It transpired afterwards that he was perfectly innocent. This was proved beyond the shadow of a doubt. The girls confessed that they had been tutored by their aunt to give false evidence, and that there was not a shadow of truth in any of their statements. The clergyman, the Rev. Mr. Hatch, was released, the girls convicted of perjury, and there was an end of the matter. The injury sustained by Mr. Hatch cannot be estimated with anything like accuracy――it is incalculable; yet we never heard of a single shilling being subscribed for this cruelly used gentleman, who was as guiltless as any one of the readers of this work. But we should bear in mind that he was an Englishman; had he been a German probably the case would have assumed quite a different aspect. In referring to the Coram-street case, the _Cologne Gazette_ said at the time that the English sympathy with Dr. Hessel had taken too material a shape to be altogether appropriate. Sympathy in itself was merited, but, beyond that of repayment of costs and free fare to Brazil, no pecuniary recompense was due to the clergyman. We expect most of our readers will endorse the opinion expressed by the German journalist. Peace was never much of a reader at any period of his life, but during his incarceration he relieved the tedium of the hours by perusing the volumes he had selected from those brought him from the prison library. After the Governor’s diurnal visit all the prisoners were called out, and marched off into a stone yard enclosed in iron bars on two sides――on the other by stone walls. In this place Peace had an opportunity of having a look at his fellow-prisoners. All grades of society were represented by the motley group, from the City merchant to the wretched street Arab. For nearly an hour did the prisoners go round the yard in regular order, much after the fashion of soldiers. Two warders were there to keep order, and interdict any talking between the prisoners. On certain days in the week the detectives and warders from other gaols came to take stock, and see if they could recognise any of the new comers. Sometimes one would be called into the corner of the yard to undergo a closer scrutiny, and it was amusing to see how coy and bashful the hardened offenders looked while this ceremony was taking place; acquaintances were claimed that were by no means cordially reciprocated. In some cases a photograph was produced by a detective and compared to its living prototype. The moment the detectives came into the yard those whom they sought would either slink past in hopes of not being recognised, or else assume such a look of injured innocence that they thereby betrayed themselves at once. Many an “old bird” was detected by thus overdoing it.