Scolding them helped not.

It was "a pensive sight." To impress me with a due sense of his honesty and high character, the professor informed me one day that he was personally acquainted, as he verily believed, with every policeman in England.

"You see, rya," he remarked, "any man as is so well known couldn't never do nothing wrong now,--could he ?" Innocent, unconscious, guileless air--and smile! I shall never see its equal.

I replied-- "Yes; I think I can see you, Puro, walking down between two lines of hundreds of policemen--every one pointing after you and saying, 'There goes that good honest -- - the honestest man in England!'" "Avo, rya," he cried, eagerly turning to me, as if delighted and astonished that I had found out the truth.

"That's just what they all pens of me, an' just what I seen 'em a-doin' every time." "You know all the police," I remarked.