"When I was a boy of twelve I once cheated an apple-woman out of three-halfpence.

At the age of sixteen I encountered the old woman again, and felt immense satisfaction in giving her a shilling.

But then, you see, I had done with petty cheating; I wished to clear my conscience, and look my fellow-woman in the face." "That's it, no doubt.

He seems to have got some sort of position in Liverpool society, and he didn't like the thought that there was a poor devil at Dudley who went about calling him a scoundrel.

By-the-bye, someone told him that I had taken to liquor, and was on my way to destruction generally.