At Fishtoft, Mr. Smith Sessop (formerly in trade as a grocer at Boston) lost his life in endeavouring to rescue some of his father's sheep. On Saturday night, old Mr. Sessop, accidentally looking out of his house and mistaking the approaching deluge for a fall of snow upon the ground, exclaimed to his son that care should be taken of some sheep on his pastures.
The deceased immediately went forth, and before he recovered from the astonishment excited by the scene, walked through the water, in his way to the sheep into a pit, where he was drowned before any assistance could be rendered.
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