Disposed to devote a portion of this Sunday to the reformation ofthis lively criminal, I continued the conversation with him. Itseemed that he had been in jail before, and was not unaccustomed tothe life. He was not often lonesome; he had his workbench andnewspapers, and it was a quiet place; on the whole, he enjoyed it,and should rather regret it when his time was up, a fortnight from then.

Had he any family?