The Sun.
London, England, 1863-04-15 00:00:00

THE MURDER IN ST, GILES'S.

Another day has passed over, and no satisfactory
clue has been obtained towards unravelling the
mystery which hangs over the brutal murder which
was perpetrated in George-street, St. Giles's, on
Thursday last. Yesterday the police were in con-
stant communication with the friends and associates
the murdered woman, Emma Jackson, and al-
though they have not received such information as
justifies them in fixing their suspicions upon any
particular individual, yet they are hopeful that the
scraps of intelligence which are being► constantly
furnished to them may lead to something conclu-
sive. A reward of £lOO, which it is understood
will be offered to-day, by the Home.offi..,e, for such
information as may lead to the arrest of the mur-
lerer, may serve as a stimulus to persons who have
knowledge to communicate, if indeed the awful
secret is not locked in the breast of the murderer
himself. Yesterday, Dr. Weeks, of High-street,
Bloomsbury, to whom the coroner committed the
duty of making a post mortem examination, com-
pleted his task, and the body has been removed from
(3reorge-street, for interment. It is understood that
Dr. Weeks is convinced that his first impressions
were correct, and that the deceased could not have
by herself inflicted the wounds which caused her
death. It is also understood that he has not found
on the body of the deceased any traces of poison, as
was at first supposed to be the case. How the man
got out of the house, while the door of his room
was fastened, is still a point of difficulty with the
police. They seem rather inclined to the opinion
that the murderer did not drop out of the window,
as suggested ; but that there being a door leading
into the front room, where two girls were sleeping,
he availed himself of that means of effecting his
escape. Sergeant Lambert and Sergeant Thomson,
who have the case in hand, are indefatigable in
their exertions to bring their investigations to a
successful issue.

TOM HOOD'S ANSWER TO CORRESPONDENTS.—
The " Essay on Agricultural Distress would only increase
it." The " Tears of Sensibility had better be dropped."
"B is surely humming.'' The " Echo will not answer."
The " Sonnet to the Rising Sun must have been written
fora Lark."

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HER MAJESTY,

WINDSOR. CASTLE, Tuesday.
The Queen, accompanied by her Royal Highness
the Princess Beatrice, attended by Lady Augusta
Bruce, walked and drove in the grounds this morn-
ing.

His Royal Highness Prince Arthur, attended by
Major Elphinstone, arrived at the Castle from tue
Ranger's Lodge, in Greenwich Park, and returned
in the evening.
To day is the anniversary of the birthday of her
Royal Highness the Princess Beatrice.
Their Royal Highnesses Prince Alfred and Prince
Louis of Hesse rode yesterday afternoon.

The Prince and Princess of Wales.
SAN DRINGUAM, Monday.

The charming weather of the last day or two
his led to their Royal Highnesses taking several
equestrian excursions in the neighbourhood of
Sandringham. Oa Saturday afternoon his Royal
Highness rode on horseback, after taking a drive
with the Princess. Tie Rev. G. B. Moxon, vicar
of Sandringham, had the honour of preaching be-
fore their Royal Highnesses on Sunday. In the
afternoon, the Prince and Princess of Wales walked
in the grounds.

According to present arrangements their Royal
Hionesses leave Sandringham on Saturday next,
and proceed by special train, via Lynn and Wisbech.
At the latter place great efforts are being made by
all classes to give their Royal Highnesses a cordial
reception. Their Royal Highnesses will receive an
address from the corporation.

After receiving the address the special train will
proceed to March, and thence to Windsor, where
the Prince will stay on a visit to the Queen for a
few days, after which his Royal Highness will take
possession of his town residence, Marlborough
House. Immediately after their Royal Highnesses
leave Sandringham the hall will be partialLy un-
roofed, and a large number of workmen, under
Messrs. Holland and Son, will proceed to make the
extensive additions that have been decided upon.
KING'S LYNN, Monday.

The ancient and loyal borough has this afternoon
been honoured by a visit from their Royal High-
nesses the Prince and Princess of Wales. Their
visit being expected before their arrival, the princi-
pal streets of the town were crowded with the in-
habitants, and flags floated from nearly every win-
dow. Their Royal Highnesses drove in an open
phaeton, drawn by a pair of greys. The Mayor of
Lynn, mounted on horseback, acted as a guide to
his Royal Highness. Their Royal Highnesses were
received with acclamation at every point of the
route as they passed through the town.

Hood, speaking of the poor poet whose ambrosia
may be sure, but whose bread is very uncertain,
says, "Pure fame is a glorious draught enough, and the
striving for it a noble ambition ; but, alas I few can afford
to drink it nsat. Across the loftiest visions of the poet
earthly faces will flit; and even while he is gazing on Cas-
taly little famili,r voices will murmur in his ear inquiring
if there are no fishes that can be eaten to be caught in its
waters." And, there being no fish in Castaly, he had to
angle in other streams ; and so he laughed and coughed,
laughed and spit blood, laughed and made the public laugh,
as we say, till the tears ran down its face at last; for it
learned at length that this was "a fellow who could
play the fool" to a higher purpose than it had
thought. He will touch the heart yet, as well as
tickle the ear. There's a barb to his arrow, and when
he has driven it well home, you will seary ly feel inclined
to p►ay with the feather at the other end, which winged it
to the heart. You invited him to a banquet of mirth, and
it went on merrily, as though the fe-st would end. You
asked for a jester to jingle the bells on Folly's cap, and he
did your bidding bonnily. But he will also show you that
motley is not the only wear. He is no lunger Puck or
Clown or Jester. You look up and see a quiet man in
black, with a face gradually whitening and waning iu
the death-shadow. There is a set sternness about his
mouth, a grim earnestness lights up the eye. He has
another story to tell now ; another song t,) sing, tie has
risen to his highest stature—lengthening in death—
and in his grandest character, to plead the cause of
the poor. No longer the tunny favourite of the draw-
ing-room, he is out in the street singing a song that wilt
thrill through the heart of England. There is something
singularly touching in the sound, as of a voice almost choked
with tears. There is something doggedly stein in the
march of the measure, as though it must be uttered thus to
~.set it out at all. He sings the " Song of the Shirt," and
you must listen. It is now twenty years since Hood sang,
with a heat t aching for humanity, his famous " Song f the
Shirt" and "The Bridge of Sighs," but they left echoes in
the heart of his country which can never die. The rich and
poor have in many ways, and through many doors, looked
more closely into the face of each other than they had ever
done before.— iithenocum.

ANECDOTES OF THE LATE MR. BUCKLE.—The
Atlantic Monthly contains a paper entitled "Per-
sonal Reminiscences of the late Henry Thomas Buckle,"
by some American, who does not give his name. Tne
reminiscences are in the form of a journal of ten days spent
by the writer in Cairo (February 6-15,1862), during which
ne had the good fortune several times to meet Mr. Buckle,
who was then on his tour in the East for his health, and, as
it proved, within three months and a half of his death. The
reports given of Mr. Buckle's conversation seem quite
authentic, and are very interesting. Thus, being asked
whether the strong opinions of his book had subjected him
to personal hostility or anything like social ostracism,
he said they had not, and added naively—" In
fact, the people of England have such an admiration of
any kind of intellectual splendour that they will forgive
for its sake the most objectionable doctrines." He thought ,
Alison's History " the worst that was ever written." He
regarded John Stuart Mill "of all living men,
as possessing the greatest mind in the world." He
seems to have been communicative about himself; and the
following account of what he said on this head, if not new,
contains new particulars :—" When he was a boy, he was so
delicate that it was thought he could not live; the celebrated
Dr. Abernethy, who was a particular friend of his father,
saw how important it was to keep him from mental excitement,
and begged he might not be troubled by lessons. Accord-
ingly, he was never sent to school at any time, except for a
brief period to a clergyman who had directions not to make
him study ; and he was never regularly taught anything.
Until eight years of age he hardly knew his letters. At the
age of 15 he found out Shakespeare and read him with great
zest. At 17 he conceived the plan of his book, and re-
solved to do two things to make himself fit to write it ; first,
he resolved to devote four hours a day to the study of phy
sical science, in order that he might be able fully to u..cler-
stand and unfold its relations with history ; 2dly, he resolved
to devote an equal portion of each day to the study of English
composition and practice in writing, in order that he might
b 3 able to set forth his opinions with force and perspicuity
To these resolutions he adhered for 12 years. . . . He
has long since abandoned the practice of writing at night,
and now does not put pen to paper atter three o'clock in the
atternoon. When at home, in Lonion,he walks every day, foi
about an hour and a half, at noon; frequently dines out, and
reads perhaps an hour after coming home. He goes exclu-
sively to d inner par ties, because they take less time than others.
When he is engaged in composition he walks about the room,
sometimes excitedly, his mind engrossed with his subject,
until he has composed an entire paragraph, when he sits down
and writes it, never retouching." Here is another auto-
biographic passage :—" He told me about his library in
London, which is surpassed (among private libraries) only
by that belonging to Mr. Van de Weyer, the Belgian Mi-
nister, whose wife is the daugter of our Bostonian Mr.
Bates, of Barings. Buckle has twenty-two thousand
volumes, all selected by himself; and he takes great plea-
sure in them. He spends eight or nine hunared pounds a
year upon his library."
AMERICAN DINNER PARTIES.—The latest bit of
up-town fashionable news is the exceeding sumptu-
ousness of two successive dinner parties given to two be-
trothed ladies by a wealthy bachelor ef their acquaintance,
each party numbering about 20 persons, and the latter one
including General and Mrs. M'Clellan among its guests.
One very expensive and exquisite difference from ordinary
' parties consisted in the novel furnishing of the table.
It was oval-shaped, but with the white cloth only circling
its outer rim, the whole inte ier being an exquisitely ar-
ranged parterre, filled with baskets of the most costly and
sumptuous flowers, set in wet sawdust and moss, and the air
being thus laden with fragrance, while the dinner was
handed round in a dainty successi, n of choice dishes, accord-
ing to the beautifully printed carte distribui ed to all. At the
close of the dinner each lady guest took, as a present from
the host, one of these costly and superb baskets ofr flowers
which had ornamented the centre of the table.—.2l au/ York.
Bone Journal,
The recoinage of silver money," says the Saiut
Public of Lyons, which is about to take place in
France, is to be applied to two franc, one franc, fifty centime,
and twenty centime pieces. The standard for this new issue
of coin will be 835 thousandths of pure silver. This is
rather inferior to the old standard, but has been adopted to
prevent the carrying away of French silver money by the
Belgians, Germans, and Swiss, who collect it and sell it
abroad at a premium, The emission of new coin is fixed at
250,030,000 f,",