The anti-monopolist., 1874-10-08

he spoke to the dead or dying. He
read out letter which Mr.. Guildford
Onslow had written, full Of zeal, and
hope, and encouragement. He listened
gratefully but spoke not word.. He
himself is allowed to receive no letters;
he knows nothing of the outside world.
Asked if he heard anything, he an
swered sadly, ''No, nothing but the
scream of the wind.'' He is under
the doctors hands, but his
hours seemed numbered. 1t is
impossible that he can long survive.
Lord Rivers asked him what sort of a
bed he had. The poor fellows coun-
tenance fell. The wander interposed,
saying. "You must not ask, and he
must not answer any questions about
the prison discipline. After this, Of
course, no more was said on the subject.
DR.. kenealy, after they had been there
about five minutes, said to him: ssSir
Roger, the Jesuit and whig prints are
circulating far and wide that the prison
has unmasked one of your disguises.
and that your hair is red like Orton's.
Permit me to request you to remove
your cap that may judge for myself"
lie gave a melancholy half
smile, and removed dark
colored cap 1t looked like
brown paper--from his head. The red
and carroty locks Of Orton appeared
not, but the dark hair of Roger Itch
borne--nearly as dark as that of his
uncle, Alfred Seymour, whose remark
able likeness to him has always been
noticed. But his sufferings have
changed its general appearance. Amid
the shining black could be seen thin
gray lines; in a little while he will be
white. if, indeed. he lives throughout
the year. The warder also kept his
eyes fixed on Sir Roger, who did not
resume his cap during the rest of the
interview, but held it in his poor,
weak hand. He said he was to
be removed in three months, but
whittier he knew not. He who is
within those walls may as we'll be dead
for augbt he learns Of the thing outside.
Sir Rogers next removal will probably
be into the grave. He inquile ed anx.
iously after his children. Alas! those
beautiful ones little know of their faith
cr's condition, and it is we'll for them
that they do not. The only thing
about which he seemed anxious was the
writ of error. DR.. Kenealy cheered
him by expressing his strong belief that
it would be granted, and that the
house of lords would do him
right. He did not know that
Sir John Karslake had ceased to be
attorney general until he was told; he
said Sir John would assuredly have
given his fat for the writ. He spoke
with sorrow of Lord Selborne being
present at the Westminster play,
in which he (Sir Rogers) had been mer.
cilessly ridiculed, and said it was an indi-
cation of the feelings of all the cabinet
against him. He said that Mrs. w.
Hilbert pretended to have high in
huence with -, and complained OF
her conduct. He gave some kind re.
membranes and messages to absent
friends, and hoped the people of Eng
land would not desert his children.
His eyes frightened for an in.
slant when Mr.. and Mrs. Evans oi
Leicester, were named, but his general
bearing was that of . man already dead
to the world, and wishing be out Of
it. He complained of the conduct Of
several of the jury, who had led him to
believe that they believed to him, and
specially mentioned Turner, the shoe.
maker, who. he said, as he passed him
about ten days before the verdict in a
cab with three ladies, took of his hat
and waved it, crying aloud: "Bravo,
Sir Roger! Cheer up!'' His visitors
did all they could to give him heart,
but their efforts were unavailing, and
they left downcast in spirits, deegly af:
fected at all they saw and heard.