The Sun.
London, England, 1837-07-26 00:00:00

ASSIZE INTELLIGENCE.

HOME CIRG'UIT.—M4IDSTONE, JULY 25.
The commission of Assize for the county of Kent was
was opened yesterday and this morning. Lorl DENMAN
took his seat for the trial of causes, and Mr. Justice LIT..
TLEDALE for the trial of prisoners-32.
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Prisoners for trial :-1 for burglary, 1 for forgery, 4
for breaking and entering the dwelling-house, 2 for sheep-
stealing, and 2 for highway-robbery. Twenty-four eau4es
are entered ; two are special juries.

NORFOLK . , CIRCUIT -CAMBRIDGIt JULY 25.
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Peter Drumwell was indicted for administering laudanum
to his wife with intent to murder her.

Elizabeth Drumwell, the wife of the prisoner, had been
married four years to the prisoner, who had always been a
good husband, and to whom she had borne two children,
one of whom was not more than seven months old. The
prisoner, it seems, brought in as usual, on the 19 of June
last, a pot of beer for supper, which he gave to her. She
spoke of the strength of her affection for the prisoner (her
husband), of whose conduct she never had hitherto had rea-
son to complain.
Mr. GUNNING addressed the jury for the prisoner, who
acquitted him.

POLICE INTELLIGENCE.

MANSION-HOUSE.

An ill-looking Irish lad, named Dri:scoll alias Crocky,was
brought before the Loa') MAYOR, charged with having
tempted poor errand-boys and others to gamble.
A gentleman who resides in the neighbourhood in which
the prisoner is in the habit of exercising his double vocation
of holding horses and tossing for half-pence stated, that on
Sunday last Crocky got hold of a couple of little boys, and
engaged them in play near the Church. Witness immedi-
ately gave the prisoner into custody, and learned that the
fellow had been but a few days discharged from Bridew•ell,
to which he had been consigned for having initiated some
children in the mysteries of pitch and toss, and other gambling
abominations.

Several of the police said that the prisoner's custom was
to s:nd little horseholdera (a gang of whom he headed) to
beg in the fine weather. From each of those he received
a commission, and he afterwards won their money, so that

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he was looked upon as likely to be able to remove with ad-
vantage to the West-end one of these days. Already he
had qualified himself by incessant practice for the most
flourishing dens of that quarter of the metropolis, and it
was believed that his taste was so decidedly fitted for the
pastime of "the Hells," that he would be shortly found
emerging from his obscurity in the City into the cha-
racter of patron of the art, in the most favourite place of
its abode.

The LORD MAYOR—I have committed this boy myself
For the offence of teaching children to gamble. I see he is
incorrigible.

Prisoner—l never was locked up for picking po.:1 ets, cr
any dirty thing of the kind.

The LORD MAYOR—You have been guilty of a w.,13,
great offence in misleading poor children.
Prisoner—lt's a plan agin me. These officers puts their
heads together, and it's easy to say a body gambles.
They're sure, if they find a halfpenny about me, to say I
Ila,e been tossing it. A body would think that wherever
I go the coppers begin to dance about ; and I'm ble:t if they
arn't as quiet in my pocket as if they was fast asleep. Its
a shame to harass a poor boy this way.
The LORD MAYOR—I have forgiven, and I have com-
mitted you ; but neither mildness nor severity will do.
Prisoner—Let me cut now, and upon my soul you shan't
set eyes on me again.

The LORD MAYOR—No, you must go to Bridewell.
Prisoner—You aria a going to poke me into that 'ere
quod, are you ? if you'll let me bolt, I'll go over to St.
James's, 'pon my conscience. If I was obliged to take a
house there, I'm blest if I don't caper out of this.
Mr. HOLLER—He has promised repeatedly, and lie is
one of the worst we have on this side of Temple-bar.
Prisoner—But I'll go to the other side, and I'm bles't if

they can say that of 1112 there.
The LORD MAYOR—WeII, you can go there as soon as
you come out of Bridew•ell ;. you are too clever for us, and
I must try what a couple of months at the mill will do
for you.

Prisoner—Ay, that's the way ; I never know'd one of
you as would ax a fellow that did wrong to eat a belly full,
and take a glass of grog ; no, no, it's the mill with you all.
Why don't you try a little kindness, if it's only a pint of
beer and a cigar ?
Crocky was then committed to the tread-mill.

Yesterday afternoon a decently-dressed woman was
observed walking backwards and forwards by the river side, at
Chelsea, in such a confused way as to excite suspicion that
she had some design upon her own life. At length tee
jumped in and sunk. A lad, named Elliott, son of a coal-
merchant in Westminster, who beheld the act, immediately
came up, took off his coat and waistcoat, and fearlessly sprung
into the water to rescue her. After considerable difficulty be
succeeded in getting the body to the shore, where it was laid,
exhausted and insens►ble, on the bank, till some persons were
procured, who carried it to a neighbouring public-house, where
animation re►urned. By the kind persuasions of several per-
sons she consented to return home ; but would not tell wily
she attempted the crime of self murder.
Yesterday afternoon the Dart, a Gravesend boat,
was prooceding up the river ; just off Limehouse Reach she
came in .;ontact with the Nile, a Greenwich boat. The con-
cussion was so great that the whole of the starboard paddle-
' box, together with machinery, was completely carried away,
and the vessel rendered a mere wreck. Fortunately the
Gipsy, another Greenwich boat, was close in the wake of the
Nile when the concussion took place. The passengers of the
latter were, therefore, transferred to ber, and the Gipsy
landed them, more frightened than hurt, within ten minutes
over the usual time. It is impossible to say to whom the blame
attaches.

CONDITION OF THE TARTAR WOMEN:A
Tartar woman, from too early marriage, close confinement in
youth, and, when married, from hard labour—for she must
never think of repose when her lord commands—soon loses the
bloom of youth, becoming a complete hag in appearance at
the age of 30. 11cr fate, indeed, is little to be envied ; she is
not allowed to sit at the-table of her husband, driven about
with as little cerenicny as if she were a dog ; and in Paradise
( Dgehennet), though, according to the Koran, perpetually
young and beautiful, yet even there she must nut expect any
higher occupation than still to wait upon man. When her
lord dies, though he is translated to Paradise, and amusing
himself with his ever blooming houris, yet she must mourn his
loss, by howling and lamentation, for months.—Spencer's
Travels in Circassia.
SIR ROBERT PEEL'S HEALTH.-The London
papers delicately alluded, during the past week, to the state of
the Right Hon. Baronet's health. Yesterday it was currently
reported in Liverpool, and, apparently, on very good autho-
rity, that he had been given up by his medical attendants.
His disorder was at first supposed to be sciatica, a rheumatic
affection of the hip-joint, and he went to Buxton. There
his complaint came on with great violence, and proved to be
a lumbar abscess, for which, it is said, he has been operated
on, and which will either suddenly or gradually, but certainly,
be fatsl to him. Medical men agree that, lif he has this com-
plaint upon mm, he never can again enter upon Parliamentary
duties. We give the report as we received it, and have good
reason for believing that it is too true.—Licerpool Albion.
OUTRAGE.—Ori Saturday night, at about eleven
o'clock, while John Smith, cotton-spinner, in the employment
of Mr. Houldsworth, was walking along the causeway in
Clyde-street, Andes stop, with his wife in his arm, after having
made their market; he was shot through the body from be-
hind, by some unknown assassin. Both Smith and his wife
saw the vivid flash from the piece, but, in the terror of the
moment, did not perceive the villain who fired in The poor
man instantly reeled and fell. Tim cotton-spinners have
been on strike for the last three months. Smith, it appears,
cont:nued to work industriously for his family, for which rea-
son he was branded as a " Nob," and shot. This morning
(Monday) we hear there are several persons in custody on sus-
picion, but it is supposed the individual who actually com-
mit,t‘e dl a n
accounts
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been received font Valancay, liessagcr states that the
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illness of Prince Talleyrand is, so serious that his physicians
d.-spair of saving him. As long as the gout and paralysis were
confined to his legs they were able to contend with them, but
thev have now attacked the vital parts. The Prince is 84
yeti' s of age.