should have the free use of both my arms. I had on at the time a
velveteen shooting coat, the large pockets of which were filled with
things I had just purchased from the store; among which I remember
there was a dozen cups and saucers, which added no inconsiderable
weight to the swimmer.

As soon as we made the shore, we ran down to the falls, to see if we
could hear anything of the poor boy. We shouted, for it was now quite
dark, but all in vain; indeed, I had not the slightest hope, as I had
seen him carried backwards over the dam into the boiling rapids below,
where the best swimmer would not have had the least chance. We failed
to discover his remains then, but found his mangled body six days
afterwards in a small lake, a mile and a half below the dam.

I was much concerned at the fate of my poor young servant, but felt
deeply grateful for my own preservation and that of Fontaine.

A few weeks after my marriage, I was detained one night from home by
business, leaving my wife, her little sister, and a small dog, called
Suffolk--so named by me in honour of my native county--the sole
occupiers of my house, of which the kitchen was still in an unfinished
state, part of the floor only being laid. We, however, had to make use
of it, until I could procure more boards to finish it, which, in those
days, were not very easy to obtain.

In the middle of the night, my wife and her sister were awakened and
dreadfully alarmed by a terrible noise in the kitchen, accompanied by
the sharp barking of the little dog. They were quite sure by the low
growls and the fury of Suffolk, that it was some wild animal, but
whether a bear or wolf they could not tell. Towards morning, this