Wo will ada but one furt that it thority on which it comes to satisfy the reader that he has not passed unaware into the region of romance, We received it from Sir Edmund Hornby, late Chief Judge of the Supreme Court of China and Japan, who describes himself as 'a lawyer by education, family, and tradition, wautmirad firat narrates how it was ing in' imagination, and no believer in
hanghai to allow reporters to the evening, to yet his written judgments for the next day's vee of the who was He was reticent about hi and I history. In appearance he was Touly knew birn as a reporter, and had no other relations with him. On the day whau the event occurred, in 1875 or 1876, T wont to my study an hour or two alter din: ner, and wrote out my judgment, Tt wae then about half-past eleven, 1 rang for the butler gave him the envelope and told him to Pwas in bed before. twe jive it to the reporter who should call for
light at and my wife a very heavy one, Indeed, it is difficult to rouse her out of her place; on the mant and the gas in the handel but only 20 low as to admit of my seeing the time at avy tine of the night, for—waking easily and trequontly—I often smoked a cigarette before L went to sleep again, and always desired to know the ho hind gone to sleep, when I was awakened by hearing " tap at rudy door, but think. ing it might be the butler—louking to ace if the fire were safe and the gas turned off—I turned over with the view of getting to sleep again, Before I did go, I heard a tap at my bedroom door, "Still thinking it might be the butler, who might have something to aay, I aid, Come in,' 'The door open my 't oat' up rise, in walked Mr.—. and said, 'You have mistaken the door; but the butler has the judgment, #0 go and got it,' Instead of lo came to the foot edge of ti "srn—, you forget yourself Have the goodness to walk out directly, 'This ie rather an abuse of my favour.' He joked deadly pale, but was dressed in his usual dress, aud.was certainly quite sober, and said, '1 now I am guilty of an unwarrantable intrusion, but finding that you were not in your study I have ventured here." 1 was losing my temp the man's manner di me to jump out of bed to So I said simply, Ti Sot so-he put one hand on the foots y leave the room
gently, as if in pain, eat down on the foot of the bed. I glanced at the clock and saw that it was about twenty minutes past one. I mid, 'The b had the judgment aluco hal He gi new all the circumstances you would. 'Time presse: Pray give me a precis of your judgment, an I will take ote in my book of it,' drawing his reporter's book out of his breast pocket. I anid, 'I will do nothing of the kind. Go downstairs, fad the butler, and don't disturb me—you will wake. wy wife; otherwise I shall have to. put you out,' He slightly Who let you in?
devil do you mean? Are you drank?? He replied, quietly, No, and never shall shut I pray your lori give me your decision, for my time You don't seem to care about my and this is the last time I will ever reporter in my house" He stopped hart, saying, This is the lust time I commotion might gist of my judgment in as few words ighten ly wife, I shortly gave He seemed to be tal down it, mi two or had alway: the door, and went ray. I looked at the clock; it was on the stroke of alf-past one, (lady Hornby awoke, thinking she and her' husband told what happened, and dressing next morning).
to the court a little before t in to my room id A aad thing happened last ni Poor—was found dead in his rool Bless my soul dear m and who ave only the judge's judgment would be ready, for bed. then have finiehed."= didn't come, abe went up agai quarter to one, to his room and peeped i and thought she saw him writing, but she di disturb him, At hall-past ove she again went to him and spoke to him at the door. As he did not answer, she thought he had fallen asleep, #0 she went up to rouse hin.
hor horror he was dead. On the floor was is note-book, which I have brought away. She sent for the doctor, who arrived a little after two, and said be had been dead, he concluded, about an hour.' I looked at the uotebook. "There was the usual head and then followed a few lines of indecipherable shorthand, I sent for the magistrate who would act as coroner, end desired him to examine Mr,—'s wife and servants as to whether had left his home, or could possibly hia loft it without their knowledge, between and one on the previous night, Th slowed he died of someformof heart lad not, and could not hi to it ni friends asked my could remember wh:
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