for in.

Tuir still says noli ja that s' ys bat And I juat rlappit -helli in her Laud, aud 1 toll her I iirlod unthfi I'J ml wife, uj guita wag, I tu walking at Hnuimrrvillv's mill over tk wafer 'anil, say tf wuil for mo Hat in-Jay afternoon, when I lift my wag, i'll ha achellm for Aud did ah N. no," said thi thoughtfully, She wm owr puir to gi, aud ower drtoeiit to take." All eur other provincial dialect are banb aud ugly but th Scotch i guttu ral on tha eonionanta, aud on the vowel divinely turlodion I wish I 0011IJ oonvey the exquisite mrlody of Janie Lambert' voice in (peaking throe word, Tuir anil body no' ia that a ye baa Tbettory itaelf and the brave tender hero tune were 00 manly, yet tweet, that they brought wafer into tny eye aud I thought tbf tide it least muat touch tons chord even in the dull domealia heart, Bui no I looked at the young woman, aud abe eat all of a heap, still wrapped in herself, dull stnpid and gloomy beyond deecription, and the narrative, far from tonching her, never even reached her. That was evident somehow. Thought I to myself. Oh, but yaxe dour wife, y' arr." Perhaps you will he incredulous at my thinking in Scotch but the truth is, I am little better than a chameleon but I take the local color willy nilly.

After a day in France, I began to thiuk in French in Scotland, Scotch. I think in bail French and bad Scotch very. But that is flimsy detail the broad fact remains. So I dubbed ber a dour (L) wife aud really I felt wrath that inch pearls of tru narrative should be poured out before young Apathy aud ancient Mediocrity. Of Mediocrity there is no cure but there is of Apathy, at least in Scotland.

Tbnt cure is Whisky. When whisky will not thaw in Scotch body at all, '0 then be bold to Baxeanio'a- limit." So I beckoned a dirty but atfensive imp, that gleamed, all eyes, iu a dark corner, and sent him out for a great deal of whiskey and postponed my inquiries till after the thaw. But, before the imp could return with Apathy's cure, several footsteps jwere beard on the stairs, and three or four men entered, all in good black suits. A few wordB of subdued greeting passed, and then they removed the white linen cloth from what with my eagle eye anil love of precision, had inventoried as the best tea service. It was the body of a little girl, lying in her little ciln.

lid was not yet on. She looked liked frozen wax. After the first chilling surprise, I cast my eye on tbe young woman. She never moved nor looked, but ehe Bbivered by the fire when tbe men touched the coflin behind her. She was the dead child's mother.

Even I in spite of my eagle eye could that now. I whispered to James Lambert I have intruded on you at nsad time. 'Ye haena intruded at all, said lie out loud. Then he told me, before them all, wbat made it worse was, that the father had gone away and had not been seen these three days. Ay, but, said Mrs.

Lambert, ye manna let the gentleman think he is one that drinks. Na, he is a real, quiet, sober, decent man. He is the bereaved mother, speaking for the first time, Int in a crushed and dogged way. Im no exactly denying that, said James cautiously. he at the present time It was evideut that this quiet sober, decent man, upon the death of his daughter, had gone away on the fuddle, and left Lis bereaved wife to bury the child how she could.

Such are the dire realities of life, especially among the poor.) With what different eyes I looked now oh the poor creature, bereaved mother, and deserted wife, whose deep and numbing agony I had token for sullen ap.athy with my eagle eye. And now came in an undertaker, and the coflin Ud was to be screwed on. Before this was done nil the men, myself included, took a last look at her, who was taken away so early from the troubles of the world. Ay, sir, said the undertaker to me. It is just clay going to the dust aud never was a truer word, nor more pictorial.

That clay seemed never to have lived. The lid was soon screwed down, aud then, to my surprise, the undertaker delivered a prnjer. Now that was the business of the minister and besides the undertaker had the reddest nose I eve? saw. For all that, he delivered a grave, feeling, and appropriate prayer, and then the deceased wa9 carried out for interment, and I was left with James Lambert, his daughter, and his wife. I asked James Lambert would not the minister meet them at the grave.

No, said he, theres nae minister intill't. Tne wives danr na teU him, or he'd be speering Why is na the gude man here and then hed get a pooblio rebuke. Whisper, sirr. Hae ye no ob-sairved that the women-folk aye screens a blackguard r. Ves, whispered especially when they suffer by him.

So the poor wife let her child be prayed over, and buried, by a layman, sooner than be ha! my and on time Beys, ed Court live New first the Gen. elected have The will of of fall Ways detective railed. This time I had a huge pockei Ux.k tUKXtovW-In a word, inch pocket book be a mao. He ojai-ed and took out fa old nwpajer with an account of Jiwr LenJa-rt, and o'- a small pamphlet. I ran my rye over tin no.

That will be the men, eirr? lee," Aweel, then weve got lim, aid be, quietly. Wbat I got blna alive" On is in vara good health. Ho'a not an obi man, airr, lie aiU not be niair than eaity. Have yon seen him itb roue own eyeef aaid LU half incredulous. Ye msy be sure tbaat, airr.

I waj-nn com bore till I bad spoken him. He Itsyi at No. 86 Little street, Caltou. I thought CalUm wae come other town, but be told me it was only a suburb of Glasgow, mid all tb cab men knew it. Then I thanked Lim for bit sea aud abii ity, and stood a sovereign, which be received with a grateful smile, but no abate, nient of bis manly dignity; and I took a fly that moment, aud drove to Little street Cal Ion.

For some reason No. SO waa hard to find and I goU out of the fly to explore. I found the imputation in flutter, and it was plain by the awift gathering of tha juveniles, and their saucer ryes, that this was the first triumphal car bad entered that miserable street. However, if there was amazement, there was civility end they vied with each other in directing me to James Lambert. I mounted a stair, as directed, and knocked at a door.

A woman's voice said come in, "and I entered the room. There was but one. On my right hand, ns I stood at the door, aud occupying nearly one-third of the room, waa a long large wooden machine for spinning cotton the upper part bristled with wooden quills polished by use. Behind it the bed in a recess. Iu.

mediately on my loft was a table with things on it, covered with a linen cloth. Exactly opposite me the fire-place. On 1111 right hnnd of it the window, but In an embrasure. An old woman sat before the window, a young woman sat all in a heap the other side of the fire; and in front of the fire stood a grny-hended man, with well-cut features, evidently blind. He was erect a dart, and stood before his own.fire in easy and gentleman-like attitude, which does not, as a rule, belong to workingmen they generally slouch a bit, when not at work.

Does Mr. Lambert live here said form. He replied civilly, I am James Lambert. What is your will with me? Mr. Lambert, I have come from some distauce to have a talk juith you about your exploits in saving lives.

Aweel, sir, Ill be very hnppy to bae a crack wi ye. Wife, give the yentb man a chair. When I was seated, be said, We are in litter the day but yell excuse it. .1 saw no litter, and did not know what meant. Before he conld explnin, a young man called for him, no doubt by appointment and Lambert begged me to excuse him for a moment be had a weekly pension, and they would not pay it after three oclock but it was not far, and he would return He then left seated between the two wome.

I looked hard at the young woman. She never moved, and seemed quite stupid, or stnpi-fietl. I looked at the table on her side of room, and wondered what was under linen cloth. There seemed to be a prominence or two, such as objects of unequal bight wonld cause, and I fancied it must be the best tenpot, and other china, covered to keep off the dust. The young woman was repellnnt, so turned round to the old one, and praised husband.

Aye, said she, he has been a curious mon in his time a mony a great fni he did and mony a good suit he Fnitour Feat. destroyed that had to pay for. This last sentence being uttered earn-estly, and its predecessor apathetically, coupled with the stress on the gave the measure of the 'womans mind. However, I tried her again. Did you any of his exploits Na, na I was aye minding my wark hame.

I saw leetle his carryings on. said no more but remembered Talis-sys wife, and other egotistical mediocrities and turned to the young woman she seemed unconscious of my voice my presence. From this Impenetrable I turned in despair to the covered table tried to see below the cover with my eagle eye, and had settled positively it was the china tea-service, when, to my great relief, James Lambert returned, and conversation took place of idle speculation. We soon came to an understanding, and asked him to give me some details, aud to nt the beginning. Aweel, sirr, said he, the first case I bad was a baker they cat a case ken the noo aw thiug is a case fat man he was.

I was aboot fourteen or fifteen, then, but a gey guid soom-er (E). Aweel, sirr, me and Pab John Murdoch, and a ban tie mair lads, down to theJntbing place, an we divairting oorselves in the water, the baker strips aud comes out on deal. Noo yell understond tlieie ws.s shallow water and deep, and the deep was at the far end the deal They ca the Dominies Hole, fra a schnlemais-ter wha was drooned there a hnmlre years So this baker come oot to the vara in the hot all. him but I Ind. in and cases no ye to out i gone her I water her life.

puir rale her and hand puir bock, and first She mon and my mon. Lorrd bless she. (K). it saving just (E) (0) ti lent three fur I prelweJ th Blotter of this fcoLiu tii, paopw come her yon to find out om malafao (or. I eemr hunting as huswl man, and a of great Burnt, one Jaaiea Lambert, be saved many live ia the Clyde, year ago.

I her com from England to find him, and I can haar nothing of kirn, alive tt dead. If yoa will aaeUt mo with your machinery, I shall be truly obliged to yon." Now they aay tko Scotch are not qnirk to take a new idea as the English, that may be bat they are not so quick to reject one. As English chief-en salable wonld probably bare aaid at once, Tbol ia quit out of oar lino yon hotild goto the parochial clergy;" but after twenty minute discaseiuu wonld hsvo relented, and given mo ovary aeeiat-auoe; the Scottish chief, on the contrary, though manifestly taken shack, thought before ho spoke thought, without disguise for full thirty seconds. Well. Birr.

ssid he, Tery slowly, I see no object-ion to that. Then be turned to a tube snd said, in a hollow voice, Send me a detective. This done, bo took down my name and address ia Glasgow, and what 'I knew shout James Lambert. One's idoa of a detective is a keen, lean man, with b'ttle glittering eyes a bu-man weascL The door ojicned, and in walked a model of strength and youthful beauty, that made mo stare. He was about twenty-two years old at least six feet four in height, snd the breadth, and, above all, the depth of bia cheat, ni credible.

Until I saw John Heenaa atrip, and reveal his bulging back snd breast, and every inch of his satin skin mapped with muscles, I took for granted the old sculp-tors bad exaggerated, and caived ideal demigods, not real men. Nude Ileenan showed me they had not exaggerated, bat selected and this detective confirmed the proof for be waa a much finer man than Heenan, yet not a bit fleshy and instead of a prize-fighter features, a comely, manly, blooming face, and a high, smooth forehead, white as snow itself. I know no lady in the South with a forehead so white and delicate. This Hercnles-Apollo his Scotch name have forgotten stood at the door and, drawing himself up, saluted his chief re-Bpectfully. said the chief, "this is Mr.

Bedd, fr England. He is looking for an old man called Lambert, tbnt saved many lives in the Xllyde some years ago. Ye'll take means to find him here's his descrip-tion and ye'll report to Mr. Bedd, at bis hotel. Ye understand now; he' a to be found it he is alive.

The detective saluted again, but made reply. He took my address, and the particulars, and went to work directly, as matter of course. I thanked the chief heartily, and retired to my hotel About nine in the evening, Detective Hercules-A polio called on me. All he bad detected was a brave man, called John Lambert, that hod saved lives out of a burning skip in the port of Greenock. I declined John Lambert with thanks.

Having now no serious hope of finding James Lambert alive, I took the goods the gods provided, and interviewed Hercnles-Apollo, since he was to band. I questioned him, and be told me he was often employed in captures. Well, said jyou are the man for You dont often meet your match eh? He blushed a little, and smiled, but it not make him bumptious, as it might small man. Bay a life-guardsman, or drayman. He said, I assure you, sir, I need it aU, and whiles, mair.

He then pointed out to me a window in the Tron-gate, exactly opposite the room we were Yons just a nest otheeres, aaid they work wi decoys, Bir, a wife wi tale woe, or a lass wi' a bonny face, the like. The other night a gentleman pnt his baud through the window and thieves. So I ran np the stair. door was lockit, ye may be aure. I pi! my foot tillt And flew up the chimney? ha 1 No so far as that, air.

Aweel I to find may be two or of them. But there were nigh a the warst characters iu Glasgee. However, I was in fort, ken so I was the middle of them before they hod time think, and collared twa old offenders. tak this handful, says aud IH bock for the lave (B) marched em and the gentleman at my heels. He glad to wend clear, and so was My beat bard that time, I shall assnre but I didnalei the vagabonds see thwit ken.

He intimated that it was all for any one man to pretend that he master half a dozen, if they were resolute. Nq we beer the law in our hairts, and they beer guilt in theirs. what makes the odds, sirr. After a conversation, of which this is only a fragment, we returned to James Lambert, and he told me he expected news, good or bad, by break of day, for be had fifty policemen questioning on- their beats, in the likeliest parts of the city. "All, said but I am afraid those beats are all above ground now my poor hero is underground.

I went to bed with this conviction and having hitherto blamed myself; which is an unnatural trick, I now looked round for somebody else to blame, which is customary aud wholesome and herein my smattering of the British drama stood my friend; I snarled, and said out of Sir Peter He has died on purpose to vex me. I heard no more till half-past one next day, and then my gigantic and beautiful AjThe lave The rest. as an for a he and me the the her tour me see at I but or just the begin ever ye awfu and went were when the was it ogone. James Lambert, duly questioned, then related how a personal friend of bin had been seized with in the middle of Clyde. For, sirr, said he, the Clyde is a deadly water, by reason of its and cold currents, and sand-holes and His friend bnd sunk for the last time James Lambert dived for him, and brought him up from, the bottom and took ashore.

And, sirrr, maybe ye wadnn think it the resoolt was I lost my freend. What do you menu snid staring. He just avoided me after tbnt He came to see me twnree () times too bnt Ayp.vRrrce Tiro or three. olisuirved lie wasna easy till he was away and bymby I saw ae mair the This he snid without passion, and apparently only to discharge his conscience, ns a faithful narrator of real events, and men as they are in life, not books. Hut who am no hero, boiled.

I took time to digest this human pill, then questioned him. But I omit two to use his own words as they had particular feature. The next case, Birr, was an old woman; ken the wives come on Glasgee Green wash. Well, this auld wife had gone at the three stanes to dip her stoup the water, and overbalanced herself and in heed first, and the stream carried oot. The ory got up, theres a wum-man droonin.

I was a lang way off, but heerd it, and ran down and into the after her, clothes and alL She was floating, sirr, but her head was doon, and feet np. I never saw the like in a my I soomed np to her, and lifted her auld gray head out the water a riverend face she had and broucht ashore on my arm as qniet as a lamb, laid her down. "Was she insensible. Not a thegither, I think, bat nigh it, just scared like oot her senses, soul. Vara sane she began to tremble all over and greet sair.

1 1 turned my no to greet mysel, nnd went aside ridded ruy claes. Aweel, sirr, the word she spoke was to speer for me. cries out, quiet sudden, Whaurs the that gat me oot for Gudes sake, whanrishe Sae the folk pushit me, I behooved to come furred, and mak confession. Wife, says Tin the So Bhe looks me all over. The protect ye.

she cried. The Lorrd ye Im a puir auld body, says I hao naething but my washing bay But come now wi me and IU pit awy, and get ye twaree schellin for me fra death. Hech, sirr, I felt it awfu keen it was her livlihood, ye ken, her washing (The remainder of this remarkable winch Mr. lteade assures tbe publio is strictly true, will appear in eur oolnmns next week. It originally appeared iu the Tribune F.

it) A wean waetit A child throicn axcay. jV) Spate FtooiL '0) Win, Won etc. Tenses of the old verb went? to go. triaxon. OBITUARY.

Stephen J. Colahan. Stephen J. Colahan died last Wednesday evening, at his residence hl'H Fourth street. Eastern District.

Mr. Colahan has for a long been suffering ith disease of the kid aud the day before his death was examin by three physicians at his office in the House. They told him that he couldnt over 21 hours. Mr. Colahan was bom in York City, December 25 1841.

He wks educated at St John's College, Fordham. His entree into politics was as a member of -fran this moment The very fire: lings of wf heart shall be The firstlings of my hand. That was fine only, not to deceive yon, I bad often repeated this high resolve with great fervor and sincerity, and then gone on procrastinating. In Glasgow I made strict inquiries after James Lambert I asked the landlord! anil all the waiters went to every tradesman I knew in the oity. Not one soul had ever heard of him nor of his exploits.

This confirmed my fear that he had gone to a better world, while I was busy postponing here below. However, my tardy blood was np at last so I took a cab, and drove to the police chambers, and asked for the chief. The ieqn.es 1 1 had to makewas nn-Try right trfe etc. Cry me to him, 1 Constitutional Convention held at Baltimore, in 1H67- 08. He ran for Congress against Crooke in 1872.

Through the machinations of a prominent Democr, the youthful aspirant was defeated. The same year Mr. Golalian was a member of the National Convention. Last November Mr. Colahan was to the Legislature, from the Seventh District, 1 he had lived, Mr.

Colahan would contested the Speakership of th House. Tammany candidate Would, as ho now have Been elected Speaker. Tbe Tammany Bachems intended to give the chairmanship the Ways and Means Committee, to Mr. Colahan, as a compromise. Binoe the death Colaliaa, the choice will undoubtedly on Mr Ala Groarty, as Chairman of the and Means.

Mr. Colahan has always been a warm friend, snd a fond parent He leavee a wif ami child to mourn his death. Soom Swim. ') Ciiliant A log. Washing-bay, or bayne Tub.

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