"old Jemmy," but he's dead now; he was one of his authors, that is, he wrote some of the street-ballads for him, and very good ones they used to be, that is, for selling. Want some old 'Dying Speeches' and 'Cocks,' do you indeed; well, I a'nt got any--I don't often 'work' them things, although I have done so sometimes, but I mostly keep to the old game--'Ballads on a Subject.' You see them other things are no use only just for the day, then they are no use at all, so we don't keep them--I've often given them away. You'd give sixpence a piece for them, would you, indeed, sir; then I wish I had some of them. Now I come to think of it I know a man that did have a lot of them bye him, and I know he'd be glad to sell them, I don't know where he lives, but I sometimes see him. Oh! yes, a letter would find me. My name is Samuel Milnes, and I live at No. 81, Mint-street, that's in the Borough; you know, Guagar is the name at the house. Thank you, sir, I'm much obliged. Good day sir." Our next adventure--in pursuit of knowledge under difficulties--occured at Brighton in the month of August, 1869, and when we were winding our way through a maze of small streets lying between Richmond and Albion Hills, in the Northern part of the town, our ears voluntarily "pricked up," on hearing the old familiar sounds of a 'street, or running patterer' with the stereotyped sentences of "Horrible."--"Dreadful."--"Remarkable letters found on his person."--"Cut down by a labouring man."--"Quite dead."--"Well-known in the town."--"Hanging."--"Coroner's Inquest."--"Verdict."--"Full particulars."--"Most determined suicide."--"Brutal conduct."--&c., &c., _Only a ha'penny!--Only a ha'penny!_ Presently we saw the man turn into a wide court-like place, which was designated by the high-sounded name of "SQUARE," and dedicated to RICHMOND; hither we followed him, and heard him repeat the same detached sentences, and became a purchaser for--'_only a ha'penny!_' when to our astonishment we discovered a somewhat new phrase in cock or catchpenny selling. Inasmuch as our purchase consisted of the current number (253) of the _Brighton Daily News_--a very respectable looking and well printed Halfpenny Local Newspaper, and of that day's publication, and did in reality contain an account of a most determined suicide of an old and highly respected inhabitant of Brighton and set forth under the heading of:-- THE DETERMINED SUICIDE OF AN AGED ARTIST. REMARKABLE LETTERS OF DECEASED. Calling the man aside, we ventured upon a conversation with him in the following form:--