flowing gray locks.

Good Larkin Moore was well known through the two neighboring
counties, Essex and Middlesex. We saw him afterward on the banks
of the Merrimack. He always wore a loose calico tunic over his
trousers; and, when the mood came upon him, he started off with
two canes,--seeming to think he could travel faster as a
quadruped than as a biped. He was entirely harmless; his only
wish was to preach or to sing.

A characteristic anecdote used to be told of him: that once, as a
stage-coach containing, only a few passengers passed him on the
road, he asked the favor of a seat on the top, and was refused.
There were many miles between him and his destination. But he did
not upbraid the ungracious driver; he only swung his two canes a
little more briskly, and kept breast of the horses all the
way, entering the town side by side with the inhospitable
vehicles--a running reproach to the churl on the box.

There was another wanderer, a blind woman, whom my mother treated
with great respect on her annual pilgrimages. She brought with
her some printed rhymes to sell, purporting to be composed by
herself, and beginning with the verse:--

"I, Nancy Welsh, was born and bred
In Essex County, Marblehead.
And when I was an infant quite
The Lord deprived me of my sight."

I labored under the delusion that blindness was a sort of