418 THIRVIETH EVEWING.

visit to the distressed family, he percerved Mr. More-
land passing down the lane, whom he had known for
several years (his master having supplied him with
shoes). When he entered the door, all the suspicions
natural to a lover induced him to follow, when he
observed him stealing up the stairs to the widow’s
lodging, and open the door. The poor family showed
some surprise at the entrance of the stranger, and
still more when, after 3 short conversation, he put
a purse of money into the hand of the mother,
and immediately went away. “What messenger from
heaven,” cried the poor widow, “has brought me
this relief? Run, daughter, and thank him on your
knees!’ She ran, but he had got down stairs into
the lane. “I know him,” eried her lover (now making
his appearance) ; “it is Mr. Moreland.”

Lhe officers of justice had for some time been
employed in attempting to discover the retreat of a
gang of venders of base coin, who were at last traced
to a house in an obscure part of the town. A. poor,
lame fellow, who had lived in an adjoining room,
being unable to give a satisfactory account of his
manner of procuring a livelihood, was brought along
with the rest for examination, “ Well,” said one of
the justices, “who are you ?”

“Please your worship, I am a poor man, havine
lost the use of my limbs for several years.”

“And how have you been able to support yourself
all this time P”

“Why, sir, I might have starved long ago, havimy
no parish settlement, as the masters for whom I worked
would not interest themselves for me, though I lost the
use of my limbs in their service; but a good gentle-
man has been so very kind as to give me five shillings
s week for these six years past.’

“Ay! you were very fortunate, indeed; pray whe
8 that gentleman ?”’

“Why, please your worship, I dow’t know.”