justices of gross dereliction of their duty, of neglecting to ascertain the real practice of the jailer in some points, and in others of encouraging, aiding and abetting him in open violations of the prison rules printed and issued by Act of Parliament.  Of these rules, which are the jail code, I send you a copy.  I note the practices of the jail by the side of the rules of the jail.  By comparing the two you may calculate the amount of lawless cruelty perpetrated here in each single day; then ask yourself whether an honest man who is on the spot can wait four or five months till justice, crippled by routine, comes hobbling instead of sweeping to their relief.

“For Heaven’s sake, bring to bear upon a matter vital to the State one-half the intelligence, zeal and sense of responsibility you will throw this evening into some ambiguous question of fleeting policy of speculative finance.  Here are one hundred and eighty souls to whose correction, cure and protection the State is pledged.  No one of all these lives is safe a single day.  In six weeks I have saved two lives that were gone but for me.  I am now sick and enfeebled by the exertions I have had to make to save lives, and am in no condition to arrest the progress of destruction.  I tell you that more lives will fall if you do not come to my aid at once! and for every head that falls from this hour I hold you responsible to God and the State.

“If I fail to prove my several accusations, as a matter of course I shall be dismissed from my office deservedly; and this personal risk entitles me not only to petition for, but to demand an inquiry into the practice of ——­ Jail.  And in the queen’s name, whose salaried servant I am, I do demand it on the instant and on the spot.”

Thus did flesh and blood address gutta-percha.

The excitement of writing this letter did the patient no good.  A reaction came, and that night his kind nurses were seriously alarmed about him.  They sent for the surgeon, who felt his pulse and his skin and looked grave.  However, he told them there was no immediate danger, and wrote a fresh prescription.

The patient would eat nothing but bread and water and gruel; but he took all the doctor’s medicines, which were raking ones; only at each visit and prescription he cross-examined him as to what effect he hoped to produce by his prescription, and compared the man’s expectations with the result.

This process soon brought him to the suspicion that in his case Aesculapius’s science was guess-work.  But we go on hoping and hoping something from traditional remedies, even when they fail and fail and fail before our eyes.

He was often light-headed, and vented schemes of charity and benevolence ludicrous by their unearthly grandeur.  One day he was more than light-headed—­he was delirious, and frightened his kind nurses; and to this delirium succeeded great feebleness, and this day for the first time Susan made up her mind that it was Heaven’s will earth should lose this man, of whom, in truth, earth was scarce worthy.  She came to his side and said tenderly,