If I only gits some news from mine poor Tite, Critchel, some shoy comes t' mine poor heart." And he shook his head as he said this, and leaned on his staff, and tears coursed down his wrinkled face.
The old man was overcome, and had no power to restrain his emotions.

It was several minutes before he regained control of his feelings.

Then he raised his head, and wiping his wet, dripping beard, he pointed with the fore-finger of his right hand upward, and resumed: "Critchel!" said he, in a tone as decided as it was touching, "Critchel! if tar pees un shust Got, un I knows in mine heart as tar pees un shust Got, He come to mine aid, unt He shows he pees angry mit t' man vat shays he pees mine friend t'tay un prings shorrow into mine house to-morrow." "God will make a just reckoning with us all--depend on that, Hanz," replied the other.

"But it will do no good to stand here.

We must wait until to-morrow." And the two old men proceeded up Broadway and were shut from sight in the mist.