The Sun.
London, England, 1864-08-31 00:00:00

THAMES.

A NIGHT SCENE IN PorlA.n,—William Connor, a sea-
man, Richard Ward, workman, and Ann Hughes, a seam-
stress, who gave another ulnae, last night were brought
before Mr Paget, charged 'with being drunk, disorderly,
and assaulting police constables in the execution of their
duty.

Last night, or rather his morning, at a few minutes
past twelve o'clock, the prisoners came out of the Green
Dragon publichouso in High-street, Poplar, and began
shouting and bawling. They were desired by a police
constable named Owen, No. 305 K, to move on and go
home. Connor, who was mad with drink, began to pull
off his guernsey shirt, and said he had left his ship to have
a spree, and would fight any one, or fight all the world.
He was taken into custody by another constable, named
Sorrell, No. 410 K, w hom he kicked violently on the legs,
and nearly disabled him, Sorrell took his staff from his
case and gave Connor one blow, and succeeded in taking
him into custody. George Osborne, No. 129 K, took
Ward into custody, and the female said he should not go,
and pulled him away. A scene of great disorder ensued,
and the screams and shouts of the woman, who used very
bad language, were frightful. At last, and with additional
assistance, the prisoners were all secured. A crowd of 200
persons assembled in the High-street, and the disorder was
very great. Respectable and quiet inhabitants complained
of the disturbance.

Mr Paget said that Connor had seriously injured the
constable he had kicked, and he should sentence him to one
month's imprisonment and hard labour. He sentenced the
woman Hughes to seven days' imprisonment and hard
labour, and discharged Ward, who had not offered any re-
sistance to the police.

MARKETS—This Day.

HAY MARKETS.

The amounts of English wheat fresh up to our market
to-day were but moderate. The demand, however, for all
qualities ruled inactive, at Monday's quotations. The
quality of the produce was very good.
Most descriptions of Foreign wheat were in fair supply
but the amount of business transacted in them was very
moderate, at previous rates.
Floating cargoes of grain moved off slowly, at previous
quotations.
The supply of barley on the stand was small. For all
quotations, the trade was firm, and Monday's currency was
well supported.
The malt trade was quiet, on former terms.
With oats, the market was well supplied, and the trade
for all quotations held somewhat active, at very full prices.
Beans and peas wero firm, at fully late rates.
The demand for flour was steady, and prices ruled
tolerably steady.

ARRIVALS THIS •WEEK.
Wheat. Barley, Malt. Oats. Flour.
English 1,170 230 1,490 200 1,130
Irish — 2,200 .
Foreign 11,810 1,120 43,740 3,090 sirs.
1,340 brie.

BOROUGH HOP.
New hope aro selling at £6 to 49 per cwt. Last year's
hops move tiff steadily, at full prices. Old hope dull.

WIIITECHAPEL.

The supply of meat on salo is moderate, and the trade
rules heavy, at the annexed quotations :
Beef, from 2s 10d to 4s 4d; mutton, 3s 81 to 4s 8d;
veal, 31 6d to 48 8d; and pork, 3s 4d to 48 41 per Blbs by
the carcase.

GENERAL STEAM NAVIGATION COMPANY.--The
seventy-ninth half-yearly meeting of the share-
holders in this company was held yesterday, at their offices,
71, Lombard-street, John Wilkin, Esq,, in the chair. The
report of the directors, and a statement of tho accounts for
the half-year to the 30th Juno last, were read to the meet-
ing and unanimously adopted. The customary dividend of
14s per share, being at the rate of 10 per cent, per annum
was declined, and the cordial thanks of the proplietor. were
voted to the chairman and directors for their continual ex-
ertions in the management cf the company's affairs, after
which the meeting separated.

TliE 6' INSPECTION" AT DEPOT.—The barracks
were on a hill commanding the town, which had
been fashioned irresolutely into a sort of fort —and when the
sun was shining, little lengths of scarlet ribbon were seen
to unwind themselves on the walls, like a cheerful edging
to a dull grey surtout, attended also by lively drumming,
and the winding of trumpets. In this sort of clumsily dis-
guised reformatory, the soldiers took their punishment,
were drilled, snapped at with words of command, and,
above all, " inspected." Which dreadful operation was
now just being performed. It was a depot, and samples of
several regiments were herded together for training and exer-
cise. Major-General Shortall had been down, a gaunt, red-
cheeked man, with what used to be termed the mutton-chop
whisker, and who was determined to do his all to save the
service from the destruction to which it was hurrying—by
keeping his upper lip clean and bare. The men had been
scrubbed, pipeclayed, French polished, burnished, holy-
stoned even ; had been reviled and sworn into perfect
cleanliness, before General Shortall was taken down the
ranks. With a scowl of distrust, as though each private
was busy hiding some breakage or stain, and might, after
all, skilfully evade detection of his crime, the general
walked down by a row of chests and faces, pried into but-
tons, twitched open cartouche-boxes, and pulled at straps
sourly, then walked up a row of backs, poked, probed as if
he were making a aurgicul examination, and finished off a

line with an air of disappointment. Colonels and captains
walked with him in agitation. In the evening General
Shortall was to dine with the mess; so also, was Sir
Charles Longman, the generic, territorial person of quality,
and one or two gentlemen, It was a sort of little festival.
The general, m a grudging sort of fashion, had allowed
some commendation to be wrung from him, in which the
words "efficient" and " Boldier_like" were distinguishable.
So there was a weight of care off the minds of the superior
officers, Like two kings at a conference, Sir Charles Long-
man and General Shortall met on the rug, as at a free
town. Colonel Senbow presented them to each other. The
gene..al said he had known a Longman in "my old regi-
ment" in Jamaica, and Sir Charles, -promptly fixing his
glass in position, and painfully investigating the general all
over, said, doubtfully, " that he—er—didn't know." They
went into dinner then, in a sort of clanking procession.—
"Nerer Forgotten„" lit Charles Dicii7ens's "1411 the Year
Routul,"