They were few in number, but they showed many varieties of disposition.

One hung his head, and doggedly tramped round the wretched enclosure; another walked erect and stiff, with an air of defiance; another shuffled along with a vacant stare, as though dazed by his fate; another looked as indifferent as though he were walking along the street; and another leered at his companions in misfortune, as though the whole thing were an elaborate joke.

For a few minutes I trotted behind Mr.Ramsey, with whom I exchanged a few cheerful words, but the vigilant officers soon separated us.

"How long have ye got ?" was the constant question of the man at my rear, until the officers detected, and removed him.

I was surprised and annoyed at this easy familiarity, but I grew accustomed to it afterwards.