I could play "No One to--" and that was all.

I performed "No One to--" over eight thousand times; and as it seemed unlikely that I would ever learn the whole tune, I determined to try the effect of part of it on Mrs.A.About ten o'clock one night I crept out to the front of the house and struck up.

First, "No One to--" about fifteen or twenty times, then a few of those groans, then more of the tune, and so forth.

Then Butterwick set his dog on me, and I suddenly went into the house.

Mrs.A.had the children in the back room, and she was standing behind the door with my revolver in her hand.