Han yo ony o' that mak' wi' yo ?" She said," My husban' were th' o'erlooker o' th'weighvers at "Owd Tom's.' They stopt to fettle th' engine a while back, an' they'n never started sin'.

But aw guess they wi'n do some day." We had not many yards to go to the next place, which was a poor cottage in Fletcher's Row, where a family of eight persons resided.

There was very little furniture in the place, but I noticed a small shelf of books in a corner by the window.

A feeble woman, upwards of seventy years old, sat upon a stool tending the cradle of a sleeping infant.

This infant was the youngest of five children, the oldest of the five was seven years of age.