Here lies VIN EYRE; Let fall a tear For one true man of honour; No courtly lord, Who breaks his word, Will ever be a mourner. In freedom's cause He stretched his jaws, Exhausted all his spirit, Then fell down dead. It must be said He was a man of merit. Let Freemen be As brave as he, And vote without a guinea; VIN EYRE is hurled To t'other world, And ne'er took bribe or penny. True to his friend, to helpless parent kind, He died in honour's cause, to interest blind. Why should we grieve life's but an airy toy? We vainly weep for him who died of joy. We will next give some account of an eccentric Lincolnshire schoolmaster, named William Teanby, who resided for many years at Winterton. Respecting the early years of his career we have not been able to obtain any information. At the age of 30, he was engaged as a school-master in the vestry of Winterton church. He had many scholars, and continued teaching until he had attained a very advanced age. Some years before his death a gravestone was ordered, whereon he cut in ancient court hand the epitaph of his wife and children. From this slab he mostly took his food, and long before his death, placed on two pieces of wood, it served him for a table. After the epitaph of his wife and children, he left a vacancy for his own name and age, to be inserted by a friend, which was done at his death. The coffin in which he proposed being buried was used by him a considerable time as a cupboard. The old man retained perfect possession of his senses to the last, and at the age of 95 attended the Lincoln assizes, and gave away as curiosities, many circular pieces of paper for watches, not larger than half-a-crown, on which he had written the Lord's prayer and creed. He was habitually serious. Through attending his school in the church, he became familiar with the house of death; in feasting from his stone slab, he enjoyed his meals from the very source which was afterwards to record the events of his life; and in what was his every day cupboard he now enjoys a peaceful and quiet rest. He passed away at the advanced age of 97. The tombstone bears the following lines:-- To us grim death but sadly harsh appears, Yet all the ill we feel, is in our fears; To die is but to live, upon that shore Where billows never beat, nor tempests roar; For ere we feel its probe, the pang is o'er; The wife, by faith, insulting death defies; The poor man resteth in yon azure skies;-- That home of ease the guilty ne'er can crave, Nor think to dwell with God, beyond the grave;-- It eases lovers, sets the captive free, And though a tyrant he gives liberty. The following lines also appear on the same stone:--