The Liverpool Standard and General Commercial Advertiser.
Liverpool, Merseyside, England, 1846-01-27 00:00:00

not thought of, whilst bathed in the light of its smiles,
and consoled, in the weary watches of the night, by its
innocent caresses. It has gone, however, to its rest—. o
a blessed world—and she, that once fair girl, now coiled
up upon straw, is fast following its flight. She is thinner
than before—not paler, for the flush of fever is upon her
cheek, and nature is gasping to retreat from the frail
tenement, which now can barely be said to hold life and
consciousuesq.

Can we tell what dreams are in that poor girl's mind—
what memories are thronging around her heart ? We will
not attempt the task. But whose are the feeble steps which
enter the apartment in which she lies, and whose the hands
which are extending:toher refreshment in her parting hours?
They are not thoselof the philanthropic Mrs. Joseph Smith,
or of any of her kind. Alas! they are not those of any of
the well-to-do in the world. The poor widow, in whose
house she has rented that miserable room, and upon
whose hands she had been a burthen—an unwilling cue—
since her young eyes grew dim, and her strength refused to
do the slopseller's work, is giving her of her scanty meal.
Oh ! the charity which exists in the hearts of the humble
Poor towards each other. How it shames, in its unob-
trusiveness, alike the charity of the rich and the charity
of the state. That poor, dying occupant of a wretched

b
bed has toiled and has signed. We say to her, in her dy-
ing agonies, by our practices and by our institutions, that
she must toil still more, and sin still more deeply, before
we are willing to take upon ourselves the task of upholdipg
her in life, or comforting her in cis ath ! Humbler and less
ostentatious charity does our work.
Need we go on? We need not. 0
" every day life." They who object to it a
strained picture, know little of the world in which we

sketch is one o

THE LATE SIR WILLIAM FOLLETT

No one ever ventured to calculate upon Sir William
Follett's overlooking a slip or failing to seize an advan-
tage. Bolus teres Opts rotundus must indeed have been
the case which was to withstand his onslaughts. So ac-
curate and extensive was his legal knowledge, so acute his
discriminatiOn, so dexterous we

all his movements, so

lynx-eyed was his vigilant attention to what was going on,
that the most learned and able of his opponents were

never at their ease till after victory had been definitively
announced from the Bench—from a Court of Error—or
even the House of Lords. They were necessarily on the
qui vive to the very latest moment. Some short time be-
tore he was compelled to relinquish practice, a certain
counsel was engaged with him as junior in a case before
the Privy Council, which it was deemed of great moment
that Sir William Follett should be able to attend to.
" 1 don't exactly know how I stand in the Queen's

Bench to-morrow morning," said he, at the consultation
late over night—" but I fear that that long troublesome
case of the Railway will be brought on by
at the sitting of the Court. I'm afraid I can't get him to
put it off—but I'll try : and if he won't, I may yet be abl
to settle the case before he has _
will be very strange if all their pros

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counsel on both