One only, however, fell within my own observation.

I was passing the provision store, when a man, with a wild haggard countenance, who had just received his daily pittance to carry home, came out.

His faltering gait, and eager devouring eye, led me to watch him, and he had not proceeded ten steps before he fell.

I ordered him to be carried to the hospital, where, when he arrived, he was found dead.

On opening the body, the cause of death was pronounced to be inanition.] Farther to contribute to the detection of villainy, a proclamation, offering a reward of sixty pounds of flour, more tempting than the ore of Peru or Potosi, was promised to any one who should apprehend, and bring to justice, a robber of garden ground.
Our friend Baneelon, during this season of scarcity, was as well taken care of as our desperate circumstances would allow.