The Sun.
London, England, 1839-10-01 00:00:00

DUELLING AT SEA: ECONOMICAL METHOD.
—Among the passengers on board a ship bound from
New Otle.ins to one of our northern cities, there was
a young lady, the rr female passenger, and two gen-
tlemen, oat a young buckskin of eighteen, and the
other, apparently, forty-five, both of whom became
s•e:y much enamoured with this lone passenger. For
sonic time they were both entirely ignorant of the
passion of the other for the young lady : at length,
Mr. Chucks, the oldest of the two, desirous of learn-
ing the pedigree and circumstances of his charmer,
and whether her market was yet to he made, opened
' co:Rees:l6on with Mr. Green,
,the other lover, when
a mutual confessitin ensued respecting the regard
they bath entertained for the unknown young lady,
end their intention, if possible, to sneer,
her affections, if they were not already bound in holy
tics to another. This confession, instead of palliatit,
the case of either, threw a new obstacle in the way of
both. One consultation succeeded another, both be-
came very determined, and avowed their intention to
solicit her attention and regard. They were soon at
ovn hostility. Mr. Chuck^ received a challenge
from Mr. Green : he accepted it. Mr. Green chose
horse pistols for his weapons, which were procured
from the mate of the ship : the day and hour were
appointed. They agreed to stand at ten yards dia-
gonally upon the deck, that there could be no harm
done •to any one but themselven However, before
the hoar arrived, Chucks, who was a stout, corpulent
man, concluded, that he had not an equal chance
with• his antagonist, who was of a small stature and
very slim, and, unlike the Irish barrister, was unwil-
ling that Green should shoot at his own bigness
marked out, upon himself, probably fearing, if he did
not hit the heart, he might injure the sap. However,
after much parleying and some rough words it was pro-
posed that each should shoot at a target just the bigness
of the other. Green readily consented to this ; but
Chucks still contended that Green had the advantage
over him, but as bile was not at stake, he finally con-
sented. The targets were prepared, and after firing
three times apiece, to the surprise of the other passen-
Flys, Chucks proved the best marksman. Green step-
p:•4l directly to Chucks, and took him by the hand ac-
knowledging- at the same. time his defeat, and giving him
his word that he would relinquish all claims to the lady save
those of sad recollection. The matter being decided, the
veteran lover proceeded to pay his respects to his
silent charmer, who had been kept in entire ignorance
of the high regard in which she was held and the cause
of the dual. To the astonishment and mortification of
Chucks, she informed him, that she had been married
twice and was then the mother of several children ;
that, being predisposed to consumptive affections, she
had visited her friends in the south to spend the winter,
and was now returning, with improved health, to relieve
her husband, who was an industrious mechanic, of
those domestic duties which her absence incurred.
The sage lover, seeing his " cake was all dough," con-
, eluded to enjoy, a while longer, that single blessedness
of which he had already seen not a little.—New York
Paper.
THE LATEST CASE OF FORGETFULNESS.—
The greatest piece of forgetfulness we have ever heard
of recently occurred on one of the western canals. An
emigrating Yankee, with his wife, child, and other
" household plunder," was making his way " out west"
on board a canal boat. On arriving at the end of the
canal, he moved his bed and bedding, chairs, tables, and
pans, on board some other conveyance, leaving wife and
child behind. He looked over every thing to see that
all was right. Something was missing. He scratched
his head, thought the matter over, but still could not
make out what he had left. Back to the boat he went,
and, meeting the captain on the wharf, he inquired, " I
say, you captain, haint I left sumthin' aboard your boat ?"
" Not that I know of ; have you missed anything ?"
" Yes, I du. I miss sum of any thing, but I'm darn'd if
I make out what they are." " Have you looked over
every thing ?" Every bag and bundle ; overhauled my
dads twist ; know there's something a missin' jess as
ellq as notbin', and here the other craft is about
'lice, and I've got to go off and leave it. It's too
4erted bad, I snum it is." " Well, there's not a thing
e:fiLboird the boat, to my own knowledge, except your
m
te .
cnad," " Them's urn ; they are what I
miss,ol," said the Yankee, jumping for joy. Now,
whod a thought it ? • Here I was going' off and leav-
in' the old woman and llttle Sally Ann behind ! I
'spect I should
a missed urn afore I got to my Jamey's
end, but I'll be
condarnedve if I could make out what I
left. It would have
I'd gone clean out to the been
a good joke, would'n't it, if
the furyanke west and forgot um en-
tirely." So saying,
"packedr off" with his
There wife and Sally Ann, rejoicing.eare a good many
sueli
men who would not mind leaving
trifles as a wife
and child behind, but this forgetful Yankee was too ho-
nest.—Picayune.
A very extraordinary, marine phenomenon
just
tonat othhce-
cuffed at Weymouth on Saturday
night,
tuna of the tide, between eleven and twelve o'clock. The
sea rolled in with a tremendous rush, accompanied with
a roaring noise, like the reverberations of thunder, as
wave succeeded wave, producing the most awful and
awakening sensations in those who heard and saw the
strange occurrence, the cause of which yet remains
mystery.—Dorsel Chronicle.
MORALITY OF THE GALLOWS.—We imagine
that every intelligent person will agree that the effects of
the exhibitions of capital punishments are calculated to
produce the most prejudicial effects upon society ; and
that the axe, the drop, the rope—the mocking psalm
sung at the gallow's foot—the disgusting paraphernalia
of the legal murderers—the hooting, yelling, ribaldry,
and blasphemy of the crowd—in short, the whole ma-
chinery of the scaffold, are calculated only to shock the
14good—to render callous the ignorant, and doubly to
'debase and brutalise the bad.—Tyne Pilot.