Kicked out of there for something shady. Beneath these prints, a cluster of hobnails, driven into the wall, formed certain letters, which, if properly deciphered, produced the words, "Paul Groves, cobler;" and under the name, traced in charcoal, appeared the following record of the poor fellow's fate, "Hung himsel in this rum for luv off licker;" accompanied by a graphic sketch of the unhappy suicide dangling from a beam. . "Because it's not like you," was her answer. Let me bind you up, and then you can attend to her. "I'll tell you all about it presently. Another labyrinth in hell!" A smile broke over the trader's face. A light was visible in the garret, feebly struggling through the damp atmosphere, for the night was raw and overcast.
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