The Sun.
London, England, 1864-04-26 00:00:00

stored up in as marvellous abundance, considering
the narrowness of the space, as even the bulk of
the Geni who was stowed away in the brass pot
fished up out of the great deep by the Arabian
fisherman. Here then is a fragment of the record
preserved to:us by Mr. Meredith :in regard to—
Tom Breeka stuck in the mud with the Bundle of
Sticks !

A cry of "Bundle o' sticks, Tom Breeks. Don't let
slip 'bout bundle o' sticks," pulled spokesman up short.
He turned hurriedly to say, "All right," and inflated his
chest to do justice to the illustration of the faggots of
JEsop ; but Mr, Tom Breek3 had either taken in too much
etc-) hi* the ale tliat had hitherto successfully prompted him
was antipathetic to the nits dellcaby of an apologae; for
110 w Arit began to work and his forehead had to be
hopped, and he lashed the words "Union and Harmony"
right and left, until, coming on a sentence that sounded in
his cars like the close of his speech, he Atared alicad) with a
dim idea that he had missed a point. "Bundle o' sticks,"
lustily shettted, reeived his apprehensicn but the sole
Act was to mane him 'ook on the ground and lift his hat
on the point of a perplexed finger. Ho could not conceive
how the bundle of sticks was to be brought in now ; or
what to say concerning them. Union and Harmony :
what more Could be stud P Mr. Tom Breeks tried a re-
monstrance with his backers. He declared to them that
ho had fl fished, and had brought in the Bundle. They
replied that they had not heard it; that the Bundle was the
foundation-sentiment of the Club ; the first sentiment after
the Crown; and that he mtist go on till the Bundle had
been brought in. Hereat, the unhappy man faced Squire
Pole again. It was too abject a position for an English-
man to endure. Torn Breeks cast his hat to earth, " I'm
dashed if I
can bring in the Bundle I"
Hardly anyone who has not read the the context
can conjcct ore the fun there is, moreover—the rare,
bright-eyed fun sunning every syllable of the fol-
lowing record by our novelist of the way in which
the rival club carry off, with cheers, end a march,
and an impromptu parody, the sense of having been
outwitted by Torn Breeks and his fellows; outwitte
that ig in obtaining largess (othel Wise beer money)
from Mr. Pole on the lawn at flrookfield. Uncon-
scious of having been anticicipated or forestalled—
Their case was stated : whereupon Mr. Pole told them
that he had just been "milked," and regretted it, hilt r`ce
quested them to see that he could not possibly be equal to
atiY second proceeding of the sort. On their turning to
consult together? he advised there to bear it with fortitude.
"All right) sir !" they said i and a voice from the ranks
informed him that their word was " Jolly." Then a signal
was given, and these indomitable fellows cheered the lord
of Brookfield as lustily as if they had accomplished the feat
of milking him twice in an hour. Their lively hurrahs set
him blinking in extreme discomposure of spirit, and he was
fumbling at hIS pocket, when the drum a little precipitately
thumped : the ranks fell into order,•and the departure was
led by the tune of the "King of the Cannibal Islands :"
a tune that is certain to create a chorus on the march. On
this occasion) the line ;

"Oh I didn't you know you were done, sir!"
became general at the winding up of the tune. Boys with
their elders frisked as they chimed it, casting an emphasis
of infinite relish on the dec!aration "done ;" as if they de-
lighted in applying it to Mr. role, though at their own
expense.

Soon a verse grew up :
" We march'd and call'd on Mister Pole,
Who hadn't a penny, upon his soul,
For Ipley came and took the whole,
And didn't you know you were done, sir I''

I need not point out to the sagacious that Bill:ord and
not Mr. Pole had been " done ;" but this was the genius of
the men who transferred the opprobrium to him, Never-
theless, th. ugh their manner of welcoming misfortune was
such, I, knowing that there is not a deadlier animal than
a "done" Briton, have shudders for Ipley,

Apart from the delightful atmosphere breathed
through the whole story—its pervading atmo-
spere, that is of the racily, refreshingly,
hilariously, genially, irresistib)y humorous—the
tale has many subtle beauties of its own that
will cause " Etnilia in England" to live long in
its reader's recollection. Emilia's one rare and
priceless gift, her Voice, is therein for one thing
most exquisitely celebrated. And so for that mat-
ter, in the third volume, is her ripened beauty,
more especially where she is described as perfecting
that loveliness of hers by donning the purple
velvet dress in which the natural glory of her
beauty became yet further glorified by art ! We
commend the portraiture of her in that dress to
some one (MOOR our Master Painters, to some one
amongst them, that is, who has a subtler sense than
the rest of consummate Beauty whether of Colour,
Form, or Expression. It is suggestive of a com-
panion picture to the late Augustus Egg's glowing
delineation of Esmond girded with the scarf by
the Beatrix of Thackeray. As we close "Emilia in
England—the last volume of which appears to us,
by the way, wonderfully inferior in every respect
(among other things, for example, in the construction
of the plot and in the very style of the writing) to
both the first or the second—as we close the book
we count upon a sequel to it. By the whole con-
struction of the story, indeed, we cannot but think
that a sequel to it is, we might even go so far as
to say, just absolutely necessitated. And we cer-
tainly shall look for that sequel at the hands of Mr.
Meredith.

Daring the last few days there has not been much
animation in the Foreign and Colonial Produce
Markets. Sugar, however, has fully supported
previous prices; coffee, on the other hand, has been
at rather lower rates, owing to the large arrivals.
In rice, fruit, and spices, there has been an average
amount of business reported, without any material
change in prices, while in tallow business has been
inactive, and quotations for both present and for-
ward delivery show a downward tendency.
The demand for monetary accommodation has
been slightly increased to•day by the arrangements
in preparation for the approaching settlement at
the Stock Exchange. The supply of floating capital
in the open market is, however, well maintained,
and the rates therefore continue at 6 per cent, for
the negotiation of the best shor► dated securities.
About 60,000 sovereigns were withdrawn from
the Bank yesterday for transmission to Alexandria.

Tom BROWN FOR FINSBURY.—We u❑dersta❑d
that a number of the electors of Finsbury, a borough
which Rill be vacated by Sir Morton Peto's retire-
men,, have requested Mr. Hughes to stand on the
Liberal side. If the statement is true it will be the
most creditable thing the borough has done for
years, for Mr. Hughes will neither job for the
electors, latter thtm, nor swallow their pledges.
He is a strong Liberal, or rather. Radical—one o
those who think that our next business is to fight
pauperism, and a man with a real care for the
working classes, if Finsbury has the intelligence
to accept such a nomination, and send " Tom
Brown" to Parliament, it will have done at least
something to wards making educated men believe
that big boroughs know how to choose represen-
tatives.—Spectator.
On the morning of the deport are of the Emperor
and Empress of Mexico from Rome, the Pope con-
ferred on the latter the Grand Cross of the Order
of Pius IX. The Emperor gave the Mexican Order
of Notre-Dame de Guadelupe to General de Monte-
bello.

The Emperor has received a letter from the Queen
of Spain, notifying the death of her nephew, the
Infante Don Felipe Ramon-Marie, son of the Duke
and Duchess de rvlontpensier.

TRIALS ON CHARGES OF MURDER AT GLASGOW.—
On Saturday, at the Glasgow Circuit Court, Lord
Deas presiding, an Irishman named John Riley was charged
with murder. It appeared that on the night of Monday, the
17th December last, on the Biggar-road, in the parish of
Bothwell, the prisoner assaulted Nancy Stevens, or Laffy
wife of Thomas Laffy, collier, residing at Legbrannock, in
the parish of Bothwell, and with a wooden stake or stone,
struck her a number of severe blows on the head, face,
neck, chest, hands, and arms, and threw her on the ground
and kicked her with his feet. He then thrust a piece of
wood several times into her person. She died in conse-
quence of her irjurics. The prisoner, in a firm yoice,
pleaded not guilty, and a jury being empannelled the
case went to trial. The prisoner was defended by Mr.
C. T. Couper and Mr. Crawford. After a trial which
listed from 10 in the forenoon till about 10 minutes
past one on Sunday morning, the jury returned
with a verdict finding by a majority the prisoner guilty as
charged. Sentence was delayed. At the same court, on
Saturday, Lord Neaves presiding, a joiner named Peter
Blair was accused of murder. On Tuesday, Feb. 23 last, in
Maitland-street, Cowcaddens, he assaulted Jessie Noble, or
Gordon, or Blair, then residing with him in Debbie's Loan,
and with a knife stabbed her on the left side of her neck
and right shoulder; she was mortally wounded, and imme-
diately, or soon thereafter, died. The prisoner, who pleaded
Not Guilty, was defended by Thos. Watson, een., and Mr.
Wra. Inglis, jun, After a lengthened trial the jury re-
turned a verdict unanimously fading the prisoner guilty of
culpable homicide, and he was sc,atcnced to 15 ;7- ears' penal
servitude.