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WEEK BY WEEK. • ( ♦ Aijierica is not alone in inventing an ink. trust. Roath also loots in. "Please," said a little girl to the shopman, "please for a bottle of ink. and mother will pay you on Saturday." .t is said that an unlimited quantity of straws .terries is a certain cure for gout. This, is a icolish announcement. We predict an alarm- ing outbreak of gout among all school chil- dren. Miitables, with its new pier, is, we learn, looking up a bit this season. Could not coach- ing trips be organised there- The roads are at least as wide as those of Jersey, where four in-hands drive in battalions. The directors of the Barry Docks and Rail- "way are about to return a visit which the trustees of Swansea Harbour paid them last year. Lloyd's Committee will also shortly visit Swansea, for the first time. Cftionel Morgan and Mr. Glascodine, of Swan- sea, are still falling out over the old stones of Gower. They had another debate last week- over an old cross—and it was adjourned, hap- pily, before coming to a division. Judge Owen acknowledged in Newport County court that he knew nothing I about betting; "but," he added, limp with pfcthoft, "the law allows it." Later, he added: "tifeffendant may be able to pay if he makes a. good thing at Ascot." One of the funniest sights in Cardiff on Friday ■wis a gang of lascars—perhaps a dozen— gathered around the wood block layers at work in St. John's-square. It was hard to tell which were the most interesting—the lascars them- selves or the crowd of natives who stood on the pavement watching them as they jabbered aud gesticulated to each other about the work that waygoing on. infirm aries are modern institutions. In olden biniefe all such places were called hospital* Old Cardiff had its "spittal," and Wales in ever so nitny districts had its "spyttys" and "spites." Iff$reconshire the word takes the very unusual form -of "spythid," in Llanspythid. /The- "spittals" of long ago were supported from the tithes, which can hardly be called voluntary gifts,-as they are a rent-charge. "On the Way to be a Millionaire" writes to 8S from the Cardiff Docks: —"An eminent specialist has just diagnosed an ailment which is very prevalent among some of the office- boys at the Docks just now as 'office fever.' It usually comes on very suddenly in the fine weather, and the only remedy discovered up to the present is a game of golf or cricket! Cap your readers suggest a better medicine?" "On her Majesty's Service" will not prevent misfortune or ward off partial poverty. One auxiliary postman in Newport must find life a weary tramp. His wife was answering to a judgment summons before Judge Owen and said that her husband earned 18s. a week.' This had to serve to keep a family of nine—one an invalid. We can believe the poor woman's story that after the day's work the postman was too footsore to take other work. A fresh attempt to deal with the problem of the habitual drunkard nas been made by the Cardiff stipendiary. On Friday he had before him a woman, with many convictions, who pleaded truthfully that she had never been cau- tioned. The stipendiary allowed her to go, with the condition annexed that if in the next few months she offended in the same way again a long term of imprisonment would follow. That woman, if she has any sense of shame left. is more likely to be reclaimed than if incar- cerated, and, besides, there is no expense attached to it. There is a pleasant reference to Mr. C. T. Whitmell, formerly inspector of schools at ■ Cardiff, in this week's "English Mechanic." .-from, the pen of the able contributor who writes over the nom-de-plume "A Fellow of the Royal Astronomical Society." Speaking of the Leeds Astronomical Society, he says:—"The J venerable president, Mr. Washington Ter^dale, retires this year, and it would be idle to sup- pose that he will not be missed. But as said Virgil, 'Uno avulso, non deficit alter'; and in his successor, Mr. Whitmell. the society is most fortunate in having secured as its head as excellent a mathematician as he is a keen and enthusiastie astronomer." Caerphilly felt a sharp pain after much joy the other night. Its choirs were contesting at an English eisteddfod, and a telegram came:— "Caerphilly victorious in chief choral and male voice contest." Of course, there was a demon- stration, with a brass band and flags and coloured lights, to meet the singers home, and altogether the reception was of a kind extended to great conquerors. When it was found that only two choirs competed in the chief choral, and that Caerphilly had taken second prize, and that Caerphilly was the only competitor in the male voice contest the natives felt foolish. Then a man said, "But the prizes might have been withheld." so they cheered again, and called for another round. Canon Thompson amounted to a whole public last night. We mean the populace, of course, not the other kind of public, for the canou was the only representative of the classes and masses who turned up at the Gladstone Welsh memorial meeting. Of course, the deputy- mayor was in the chair, and a clerk kept the minutes, and two reporters were there as public recorders. But outside this necessary nucleus the meeting was composed entirely of Canon Thompson, and a very excellent meeting it was. For it was unanimous, enthusiastic, and eloquent; there were no amendments, no cross-suggestions, not a glimmer of a division of opinion. Both reporters were agreed that! they never remembered such splendid accord a public meeting, and, for a wonder, the stream of enthusiasm flowed straight ahead. Mr. James Howe has just produced a. volume of great interest to the student of the history of the Georgian Era and of Scottish life a cen- tury ago. It is a selection from the manu- scripts of Lady Louisa Stuart, the youngest daughter of Lord Bute, Minister of George III., and "the wisest, best, and wittiest of women." Lady Louisa wrote much, and burned most of what she wrote, having a. perfect horror of v print and notoriety. Belated, as it were, to jverybo«jy. she knew strange things of Queen Anne's day. by family tradition. She was the "Egeria" of Sir Walter Scott, his confi- dante, csitic. and friend. Mr. Howe promises another volume of Lady Louisa's letters, which will take up her correspondence where the pri- vately-printed correspondence edited lately by Mrs. (ClarJc, of Talygarn, concludes. After puzzling out a paragraph from this < column the Newsagent and Book- seller's Review" says:—"It is peculiar, and not a little amusing, to learn that -no Welsh newspapers, periodicals. 01 books of any kind are permitted in Russia, because the officials cannot read them, and, consequently, cannot impose the censorship. They can struggle with 'German' well enough, and the intricacies of the English language have-no terrors for them. but Welsh appals them. And yet they have words of their own a 'yard long, and an ordinary page of Russian print; is terrifying to the average mortal, while one of the Czar's five or ten rouble bills is a thing to admire and puzzle over, and hold in all conceivable positions in a vain attempt to inlke:out which is the right side up. One would have thought that a fellow-feeling would haye^commended the Cymraeg to the study of subjects-of. the Little Father; but, apparently, one cam have too much of a. good thing." A case was recently tried before Judge Owen in which a farmer claimed damages against the Great Western Railway Company for the loss of a .cow which had been run over by a train For the defence the lawyer claimed that, the gate being closed, the cow must have jumped over a seven-foot fence. This was treated as abstird by the judge, who gave judgment for the plaintiff. The other day, dining with the lawyer at. a Newport club which is much favoured by the legal profession. Judge Owen roguishly asked. "Ah, Mr. ———, what about the cow and the seven-foot fence?" "Well, judee" replied the lawyer, when the general laughter ha.d ) subsided. "some cows jump high you know." "That cow never did," returned Judge Owen. with judicial emphasis. "But judge, we don't know what attractions may have been on the other side of the fence "That cow never jumped the fence," persisted the judge, solemnly. "I never had a cow that could jump a seven-foot fence, and I am quite sure if my cow couldn't jump it yours couldn't! That ended it. I'm a trimmer from the docks, and I like & bit of sense. And I'm just as euteas others 'bout the way I spend my pence; But blow me if I can make out the chap 38 always prates 'Bout the blessings that come to ns through the way we spend the rates. If you want a. silly povel or a hlood-and-thunder story, With murderings and elopements and duels red and cory. You never need to buy 'em. though the price be but a. "d"; You can get such things for nothing, for all literature is free. But the case if very different when you break your bloomin' leg; You've got no rates to draw on—let the missus go and beg. You may have books and pamphlets as you lie upon your bed, For the rates take no,acoount of legs-they only cure the head. If. you want to ot-ndy botany, the rates 11 gire you parks, Thotigh scattered all around you you'vA$, million country walks; They're never Monomio 'bout the things that'a easy tot, F Ir. théy give museums and libraries and ever such a lot Ofi other things unnecessary, thO- in & way they're good. And if you say contrary they'll ten 7011 that you're rude. But if your ribs are broken or your longs haw got, congested The rates will send you to the deuce, they're no way interested; You may do the best yon can if you break jour bloomin' leg, The rates are not responsible—go buy a wooden per: And so I cannot understand the chap as always prates 'Bout the blessings that come to as thre* the way* we spend the rate*^ > Lord and Lady Wimborne have taken a house at Hampstead. It turns out 'that the mayors of Aberystwith a'nd Carmarthen are total abstainers. Other towns are still to be heard from. A brave attempt has been made by Cardiff tobacconu'-s to close their shops on Sunday, but it is feared the endeavour will end in smoke. A calf with two heads has just seen the light on Tycoch Farm, Llansadwrn. It only had a glimpse of the light, for it died soon after, and so did the cow. Music is th& root of discord in the St. Andrew's parish of Cardiff. Two organists have resigned, and two choirs have followed suit. This is not very creditable to some- body. One of the 'drunks" at Cardiff Police-court on Monday had a queer defence. "You have been here twelve times before," said A.derman J. Ramsdale. The woman's reply was, "Well, sir. I was born in Cardiff, and circumstances alters cases Already seven hundred applications have been received f^rom singers who are desirous of forming part of the choir of the Liverpool Eisteddfod next year, and the arduous task of testing the vocalists as to their fitness is in the hand 8 of Mr D. O. Parry. France had better cable to M. Paul Barbier to take over a new Cabinet from Cardiff. This genial and exuberant Welsh Gaul "could pick up half a dozen men at the Docks who would be prepared at ten minutes' notice to run two or three Republics together. They are already doing very well in the republic of commerce. With the cheerful recklessness of a middle- aged bachelor, Mr. William Banter suggests in the "Evening Express" how all the unmarried assistants under notice at Howell and Co.'s shop can retain their places. He says in effect, let all the young men marry the young women, and of course the notice of dismissal wouldn't apply to them any more. All we have- to add is that, as the numbers are un- equal, the alternative of dismissal is bigamy. It. is rather hard lines when a clergyman has to call' churchwardens to order for talking during his sermon. This is said to have occurred, in Swansea on Sunday morning, the pulpit being occupied by a neighbouring clergy- man, who, it is said, has since apologised for his open rebike. Apparently, the usual clergy- man was used to their little ways. We never heard of churchwardens talking in church before; we always thought they slept. There was a hot dispute at a place of busi- ness in. Barry Dock one day last week. The question at issue was, who owns the longest beard'in Wales? Several preachers' names were mentioned, and two or three clergymen. One lawyer's name was also quoted. At last a Llandyssil man said that in his native village there lives a. man whose beard is 6ft. long, and which he twists several times round his body. That man is a grandson of the genius who first invented the sea-serpent. An idea of the extent of the fishing industry in West Wales may be gathered from the fact that some six or seven hundred open sailing boats are at work when the season is at its height. The fish are caught chiefly off the South Irish coast, and the boats come from all parts of Great Britain and Ireland, some, indeed, belonging to France. Sometimes a lot of money is made. A few years ago mackerel were bought at Kinsale for ls. per 100, and sold at Neylands for JE1 per 100, the original catchers getting next to nothing. A De Dion tricycle, of which so many are to be seen in Par;s. has now appeared at Cardiff, and at once collects a small crowd when it starts or stops. It will. no doubt, be followed soon by many others, for it not only runs to perfection on the flat, but will mount the steepest hill towing a bicycle behind it. By th& bye, this motor-tricycle should afford another argument for the abolition of the toll- gate on the main road from Cardiff to Penarth and Barry, for every time it passes through the gate a toll of eighteenpence is exacted, the toll-collector calling it a three-wheel locomotive. Out cf 220 literary celebrities whose scholastic history baa been investigated by the "School World," the "largest number of distinguished men of letters" hails from Eton, which trained eleven, and from Harrow, which has given the world ten. The Harrow list is as follows:- "The Marquess of Bute, Mr. W. J. Court- ho»e. Professor of Poetry, University of Oxford; Mr. C. J- Longman, editor of 'Long- mail's Magazine'; Mr. H. F. Pelham, Camden Professor of Ancient History. University of Oxford; Sir Douglas Straight, editor of the 'Pall Mall Gazette'; and the Right Hon. Sir George Otto Trevelyan." Among the American visitors to the National Eisteddfod next month will be Mr. and Mrs- Taliesin Evans, of New York. Mr. Evans holds a high Government post, and is a Welshman whose nationality breaks out at all points, although he has never been in Wales during the 52 years of his life. But anybody from "yr hen wlad" who crosses the Atlantic finds a. friend in this enthusiastic Welsh.-American, and when the Royal Welsh Ladies' Choir were over there he almost took, charge of them. Indeed, Mr. Jacob Davies says that when he was rapidly coming to the conclusion that there wasn't a man on that great Continent who could be made a reposi- tory of faith, it was coming into contact with Mr. Taliesin Evans that reclaimed America in his good opinion. just- now the Welsh elementary teachers are interesting themselves in the question of their representation on the Welsh Central Board. The usual retting period for the first of the representative^ is at hand, and a sueceasor has to be elected. The retiring man is not a retiring man at all. That is, he is Mr. Tom John, the veteran schoolmaster of Llwynypia. and it is a. moral certainty that Mr. John will be his own successor. Mr. John was the inven- tor of the elementary teachers' representation on the Central Board, and, in recognition of this and his other substantial services to Welsh education, his election we find-unofficially-is assured, for not one of the other nominees will set himself against the ever-youthful and vigorous veteran. Even the Monmouthshire district unanimously decided to recommend its members to vote for Mr. John. "A Welshwoman" writes to the "Church Times as follows:—" Within the last thirty years it was the custom in svme- part? of North Wales at the funerals of well-to-do persons, especially the squire of the parish, to have packets of plum aad sponge, cakes folded in black-edged paper, and sealed, with black sealing-wax, placed on the sideboard- After the breakfast, which it was customary to dispense to the bidden gttests, many of whom came long distances, and before starting to church, everyone went to the sideboard and put one of each sort of cake into his pocket to take home. Many a piece of cake has come to my share, as my father not only officiated in his own parish, but was frequently present, as a friend, at other funerals. Can this custom be a survival of the 'soul-cakes'? Those were the days when scarves and hat- bands were worn, which. I recollect, afterwards made silk, dresses for my mother." "Pan Kelt" writes:—"It was interesting to notice how the familiar characters of the Welsh Eisteddfod are re-produced at the Irish Oireachtas. When the reciting compe- tition came on the adjudicators gave equal marks to the two best competitors. This created a difficulty, inasmuch as the prize was a medal, and could not be divided. It was arranged that lots should be drawn, and Car- dinal Logue invited both to the platform to take ."y blewyn cwta' from his Eminence's hand. but one of the pair roundly protested he was the best reciter, and then withdrew from the platform, and refused upon any account to return, in spite of the cardinal's per- suasion. The contumacious competitor was a Donegal man. So is the cardinal, and his Eminence's rebuke was crushing. He said: — "1 am sorry you come from my county. You are the first sulky man I have known to come from Donegal.' Should the cardinal ever come to a Welsh eisteddfod, I fear he would find many a re-production of the sulky man from Donegal." A story against himself is told by one of our moat industrious correspondents. In his youth he blew a church organ and had an inquiring mind (in which case Heaven help the organ). He bad bean told he must work the handle up and down, and watch a piece of lead hanging to a string. The lead must not rise above nor sink below certain well-defined notches cut in ton. organ. At first the blower worked on thesa lines, and then fell to inquiring why should that lead be kept just there. He concluded to eijjejiment. While the next hymn was on he ju<!t allowed the lead to soar! It rose slowly. it reached the notch, passed it, went slowly up quite an inch, and nothing occurred! The boy began to think he had been fooled somewhat b.7 hig colleague at the organ, and then-the music suddenly ceased, and for a second or so there was what reporters describe as a sensa- tion in that congregation! "Blow up!" un- scientifically yelled the man who operated the front of the organ. The boy did so. His experiment was an entire success. He knew itow what happened when the lead went up Before the budding Marconi had a chance to experiment on the lowering of the lead he was superannuated, and—the congregation breathed freely once more. Here is a note of some interest from the Lon- don "Sun" :The Celts are waking up. Scot- land has never lost hold of its Gaelic, Ireland is making a determined effort to revive Its ancient language, and now we hear of the for- mation of a Welsh Dramatic Society. This is something on the same lines as the Irish Lite- rary Theatre, for the main object of the society iiis the performance of Celtic plays, either in the vernacular or in English. The movement has gone so far that it has been decided to give the first performance in St. George's-hall in November, and the play to be presented has been selected. It will be Elphim's 'Y Bardd |a'r Cerddor.' This is said to be not so much a-definitely constructed play as a satirical skit on the absurdities of a recent eisteddfod. A ,couple of small love episodes have been intro- duced, and it is written partly in the vernacu- lar and partly in English. There is not much in the way of Welsh drama before the public, and it must be admitted that the eisteddfod and it must be admitted that the eisteddfod has not done much to foster it. They have read and eommended plays, but have done nothing to assist in their production. This wosk will be undertaken by the new society." Sunday's rain came just in time for the farmers. "It means fifty pounds in my pocket," said one of them, gleefully getting wet in looking at his crops. One Welsh Volunteer company is distin- guished by the fact that all its commissioned officers have red hair. It is expected they will be a warm lot at Bisley this year. A white swallow which has been seen in New- port-road for some five or six years has again arrived. It finds its summer residence some- where round the house of Dr. Wallace. A strike of shop assistants in Cardiff just now would make it warm for everybody. Lite- rally so, we mean, for unless the women folk can get their summer clothes they will have to go out in their winter ones. Dr. Lawson Tait. the great surgeon, who is just dead, was one of the speakers at the luncheon given when the Institute of Jour- nalists visited the Birmingham Waterworks at the Elan Valley, Radnorshire. A sexton of one of the cemeteries in the parish of Merthyr reported to the burial board that "work is busy." He also announced that "the grass is growing well, but if we don't have some rain it will grow smaller." It was very nice and pleasant of the anglers of Cardiff to make Alderman David Jones a present in recognition of his services of troutology. But it was curious that the present should be a pin. The alderman may go fishing with it. The contractor of the new Congregational Chapel at Abercynon is a licensed victualler, but one of the pillars of the Church publicly announced at the memorial-stone laying cere- mony that he had watched that no whisky had been mixed with the mortar. A boy was fishing on Sunday at Porthcawl. A minister who was passing by said, "My boy, do you not know that it is a sin to fish on Sunday?" Looking at the bait steadfastly, the boy said, in a confident tone, "I have not sinned yet, sir, because I have not had a. bite yet." Although he has been in America for half a century. Dr. W. C. Roberts, president of the Centre College, Danville, Kentucky, is a thorough Welshman. He talks and writes in excellent Welsh, and feels warm to the Princi- pality. Dr. Roberts has had every honour bestowed upon him that the Presbyterians can give. Unless some unforeseen circumstances arise, he will pay Wales a visit during the summer. Mr. J. J. Cartwright, of the Royal Commis- sion on Historical Manuscripts, states that the Laws of Howel Dda were drawn up in Latin in order that the common people might hold them in greater respect from their inability to under- stand them. Our laws at present are written in some sort of English, but they are as diffi- cult of understanding as if they were in Latin, but that difficulty excites in the public a feel- ing totally different from respect. It is well to have a definite mark to aim at. The Swansea Board of Guardians are collecting signatures to a petition which commences:- "We, 'comprising at least a sixth part of the electors.' How anyone can sign such a general and necessarily "previous" statement we fail to see, any more than we can say why- one-sixth should be the number aimed at in advance. Nor can we see, even if all sign, why a clamouring sixth should be listened to before the other five-sixths. One of the last speeches made in public by the late Dr. Lawson Tait was at Droitwich the other day, at the luncheon held in connection with the new station there. Several speakers had spoken in glowing terms of the cures effected by the brine baths of the town. Dr. Tait was in a humorous mood, and when hi< call to respond was made he contented himself by saying:—"When I came into this town last evening I wa3 in a perfect state of health. I had a bath, and now feel very much better." When the Satanella case was before Mr. Jus- tice Wills last week an article in the "Wes- tern Mail" came in for judicial observation. This is how it was reported in the "Morning Advertiser":—"Mr. Justice Wills, after perus- ing an article in the 'Western Mail' on the police-court proceedings, said: 'I agree with the "Western Mail." Professing to tell for- tunes is a sham. but there may be something in professing to read character by the hand.' We can find it in our hearts to wish that this accord between the judges and the "Western Mail" had always been so pronounced. Now, which of the two eminent men is right? Here is Sir John Stainer saying that out of the thousands of voices he has tried during the past ten years he only came across about twenty-five with really good voices. The late Sir Joseph Barnby said at the Llanelly Eistedd- fod a few years ago that he had listened in the solo competitions to dozens of. voices which fairly electrified him-voices,.wtkieli put into the shade many who were regarded in London as at the top of the profession! Perhaps this diversity of opinion is explained by the fact that, singularly enough, Sir John Stainer has never been to a National Eisteddfod. Here is an anecdote related by a clergyman at a Swansea chapel the other night:—"The Prince ol Wales, when a boy, was one day walking out with his tutor. On passing through a country lane they came across a flock of sheep driven- by. an old woman. The boy Prince—after the manner of boys—at once began to show his mischievousness by frighten- ing the animals. At this the old woman became annoyed, and proceeded to soundly rate the boy, when the tutor interfered, saying, 'You must not speak to him like that. Don't you know who he is? Why, he is the Prince of Wales.' 'I don't know, nor do I care who he is,' indignantly replied the old dame; 'but he shows his bad bringing-up' A dilemma faced the Penybont Rural District Council on Saturday. They were considering what steps to take to fill up the vacancy caused by the death of their old surveyor (Mr. Jenkins). A communication had been received from the Local Government Board stating that the appointment of a successor was in the hands of the county council. But the Local Govern- ment Act of 1894 seemed to show that the dis- trict council had the power of appointment. It was also pointed out the Cowbridge Rural Dis- trict Council recently appointed their own sur- veyor. It appears to be a difficulty not before confronted by any similar authority. The council are ptaying for more and more favour- able light, and are contending that if they pay the piper they should choose the tune. An appreciative criticism of the first volume of "Cardiff Records" appeared in last week's "Builder." By the way, we have been informed that at the recent meeting of the Camorun Archaeological Association in the Metropolis, the editor of the society's journal, Mr. J Romilly Allen, F.S.A., explained the absent of reviews of several important works from the "Archseologia Cambrensis" to be due to the fact that publishers did not forward their books to the editor for notice. Especial mention was made of the non-receipt of the "Cardiff Records" and the recent issue of Jones's "History of Brecknockshire." It seems very short-sighted policy not to obtain the opinion of the fore- most critical authority connected with the Principality, especially upon works which come directly within its scope. Sir William Harcourt was once leader of tha Parliamentary Bar, and on Tuesday (says the London "Daily News") he re-appeared on the scene of his old'conflicts. Not, of course, as counsel, hut as witness before the Lords' Com- mittee, which, with the Earl of Camperdown in the chair, is considering the Brynmawr and Western Valleys Railway Bill, a measure pro- posing to establish railway communication between Brynmawr, on the North Western, and Nantyglo, on the Great Western. To suit his convenience, the Committee had arranged to take his evidence late in the afternoon. By force of old habit, he seated himself at the counsel's table, but was soon called to the witness chair, the evidence of the gentleman then occupying it being suspended for the pur- pose. Sir William testified in favour of the Bill, having been convinced of the need for the railway when he visited his constituents lately; nor could the cross-examination of Mr. Lewis Coward shake him in the least, although that gentleman represented that the Marquess of Abergavenny, through whose estate the line is to pass. would suffer in pocket by it. When Sir William had finished his evidence, the atten- dant ceremoniously opened the peers' door for him to pass out, but he resumed his seat at the counsel's table, and watched the proceed- ings with interest, re-calling, no doubt, old associations. A Cardiganshire chimney-sweep is nearing the close of a remarkable career. He lived in former years at Adpar, near Newcastle-Emlyn. Mr. J. H. Evans, solicitor, who had a chat with Glass a day or two ago. writes:—"He says he is past 97 years old, having been born in St. Peter's Parish, Carmarthen, on May 1, 1802. He had been married twice, had eleven children by his first wife and eleven by his second. His first wife came from Crickhowell. and was a servant of Admiral Seymour. His second was from Llandovery; she left him, and has never since been heard of. Glass had four eons in the Army. Some of them were killed in the Crimea, and of all the children born to him only one remains (a son rejoicing in the name of Elijah !-a chimney sweep). He is marvel- lously active even now, has not lost his 'grinders,' and his 'windows' are not darkened; and, although he has led a wandering existence, assures me that he has never been before a court or a 'beak' in his life-not even for a 'drop too much.' He is still of a most cheer- ful disposition, but, on my recommending him the workhouse, shed tears of despondency, and said.. My friends outside will give me better diet than in there, and I have never yet failed to earn enough good food.' He says his age can be confirmed by reference to the books of j- St. Peter's Parish, Carmarthen, where he was christened. His parents were Joseph and Eliza- beth Glass, both of whom were buried in St. Peter's Churchyard (his father being likewise chimney sweepV I am sending this, hoping it may be the means of interesting some of his Carmarthen and other friends, who might draft some kind of 'old-age pension' scheme on bi behalf. He has just left here rejoicing at the prospect of meeting his friends in Fishguard as soon as he completes his long walk from here- about 25 miles. As to his good conduct whilp living at Adpar I can thoroughly confirm, but his age can be ascertained, of course, at St. Peter's He tells me that Mr. T. Jones, clerk of the peace, of Llandovery, has verified it, but of this I have no personal knowledge."

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