The Sun.
London, England, 1862-08-28 00:00:00

SHIPPING-THIS DAY.

LONDON, Aug. 28.--Wind this day at noon—North;
moderate breeze, and fine wealer,

CARDIFF, Aug. 26.—Wind N.W.—Arrived—Ocean
Wave, from Quebec.

SALCOMBE, Aug. 27.—Wind N.E.—Sailed---Amy, for
the West Indies.

PILL, Aug. 27.—Sailed—Greffe Berg, for New York;
Clara, for St. John's, N.B.
CLYDE, Aug. 27.—Wind E.—Sailed—Hermione, for
Mauritius; Cuban, for 11Iontreal; Meteor, for Newfound-
land.

LONDONDERRY, Aug. 26.—Wind W.—Arrived—Thcr,
from Montreal.

HULL, Aug. 27.—Wind N.E.—Arrived—Ellergill, for
Quebec.

LY ELECTRIC lELEGRAPR.
SouTHAmprolc, Thursday Morning.
Arrived—Havre, steamer, from Havre ; Shannon,
steamer, from St Thomas.
Sailed—Atalanta, steamer, kr Jersey.

(BY MAGNETIC "ELEGRAPH.)
GRAVEEOND, Thursday Morning.
Arrived, Aug. 27—Norden from Bejerin; Granville,
from Dantzic.
Arrived, Aug. 28—Augusta,from Stockholm.
Sailed Nornen, for Heriosand ; Konigsberg, for
Hudikswall ; Anna Mathilda, for Bjorkoda ; Gustaf, for
Sundswall; Meggie, for MaCras ; Trebolgar, for Port
Phillip ; Seine, steamer, for 3oulogne; Chandelier, for
Stettin.

rEAL, Thursday Morning.
Passed—Azorin, from Londcn, for Canaries,

MISS O'IVEILL'S FII?S2 STAGE SUCCESS

There are many yet living who remember the time when
Frederick Jones was the theatr.cal lessee of Crow. street
Theatre in Dublin, which, en pessant,it may be said, is now
the medical school of the Catlioic University. Fred. was a
clever fellow in his way, but fat too fond of self-indulgence
to be a punctual paymaster. lie had his hams boiled in
Madeira, but very often forgot to pay his actors and actresses
their salary. Amongst his stock company a Miss Smith
was the leading heroine in tragedy and comedy, and on a
certain occasion, when the Flay of the night was to be
" Romeo and Juliet," the actress "struck," declaring to the
stage manager (Williams) tha: she would not recite another
line until part of the arrears die to her were paid up. When
the stage manager made her resolve known to his principal,
the declaration was received vith a volley of oaths, and a
counter declaration that the cffender should not receive a
penny. But what was to be brae P The actress was inflexi-
ble, the lessee equally so, and the public to be propitiated
and amused. In this dilemma Williams suggested to Fred.
that recently he had an application for an engagement from
a provincial actress, which lie had not as yet answered.
" Seek her out at once," said Fred., " and ask her can she
play Juliet ? If so, engage het at once for a month." Fred.
was a dictator, and his word was law. To the classic region,
therefore, of Stoneybatter did Williams betake himself, and
there, at an obscure inn, he was introduced to a very lovely
girl, looking, in Barry Cornwall's phrase,
As if she had looked in Paradise, and caught
Its early beauty.
Taken with her appearance, the good-natured Bob Williams
told his mission, and asked her could she undertake so large
a part on so small a warning. " Yes she could ; she had
played it often, and would like to open in it if the chance
were given her." This was satisfactory. "Be with us
at one for rehearsal, and you shall have a fair start,
for your Romeo is Conway, a good actor," said Bob,
hurrying away to tell his pleasant story to Fred. That
night is a memorable one in the annals of the Irish stage,
for then the celebrated Miss O'Neill made her first curtsey
to the Dublin audience, who thenceforth never faltered
in their allegiance to her sterling genius and inestimable
private worth. An Irish audience is seldom mistaken in
their appreciation of artistic talent, and in her case
their fiat proved the pathway to fame. She be-
loonged to the stock company for some years, and
was then drafted to Covent-garden, Where she became
the legitimate successor to Mrs. Siddons, and was held to be
her superior in all but the finer feminine parts, such as
" Lady Macbeth," " Constance," and so on. In " Isa-
bella," however, a Belvidere," " Jane Shore," and
" Evadne," the greatest actress was left far behind. Dur-
ing Miss O'Neill's engagement in Dublin her male "great
creature" was Conway, a very tall man, and " the pet of
the petticoats," who on her success applied for a situation
in London, obtained it—and failed. Ultimately, after some
trials, he sailed for A merica, and jumped overboard in a fit
of despair.—Saunders.

A CANADIAN ICE-BoAT.—A special claiss of craft
are those ice-boats, peculiar to Upper Canada, and their
navigation requires an amount of skill and courage not every
day to be found combined. They are barges or pinnaces,
cutter-rigged for the most part, and built of the toughest
timber the colony produces. Below the keel, is a raised
runner of polished iron, sharp as a skate at the edges, and
designed—not to plough the waters, but to skim across the
ice of the great lakes, These craft are propelled by sails,
and steered by helm, exactly like sea-going vessels; it is
hardly necessary to add that with a favouring breeze they
can attain a speed never equalled by a ship that haste cleave
through water, and not much inferior to that of an express
train. But they have the drawback of danger. So many
accidents have occurred from the breaking in of the ice
from sudden squalls, collisions, and so forth, that these win-
ter yachts have never attained the popularity of the safe and
covenieAt sleigh,—.Nhens's (64g the rfar Bound,"

In company with Division Surgeon Ball, of Gen.
Morgan's brigade, I rode down the road towards
Slaughter's Mountain, passing upwards of a score
of battery horses slain in the traces by the splendid
firing of our advance pieces on Saturday midnight.
The noble animals, whom thunder could not jar
nor iron rain intimidate, lay close beside each other,
' ' the worms already making havoc in their flesh,
their limbs stiffened and their ghastly hoofs ex-
tended. Here was a splintered wheel, with blood
and hair upon the spokes, and a stain, like a
rivulet, extending a little way down the clay.
Beyond I came upon the usual indications of re-
treat—jackets, bayonets, cartridge-boxes, and
knapsacks, thrown here and there confusedly, tram-
pled, rent, and bloody. Those traces grew more
numerous until I crossed Cedar Creek, where the
stench of decaying flesh, man and horse, was
plainly perceptible. The ground was trampled
as if by the desperate feet of combatants, and off
to the left, in the ruined cornfield, I saw a party of
grave-diggers engaged in their solemn but hasty
task of shutting away the face of glory. Tbe first
unbnried corpse stared out from the shelter of an
oak tree, but the resemblance to man had been well
nigh obliterated. The arms were thrown clenchedly
back, and the chin raised, with the tendons and
thews of the throat bare and black. The eyes had
bulged through their apertures in the flesh, dis-
tended to the size of eggs, and the hair lay long,
tangled, and matted with blood, over a forehead
blue and yellow by exposure and hastening corrup-
tion. What more may have been remarked it is use-
less to say, save that no imagination of death is half
so terrible. If such feelings were engendered by the
glimpse of a single body, what shall describe the
horrible picture of the dead grouped, nay, heaped,
upon each other and withering under a fiery sun ?
They lay by the margin of the tributary rivu-
let, half hidden in the stocks of corn, one with an
arm drawn over the eye, another with arms fixedly
folded upon the chest, and others sitting bolt up-
right, as if resurrected and about to speak. There

was no speculation in the eyes that they did glare
withal ; the grave seemed to have been opened that
I might see, and after glory the worm had come to
hold high revel upon the good, the gallant, and the
gifted. A few officers were noted; but the tinsel
shoulder-straps were rusty and discoloured, and
they looked like common clay. I noticed one stal-
wart fellow, who bad fallen with his musket
tightly gripped to his side, as if he had fallen at

" Shoulder arms." Some seemed to have died irre-
solutely, and the terror had petrified in theirvisages,
but the predominant expression was one of wrath,
caused, perhaps, by the loss of some tried comrade
who had fallen previously. A few looked placid,
though their features were distorted, and all were
so swollen that they compared in size with the dead
horses adjacent. The bodies of these are lifted by
their comrades and deposited in trenches, without
coffin or headstone. Occasionally the practical
sexton discovers some old friend, honours him
with a special grave, and quietly makes a note of
his resting place for future exigency. All of
our dead, so far as I saw or heard, had been
plundered of their money, arms, and, in some cases,
of their clothing. I think that we may have had
150 dead. I found them grouped in the edges of all

,he woods, in one case 22 together. Several of these

appeared to be killed by fragments of shells, and one

man's head was missing. In common juxtaposition
to these ghastly objects I saw an old-fashioned plough
that had been struck by solid shot and broken in

half. War had levelled the earliest and last indica-
tion of industry. By the kindness of the rebel
cavalry general, Stewart, I was allowed to ride with
Lieut. Johnston across the rebel lines and ex-

amine the enemy's dead. As most of these had been

buried I could not tell with certainty the rebel loss ;
but it could scarcely have been less than ours.
Eight North Carolinians lay in a row by a frag-
ment of fence—stout, stalwart rustics in homespun
clothes; who had perhaps been dragged as con-
setipts from their homes to perish in an unholy
cause.—New.Fork herald.

THE VISITORS TO WOOLWICH ARSENAL.—On
account of the number of persons attracted to London by
the Exhibition, the demand for tickets of admission to
Woolwich Arsenal has totally exhausted the stock recently
printed. On Tuesday, lithograph tickets admitting upwards
of 1,600 persons were made available. About 250 persons
who had gone down to Woolwich unsupplied with tickets
were denied admission, the regulations to that effect having
been rigidly ordered to be observed. Yesterday a great
number of persons without cards of admission were also
disappointed, and were obliged to return to London. It is
suggested that the hours of admission, to be printed on the
new cards about to le issued, should be from half-past 9 to
half-past 11 (as the factories and workshops are closed for
the men's dinners, and from 2to 4. This would obviate
the many murmurings and complaints of a want of courtesy,
dtc., on the part of applicants who present themselves be-
tween 12 and 2, as they would then be made distinctly
aware of the regulations.

TAXES UPON ENJOYMENTS.—The tax upon cards
and dice produced £13,637 last year; it has been rather a
declining tax for the last two years. The tax upon armo-
rial beatings brought in 175,010; 10 years ago it produced
£70,000. The tax upon hair powder is constantly falling
off: it is now down to £1,116, and we may soon find that
all is lost. Racehorses are improving, and produced £6,957
last year. Game certificates and licences produced £140,954,
being some thousands more than 10 years ago. Patent
medicines, which 10 years ago contributed only £37,333 to
the revenue, supplied £46,237 last year, Dogs, if they may
here be added, were taxed £196,616 last year. The dogs of
Ireland enjoy an exemption from taxation, but not for their
own merit, for a recent return showed that large numbers
of sheep are worried and killed by them.
PARISH BOOK-KEEPING about eleven thou-
sand parish:registers now in existence, there are eight
hundred which begin in fifteen hundred and thirty-
eight; forty of these contain entries prior to that date;
four thousand have their first entries within the sixteenth
century. As to the early dates, many of the registers
(kept sometimes by negligent incumbents) are defec-
tive by reason of gaps, omissions, and other acts of care-
lessness. For example, the clergyman of Tunstall,
in Kent, was annoyed by the number of persons with
a particular name—Pottman—among his parishioners.
In one year he christened three Pottmans by the
name of Mary, and soon afterwards, in fifteen 'sixty-
seven, the disgusted parson cooly writes in the register

"From henrforward I omitt the Pottmans." In another
parish, a clerk who was a grocer took waste paper for the
wrappings of his groceries, out of the parish register, and
so established some considerable gaps; other registers had
leaves torn out by parliamentary soldiers during the civil
wars ; the register of Torpoley, in Cheshire, explains that
a breach of five years " hapned by reason of the great wars
obliterating Memorials, wasting fortunes, and slaughtering
persons of all sorts." The early registers of Christchurch,
Hampshire, were found in course of being steadily used up
some years since by the curate's wife, who made kettle-
holders of them, and who would have consumed, in good
time, all the archives if the parish clerk had (lot interposed.
In an Essex parish, the clerk being applied to for a copy of
an entry, and not having pen and ink handy, said to
the applicant, "You may as well take the leaf as it is," and
cut two whole pages out of the register with his pocket-
knife. The old registers supposed in rustic parishes to be
" out of date," have been snipped into measures by a tailor-
clerk, or used for singeing geese, or given by another clerk
as parchment to his daughters who were lace-makers. In
Northamptonshire, a clergyman discovered at the house of
his parishioners, an old parchment register sewed together
as a covering for the tester of a bedstead. An inhabitant
of Lambeth once got a tradesman's package in a leaf of
parish register, and found it contained the entry of his own
baptism.—Dickens's " All the Year Round."

SLEIGII-DRIVING.—SIeigh-driving is the one
grand unapproachable unalloyed pleasure to be enjoyed in
Russia. There is nothing to compare with a long furious
sweep in a good Russian sleigh over hard crisp clean snow,
wrapped in good furs. With a great bear-skin hanging
over the back of the sleigh, and its apron another bear-
skin, covering your legs, with your feet encased in fur
goloshes, resting on a doubled-up black Siberian curly
sheep-skin, with a fur cap en your head as tall and straight
and roun 1 as a very large English hat, without the
rim, with your hands buried four-inch deep amongst the
sable sleeves of your coat ;—as you lie easily back, thus com-
forted, under a clear frosty bright sky, the horses, in grace-
ful silver. mounted harness, tossing their heads, the bells at
their necks tinkling merrily, the driver in high wolf-skin
cap and sheep-skin coat, over which ho has drawn a hand-
some blue caftan trimmed below the arms with silver-plated
round buttons as large as little eggs, and with a large parti-
coloured sash bound round his waist—a fellow all excite-
ment, but coolly managing three wild horses, who tear on
at whirling speed, dashing the crisp snow in showers from
their hoofs, sometimes for a moment or two half blinding
you with the finest cleanest and whitest powder in the word
--with these appliances, and as you see and feel theta all,
you know the luxury of sleigh-driving. I am not speaking
of a drive through the streets of Petersburg, but of a drive
of 30 or 40 miles over untrodden virgin snow through the
forest, when the trees are clothed in a dense fantastic foliage
of hoar-frost festooned with millions of stalactites, and when
the pure bracing air as you rush through it sends the blood
tingling through your vienss—Dickene3"old the Fear
amid."