n the
manner I have described. _Witness_--James Smith.

_Thirteenth._--ASHLEY TAYLOR.* (1833.)

He was seventy-five years of age, and fell from the landing place of the
Grimsby packet, opposite ----street, Hull. At that time I belonged to
the New Holland steamer, and having lost my tide at four o'clock, p.m.,
I went down to meet the packet which arrived at seven o'clock at night.
Mr. R. Curtis, Mr. Lundie, and myself, were walking near where the boat
was expected to land, when we heard a great splash in the water, but
could not see anything. We ran to the corner of Pier-street, and there
we saw something in the water, but nothing stirred. At length Mr. Lundie
said, 'I believe it is a man overboard.' I then looked more closely, and
sure enough it was a man. He had on one of those old fashioned great
coats, with three or four capes, and which were worn by gentlemen's
coachmen and boots, forty years ago; and as the capes were blowing about
in all directions, it was with great difficulty I found his head. I had
to turn him up and down, to the right and left, topsy-turvey, before I
could get his head clear. I took him to the 'Piles,' and held him there,
until a young man, who now drives a cab in Hull, came to our assistance
with a boat. We took the old man to the Humber dock watch-house, and
sent for Dr. Buchan, who used the Royal Humane Society's apparatus, and
also gave the old man a steam or vapour bath. I stayed with him in my
wet clothes till he spoke, and then I went home and got on some dry
raiment. During my absence, they took this old man to Mr. Hudson's
lodging house, in Humber-street. The night was cold, and the old man had
had a warm bath, and to expose him to the night air under such
circumstances was enough to kill him. When I arrived from New Holland,
at nine o'clock next morning, a person met me and said, 'The old man is
dead.' _Witnesses_--Richard Curtis, Richard Lundie.

_Fourteenth._--RICHARD CHAPMAN.* (1834.)

Unlike the last case, Richard was a fine boy, only seven years old: he
was the son of the late Mr. Chapman, pilot, and also brother of Mr.
Chapman, painter, of Hull. He fell into the water from the Hull Dock
Pier. At the time, I was on the deck of my packet, smoking a pipe, when
I heard some one call out, 'A boy overboard.' I sprang from the deck,
ran to the spot, plunged into the water, and in a few moments I had the
boy safe ashore. I then hastened home, got on some dry clothes, and in
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