The Sun.
London, England, 1837-03-02 00:00:00

MARLBOROUGH-STREET.

Mr. Jonathan Snoxall, a cordwainer of small dimensions,
but looking as fierce as if he drank nothing but " gunpowder"
tea, charged a yellow-visaged personage, assuming the eupho-
nious appellation of Alfred Sinclair, with an assault.
On Wednesday evening., your Worship, said Mr. Snoxall,
at half-past nine precisely, I was in the back kitchen, sitting
in my elbow chair, ready lathered for shaving, when i heard.
somebody sing out at the top of the stairs, " Snoxall„
Snoxall, where is Snoxall ?" Without a moment's delay, I
ran up stairs just as I was, with my handkerchief in one band,
my coat and waistcoat in the other, and my shirt collar un-
buttoned, to demand the reason of the noise, when the firSt
thing I saw in the passage was this person, standing with ono
leg on the banisters and- the other on the kitchen stairs. He,
hollows out, " I say, Snoxall, you ugly little rascal, how dare
you say anythhig against the character of any lady I'm ac-
quainted with ?" Before 1 could answer, he knocked me
down plump on my back. My wife, hearing the noise, ran
with the youngest bide in her arms to my asssistance, but
she was pushed down instantly. Another of my children,
three years and nine months old, on coming forward, shared
the same fate.' When I looked about and saw the situation, of
matters—me down, my wife lying on her back on the d.oor-
mat ; one child screaming on the one side and another 0,.t the.
other—my feelings—my better feelings as a man—.were roused;
and I jumped up and pitched into this man, until the police'
came. - I have
.two witnesses, my wife and Bob Buckeridge,
who will prove the truth Of my story.
MAmsr naTE—We cannot !tear your wile. Complairtant-'-:-;
Then we'll call Bob Buckeridge, the coalman.

Bub Buckeridge, thus summoned, came forward, and pre-
sented as comical a collection of features to the Bench as
could be well imagined.

MAGISTRATE—Now, Mr. Buckeridge, tell us %/hat your
know about this assault.

Bob—l carried a hundred of coals to this here good gem—
man's house, and the good gemman axed one of us if I'd gg)t
change for ever a suffrin. " No, Sir, I—l arn't, but that's mo
matter, cause you send the gal with the two bob to master's.."
Ven I got up stairs t'other gemman comes with a candle, 'and
axes me vox Snoxall had been a saying about his lady. I !aid
he hadn't discoursed on nuilin, and he said I vos a lying wag:-
gabone, and shoves me a von side. Arter he'd done for: roe,
he hollers up for Snoxall, and van Snoxall came do,,vn he
vollops and bangs him about the passaKe just as if he vos a
hold pair of boots.

Defendant (affectedly)—My gotad fello-ah, reeollect-ah„
Snoxall had the poker.
Bob—Didn't never S2C Snosall with no sitch veepin.
Defendant—The 1.-.lstory of th.is little affair is simply this
I heard a lady's.cllaracter traduced, and as I have a great rei-
prd. that is, in ;act, she resides under my protection, I felt
bound, in honour, to chastise the calumniator.
MAGISTRATR—Pray, what are you ?—Defendant —I aux a
traveller to, a tobacconist.

'Nlag;strate—What were the words you heard? riefendant
},card him tell the coalman that the lady hadn' c paid for
the last peck of coals. It waS my duty, as a man and a
gentleman, to resent that insinuation.
The Bench were of opinion the skssatllt was of a gross cha-
racter, and inflicted a fine in consequence s.;/. and costs.