He was examining an iron plough which had been left at the side of the sparsely travelled street, after having been used for turning up the soil of aneighbouring garden. The interest he showed in thi3 article of agriculture was such as to indicate that it was quite new to him, and sufficient to at tract the attention and rouse the curiosity of the passing warder. As the latter looked at the plough he said in an undertone :

' At three o'clock this afternoon Madam Pushkin and her daughter were placed in one cell, and the matrifel (keeper) said ho had orders to allow them to remain to gether.' ' God be praised I 1 ejaculated the lawyer. 'The Governor has a heart after all.'

The warder did not comment upon Kosa vitch's remark, as he considered ifc more an expression of feeling than something ad drossed to himself. He went on without emotion or tha least sign of it: 'No orders were issued in the case of Harbmann and young: Pushkin, bub I over heard something indistinctly that the sma tritfl was saying to another warder, which makes me think they'll be allowed to see each other every day. Smotre ! (Look !)' By this time ho had finished his examina tion" of the agricultural implement, and continued bis homeward walk. As bespoke the last word and moved away, he dropped at, the lawyer's feeb, a small wad of paper which the latter carelessly picked up while storpinir to see how the clevis was fastened to tho beam of the plough. Very quietly the paper was conveyed to the pocket of its recipient, and it was nob removod until ho was safe within his house and secure from observation. It could not be a long letter as the ball was not larger than a pea and nearly the colour of the ground where it fell, bub notwithstanding its appearance it was very precious to the recipient. This mode of communication was long in use in tho Petropavlovsk prison at St. Petersburg. The prisoners in solitary con finement wore exercised separately for ten minutes daily in the court-yard. 