” “As you will, dear lover. Beneath these prints, a cluster of hobnails, driven into the wall, formed certain letters, which, if properly deciphered, produced the words, "Paul Groves, cobler;" and under the name, traced in charcoal, appeared the following record of the poor fellow's fate, "Hung himsel in this rum for luv off licker;" accompanied by a graphic sketch of the unhappy suicide dangling from a beam. I saw it this morning in the Daily Journal—an advertisement, offering a reward—" "A reward!" echoed Jack. You have never known what it is to want food, raiment, shelter. “I brought a man with me who is posted outside,” he remarked. Spurlock felt very well pleased with himself. Wood will protect you," urged Mrs. " "I remember now!" interrupted McClintock. "You didn't spend it?" "I never intended to spend it—any more than I really intended to steal it. A single false step might have precipitated him into the street; or, if he had trodden upon an unsound part of the roof, he must have fallen through it.
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