The noise of voices grew loud in the yard. O'Brien came running up to me,-- "Please come out here, ma'am. They have had an awful time with Callahan, I know by the way she swears; but she will mind you if you speak to her. She behaves well enough if she is only treated half decent." I went to the door. Callahan was coming up the walk between two officers, raving frightfully, shouting and swearing. When she came into the entry she smashed her hand through every pane of glass that she could reach, gashing her arms and spattering the blood on the floor and walls. As soon as I could get her attention, which it took me some time to do, she was so excited, I spoke to her,-- "Callahan, stop! haven't you promised to be a good woman when you are with me?" She looked at me, lowered her voice, but kept on with her talk. In a few moments I spoke again,-- "Callahan, stop!" She turned to me, and answered, but pleasantly,-- "Can't the Deputy take care of me?" "Certainly! but you ought to have respect enough to my feelings to talk decently where I am." "I have cut my hands awfully;" and she held out her arm towards me. "Yes, you have. Shall I bind it up for you?" I sent for bandages and water, and bound up her hands and arms. She washed the blood-stains from her clothes, and made herself tidy. "That will do, Callahan! We want to lock you in now." She looked at the key which I held in my hand. "I am ready; lock me up." The key was turned, and Callahan was in solitary again. Not long afterwards, when all was quiet, I passed her door. She called to me,-- "Look here!" "Well, Callahan." "I'm sorry I talked so bad before you; but I was so mad I didn't know what I said. I've got no spite against you." "I am sorry you have against any one." "O that she-d--l in the shop! I'd send her into eternity if I could get hold of her!" "Stop, Callahan! will you be gentle and patient while you are here with me?" "Yes, for you I will. But look here! my arm pains me, and it's swelled awfully! I'm afraid there's glass in it." "I think you can see the Doctor if you wish. I think he had better see it. I'll go ask the Deputy to send him in." "Thank you; I wish you would. I'm afraid there's glass in it, and it will be awful sore if it stays there." I whistled for the Deputy, told him what Callahan said, and he sent the Doctor in. When she was first locked in he had told me not to open her cell unless he were present. He was a new Deputy who had come into office that day, and evidently felt the responsibility that was attached to his office, and the consequence it gave him. "You will come round when it is time to give her food?" "Yes."