"Do you see that club, gentlemen? That is the club with which Turner and Swihill, only nineteen years of age, murdered the bookkeeper near Sheffield. _Both were hung._ "Do you see this short gun, gentlemen? This is the very gun with which Dobson shot his father. _He was hung._ "This hat, gentlemen, with a hole in it, was the hat of Johnson, who was murdered near Sheffield. The hole you see is where the blow was struck that killed him." The Indians, who had looked on these things and listened to these recitals with a curious interest at first, were now becoming a little uneasy, and the old Doctor, who smiled upon several of the first descriptions, now showed symptoms of evident disquiet, retreating behind the party, and towards the door. "Do you see this knife and bloody cravat, gentlemen? With that same knife John James stuck the bailiff through the cravat, and killed him. _He was executed here._ "A fire-poker, gentlemen, with which King murdered his wife near Sheffield. _He was hung here._ "These things, gentlemen--this fork, poker, and bloody shoes--with this poker Hallet knocked his wife down, and stabbed her with the fork; and the shoes have got the blood on them yet. _Hallet was hung._ "That rope there is the one in which Bardsley was hung, who killed his own father. "A bloody axe and poker, gentlemen. With that axe and poker an old woman killed a little boy. She then drowned herself. _She was not executed._ "This shoe-knife, gentlemen, is one that Robert Noll killed his wife with in Sheffield. _He was executed._ "Another knife, with which Rogers killed a man in Sheffield. He ripped his bowels out with it. _He was hung._ "A club, and stone, and hat, gentlemen. With this club and stone Blackburn was murdered, and that was his hat: you see how it is all broken and bloody. This was done by four men. _All hung._ "The hat and hammer here, gentlemen--these belonged to two robbers. One met the other in a wood, and killed him with the hammer. _He was hung._ "That scythe and pitchfork, you see, gentlemen"---- When our guide had thus far explained, and Jeffrey had translated to the Indians, I observed the old Doctor quite outside of the museum-room, and with his robe wrapped close around him, casting his eyes around in all directions, and evidently in great uneasiness. He called for the party to come out, for, said he, "I do not think this is a good place for us to stay in any longer." We all thought it was as well, for the turnkey had as yet not described one-third of his curiosities; so we thanked him for his kindness, and took leave of him and his interesting museum.