The Potteries Examiner : — 1879-12-20 (Stoke-on-Trent, Staffordshire, England)

CHAPTER XVII. 1_ FRIEND AND COUNSIi!,LpIt.,  The days of deep dungeons and clanking chains are past. Men immurred in prison, under suspicion of even the heaviest crimes, have light and air, and a liberal allowance of food, access to them for their friends, at stated houra is never denied, and every facility is aftorded of the getting up of a defence. The bare fact of being in primon is, of course, sufficiently depressing, but Clarence was agreeably disappointed when, on his arrival, he, after being searched—a necessary but disagreeable proceeding— was shown into a light airy cell, clean and pure as any place could be. There was a table and two chairs, materials for writing, and the man who ushered him in pointed out the handle of a bell which he was to ring if he required anything. "There', only two things you can't have," said the man, on the morning of. the second day, " them's epiiits and tabocco ; whatever also you want you Can have if your friends pay for it. " Friend') !" rejoined Clarence, bitterly, "1 have no friends;" then his conscience pricked him, andhe murmured, "only one—Heaven bless her !" ,Left alone, he sat down and he seriously ran over the perils of his position. Mr. Bolton had been murdered, and he was suspected of the crime, and what were the grounds for that suspicion ? " First, he and his benefactor had undoubtedly quarrelled. Secondly, on the night of the murder, Clarence apparently fled from Ulendown, a strong item against him this. Thirdly, the weapon had been found upon him—conclusive evidence in the eyes of the worli—and scores of mini have been Lung upon this. He knew this, but still hoped that there might be some loophole for escape. 'Shall I accuse Sybil Wadley, P". he thought; "her hand fired the shot. Cut who would believe me ? Who would credit for a moment that such a tigress-like nature lies beneath her beautiful form? No, I should fail utterly, and but aggravate the danger of my position. What, then, is to be dotal' I must have some friend outside to watch for me, but who shall be that frieuu t Murk t—no, I saw him turn aside as if he sickened at my guilt. Nelly ? what could that poor child do ? Ilerbert ?—no, he is no friend of mine. I =I, indeed, an outcast, helpless and alone." The rattle of keys, and the turning of the luck aroused him. The gaoler entered anti announced— " A gentleman to see you, sir." Clarence stood up, surprised by the appearance of an utter stranger—a cool, easy old geutlennaa between fifty and sixty years, who signed to-the turnkey to leave them, put his hat and gloves upon the little table, and took a seat. "Surprised to Bee me, young sire" he said, looking carefully at Clarence over his glasses. "The appearance of a stranger at such a time naturally astonishes me," returned Clarence. " Sit down," rejoined the other, "I am not the utter stranger you imagine me to be; your signature is very familiar to me, it became very much during year stay at college. My name is James Torney, and I was Mr. Bolton's agent. My card, young sir; yeu sill see I speak truly." "tile not doubt you, sir," replied Clarence, 'that why are you here r "To talk over this watched affair," was the "lain innocent, sir," cried Clarence. (To be continued).  t. is notified that Sir Edward Watkiu has taken cloinJoinship of the Western and Brazilian Tale. +it conilauly, in OUCC(8e1011 to 16 late Ur. H.  fresh development of the Newman Hall divorce ybe looked tor. Mrs. Newman Hall haA net . a volume entitltd " Skttchev itnd  blturday last was the 62nd anniversary of the birth ,r the Very Rev. Arthur l'enrhyn Stir& , DI).. Dean of Westminster, who won born an 181 a.