The Sun.
London, England, 1837-07-14 00:00:00

FRENCH POLICE.

A fat fellow, with a red face, square shoulders, and
whose hand by its size and its colour called to mind the
brown leather gloves which tradesmen hang outside their
windows on the Boulevards, appeared at the bar of the
police. He held in his hand a roll of paper, bound with
a red ribbon.

The President—Your Christian and surname. Priso-
ner--Jean Pierre Bauchi].

The President—Your mode of life ? Prisoner—Poet.
The President—What, poet ! have you no other means
of living ? Prisoner—Oh, yes, I have another, but that
goes for nothing.
The President—But it is exactly of that other I wish to
have an account ? Prisoner—Well, then, lam a tailor.
The President—You are accused of having struck your
comrade, Paumier? Prisoner (unrolling his manuscript)—
I am going to reply.
The President—Wait a little, we must hear the wit-
nesses. Well, Paumier, what have you to say Paumier—
Take care of Baudin, M. President, he has fingers at the
ends of his hands and nails at the ends of his fingers
The President—Well, well he struck you ? Paumier—
Oh, yes. Some blows of a cane, but I returned them with
blonws of my fist. Among friends that was quite enough.
M. Cornudel (the master of the two ivorkmen)—Per-
mit me, Mr. President, to inform you that Baudin is a little
craclied, and I can get no good of him, because his brain is
filled with poetry—he uses all the chalk in writing verses
„ow the slioVuoara.
President—What answer have you to -give td this
charge, pritoner ? Prisoner (unfolding a manuscript)—A
full and categorical answer.
Because, to-day, a comrade cloth accuse,
I wain no advocate but my friend the muse ;
And I am sure if she her aid will lend
To turn the tables 'gainst my quondam friend.
President—Wily, that nonsense you arc reciting sm.&
lil;c! verse.

Prisoner—Verse, to be sure ; yes, and of a superfine

President—Put by your manuscripts, good man, and an-
swer the accusation.

Prisoner—ln verse alone, my Lord, I speak,
In verse the plaintiff's head I break.
President--Stuff and nonsense. Are you guilty or not ?
Prisoner—Guilty, indeed, pray who will own to crime,
Unless it answer to make out a rhyme?
That is my case, and therefore I will own
I broke his head—oh, leave me now alone !

President—No, my friend, it is now I am about to take
care of you. You must not be allowed to break men's
heads with impunity. Officer, take him in charge.

Prisoner—Oh, I am lost—the Muses do not smile,

Am I condemned to suffer durance vile?
Well, if I must I must, so here I go.
I've one friend left, and that's Apollo.

CORONER'S INQUESTS.

MELANCHOLY CASE OF SUlClDE.—Yesterday afternoon
an inquest was held at the York and Albany Tavern, Re-
gent's Park, on the body of Henry Jenkins, aged 47, who
committed suicide by drowning himself in the Regent's
Canal.
It appeared from the evidence that the deceased had
been for a number of years coachman to Mr. Perkins, the
brewer, which situation be recently left owing to indispo-
sition. His body was discovered on Tuesday morning, in
the Regent's Canal, by some lad who went to the spot, for
the purpose of bathing. It was conveyed to the above
tavert:-
Severa: witnesses spoke to the deceased's state of mind,
and the jury returned a verdict " That the deceased
d: owned himself jn a state of temporary mental derange-
ment."
Yesterday evening an intiQest was held at St. Olave's
Workhouse, Southwark, on the Pody of George William
Fountain, a fine youth, aged 17, who was drowned while
bathing in the Thames, near Wandsworth, on Sunday last.
Verdict—" Accidentally drowned."

Wednesday morning, shortly after twelve o'clock, a
fire (which threatened destructiOn to that:portion of the Surrey
Zoological Gardens where the buds are exhibited) broke out
in a detached building used as the skittle ground of the Lion
public-house, Penton-place, Walworth. The premises are si-
tuated in the rear of the principal entrance to the gardens, and
are entirely composed of wood. On the discovery the keepers
i -istantly commenced removing the birds from the cages to ano-
ther pant of the garden% but in the confusion several escaped.
The flames extended r4dly, and the reflection was seen by
the watchmen on Southwark-bridge, who gave ief. rmation to
the head station of the fire establishment in Watling-street,
whence an engine with a strong body of the brigade was im-
mediately dispatched and soon arrived on the spat, by which
period tho cages and several fine trees bad caught fieß. The
firemen, however, with the assistance of the persons employed
in the gardens, succeeded in stopping the progress of the
flames. The premisCs arc burnt down and the cages damaged.
The cause of the fire is attributed to a pipe containing lighted
tol,acco being thrown amongst some straw, which ignited. Mr.
Cross, the Proprietor of the Gardens, is, we understand, not
insured, but the occupier of the public.house is insured in the
Pheenix Fire-office. The damage done by the couflagration
in the gardens is not extensive.

Between eleven and twelve o'clock Wednesday morn•
ing as a gentleman in a four-vrheele I chaise (accompanied by
a lady) was driving along the City-road, contiguous to Pro-
vost-street, the horse suddenly became restive and kicked and
plunged so violently as to break both the shafts and to throw
both lady and gentleman out upon the footpath, running fu-
riously along to the great dismay of the passers by, and he
had not proceeded many yards before he struck against a lamp-
post with such violence as to kill himself upon the spot. The
lady and gentleman were immediately taken into the shop of
Mr. Price, druggist, &c., close at.band, when it was ascer-
tained that neither of them were seriously injured, and they
soon afterwards were enabled to proceed to their residence at
Islington in a hackney coach.

Falsehood and exaggeration seem necessary-stimu-
lants to induce ordinary people to exert themselves in plitics,
as brandy is necessary to make cowards fight. The Lelings of
duty and honour should be sufficient incentives in both MCC It
is the well-known nature of heat to expand any object to which
it is imparted ; and this is true in the moral, as in the physical
world. A man of generous tempera-vent will do far greater
things than one of colder nature, though of equal talent. Po-
litiekns, probably, do not so often fail from lack of ability as
from lack of enthusiasm—which, by the wry, is a very ditfe-
rent thing from the passion and acrimoniousness which origi.
nate in vanity of self-interest.