The Sun.
London, England, 1864-03-18 00:00:00

THAMES.

A FAMILY WITHOUT LEGS.—Jeremiah Hurley, an
Irish tailor, was brought before Mr. Page', charged with
being drunk and very noisily commemorating the anniver-
sary of St. Patrick in a beershop in Rosemary-lane, and
breaking sundry panes of glass.
Daniel Smith, an Irish dwarf, was the complainant. He
is without legs. Several members of his family have been
ushered into this breathing world without legs, and one of
them, a female dwarf, the complainant's sister, bas long
been in the practice of soliciting alms of the eailors and
others in Wellclose-square. The complainant, who has a
large and intelligent facs, was a mendicant, saved some
money, and took a lodging-house in Rosemary•dello, which
has been dignified with the name of Royal Mint-street. The
railway company for forming an extension from the Black-
wall line to the London Dock required his lodging-house,
and compensated him for the removal. Smith has opened
a beer-house and grocery at 123, Rosemary-lane, and by
his industry and civility is likely to make a little money
there. Although a dwarf, and without legs, he has capti-
vated the affections of a large and handsome woman with
legs, to whom he is married. Yesterday Smith's house was
filled with Irish, and there was a piper there who played
Irish national airs. The mirth was kept up for a long
time and all was going on well, when the prisoner, who
had been keeping up St. Patrick's day elsewhere, entered
the house drunk, made a disturbance, and on the dwarf
and his friends attempting to eject him, he made an
onslaught on Smith's windows and broke several
panes of glass. A general scrimmage ensued, the prisoner
was turned out of the house, and numerous policemen
escorted him to the station-house.

The prisoner said he had been a teetotaller some time,
and broke the temperance pledge yesterday.

Mr. Paget—What, for?
The prisoner—lt was St. Patrick's Day.
Mr. Paget--That is not the reason you should be intoxi-
cated.

The prisoner—l had a pint of ale and some beer in
Smith's house.

Smith—He came into my house intoxicated and riotous.
Mr. Paget—You should not have supplied a drunken
man with any ale or beer. _

Smith—l did not, sir. He got beer from others.

Mr. Paget sentenced the prisoner to pay a fine of Is., and
20s. the value of the broken glass, or imprisoned for one
week.

THE FOUNDLING AT MOSCOW,—Of all the
thousand children, babies, nurk4eB, matrons, and
governesses I beheld from the time I first ascended the
steps of the Vospitatelnoi Dom, to the time Schnaps
ordered me away and put me into the carriage, I never saw
a sour, cross, or in any way unhappy face ; all was radiant
with content, innocent gaiety, and quiet cheerfulness; and
this fact told me snore of how the vast charity was carried
on than all the statistics in all the blue• books of the world
would have done.—Once a Week..

DUVAL, THE NAME OF THACKERAY'S LAST
STORY, was apparently a great favourite with the author.
In Ills articles in Fraser, a Duval is frequently mentioned,
and in his better known Christmas story about" Dr, Throb
and his Young Friends," Duval, it may be remembered, is
the pirate of the school, who wrier has a shilling but what
ha levies from the other boys,