The dark, damp hovel where they had crept to was scarcely four yards square; and the poor woman pointed to one corner of the floor, saying, "He dee'd i' that nook." He died there, with nothing to lie upon but the ground, and nothing to cover him, in that fireless hovel.

His wife and children crept about him, there, to watch him die; and to keep him as warm as they could.

When the relief committee first found this family out, the entire clothing of the family of seven persons weighed eight pounds, and sold for fivepence, as rags.

I saw the family afterwards, at their poor place; and will say more about them hereafter.

He told me of many other cases of a similar kind.