ould not
afford to give me it; but she said, 'You must take it; I meant giving
you a Goose, but I could'nt afford to buy one. Now do take the duck, do,
Sir.' I saw it would grieve her if I refused, so I took it; _and this is
the first, and only occasion that I have taken aught from those whom I
have rescued_. And I am sure in this case, it was more blessed to give
than it was to receive, for the woman was both satisfied and delighted.
The gratitude of this poor woman, and also that of her family, seems
unabated. _Witness_--William Turner.

_Thirty-ninth._--JOHN EABY.* (July 30, 1861.)

Police Constable Green, 69, was on duty at the South-end about half-past
ten o'clock, on the morning of the above date, and about one hour before
high water, when he saw Eaby, in a fit, fall from the quay into the
Humber Dock basin. He immediately called out, 'A man overboard,' and
with the assistance of another man, got the grapplings and caught hold
of Eaby by his clothes, but he being of great weight, they tore asunder,
and he again dropped into the water. Green then called for further
assistance, when our friend ran to the rescue, and urged by Eaby's
fearful condition, and the benevolent feelings of his own noble spirit,
he immediately jumped into the water and seized the drowning man. From
the effects of the fit, the man struggled desperately. Our friend tried
to get a rope round him, but could not; he got his hand into his
preserver's mouth, and would have drowned him, had not Mr. Ellerthorpe
had so many opportunities of trial in such cases. Eaby's first
expression on coming out of his fit was, 'What are you doing here?' when
his deliverer replied, 'Havn't I as much right here as you have?' then
Eaby went off into another fit. By this time a boatman, named John
Tickells, came to our friend's assistance, and was joined by Robert Ash,
gateman, Humber Dock, who slipped the grappling rope into the boat. They
then both seized Eaby, and got him into the boat and tied his legs,
otherwise, so desperate was he, he would have split the boat up. They
then assisted our friend into the boat. Eaby struggled so desperately
that the men had great difficulty in holding him in the boat. He was
taken to his house, 20, Dagger Lane, where he was attended by Mr.
Lowther, surgeon, accompanied by policeman Green. He soon escaped,
without clothes, and, followed along the street by a crowd of people,
ran into No. 11, Fish Street, and got into one of Mr. A