. The Cornish fishermen's watch-night, and other stories . u are talking about, sir, said my oldneighbour, ponderingly. The name of the man who has done youall this mischief is Edward Bean, commonlycalled Tipsy Ned. Do you know him ? For a moment or two poor Ned did notspeak, but sat looking at me savagely. Thenthe muscles of his face worked convulsively,and his eyes were slowly withdrawn from myface, and looked down on the prison he muttered, I reckon you are right,sir. I knelt down and prayed with and for mypoor old neighbour before I left the jail; andthat was the last I saw of h
. The Cornish fishermen's watch-night, and other stories . u are talking about, sir, said my oldneighbour, ponderingly. The name of the man who has done youall this mischief is Edward Bean, commonlycalled Tipsy Ned. Do you know him ? For a moment or two poor Ned did notspeak, but sat looking at me savagely. Thenthe muscles of his face worked convulsively,and his eyes were slowly withdrawn from myface, and looked down on the prison he muttered, I reckon you are right,sir. I knelt down and prayed with and for mypoor old neighbour before I left the jail; andthat was the last I saw of him. He wassoon afterwards tried, and condemned to sixmonths imprisonment for the assault on hiswife, but he did not] live out the term. Hisconstitution was shattered by previous was taken ill, and died in the infirmaryof the county prison. The circumstances I have related havenearly passed from the memory of those inthe village where he once lived; but Ihave revived the story, to point a moral,though it may not adorn a tale. w m ABOUT D go and break stones on the road rather than be sittingindoors doing nothing, Will,I heard Mrs. Howland say asI was walking np to the cot-tage door. The words werespoken sharply, and the tone was in ahigh pitch. Ho, ho, thought I, if the wind is inthat quarter, perhaps I had better make mycall at another time ; and I hesitated for amoment. But as I really had some businesswith William Howland, and as I had got sofar, I made up my mind not to turn Howland is a good man, I verily E 50 About Scolding. believe ; but I am bound (if I must speakout) to say that lie is not—well, not to writetoo strongly—not over fond of hard has a wife and family dependent on hisexertions, and he had recently, two or threeweeks previous to this call of mine, lost aplace of regular employment, fifteen shillingsa week wages, because he could not orwould not get up soon enough in the morning. The case was this. He had, three mon
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