The Sun.
London, England, 1862-10-15 00:00:00

ESCAPE OF MR. SANDERS.

The Evening Post has a very amusing and signi-
ficant account of the way in which the Rebel envoy,
Geo. N. Sanders, got over the Suspension-bridge:---
A few days ago a man dressed in well-worn
working clothes presented himself to the United
States Provost-Marshal on the United States side
of the Suspension bridge. He wore a pair of very
short trousers of striped Kentucky jean, and a
seedy coat of the same material. A coarse, not
over-clean shirt, and a jagged straw hat completed
the costume. The man had no collar or cravat, and
his face was apparently tanned by exposure to the
weather.
He wanted to go over the river, he said, but had
no pass, and did not know that any would be
needed. He stated that he was an Englishman
from Cornwall, and a minee by trade. He had been.
working for some time in Pennsylvania, but had.
lately received a letter from his orother, a farmer
near London, Canada West, stating that he was
short of help, and urging his miner relative to come
on to his assistance, at least till the harvest time
was ever.

The miner held his tools in one hand, and in the.
other carried an old carpet bag of the black glazed
style in common use. The glazing in many places
was come off, and the outside was moreover spotted
and soiled with dirt.

1 The Marshal ioniered awhile, but the poor miner
gave such a consistent story, and seemed so disap-
' pointed at his unexpected trouble in crossing, that
the official's heart was melted, and he gave him the
required pass.
The toll-man of the Suspension-bridge then de-
manded a quarter of a dollar toll.
" Two shillings," said the miner, " why I can't
give it. I've only one shilling."
This plea of poverty completely disarmed what-
ever shadow of suspicion may have existed in re-
gard to the poor workman ; after the proper degree
of hesitation the fellow was allowed to pass over at
half price.
Arriving at the Canada side of the bridge, the
miner with his tools and carpet-bag jumped into
the Clifton House omnibus and was quickly driven
ewc°arku'itliggi-vineaynona
to that famous hotel. He went to the desk and
own initials reversed.
registered on the book the insaitiidalssaSnd.
of "green
The clerk looked at the,,sghraeb,eiliwy
ma of I,oBoe
room
tt moment,
here,
must
thi
rhe. n:
vceo lad lryo
osaid,
backs.''
" None to spare to•night," repilniedhitshepeNreoslc.e4kr::
The miner thrust his hands andh
"take these as drewHfeorret,h”
said
id greathe troo ll
the
secu-
rity. Put them in your safe; but •
give me a room
at once."

Of course money has its effect in Clifton House
as everywhere else. Still the clerk hesitated.
Is there any place about here where I can get
a respectable suit of clothes ?" asked the miner,
dropping his Cornish dialect.
There was no place nearer than the Bridge, a
mile distant. So the miner again insisted on hay-
ing the room, and as it was obvious that " things
were not as they seem," he was shown to a suitable
apartment.
A few minutes afterwards a guest strolled out on
the piazza, where ex-Governor Morehead, of Ken-
tucky, Was sitting. "By the way, Governor," said
he, " what a singular old fellow that was in the
°lnce. He registered his name on the book only in
initials."

Good God, in initials!" cried Morehead, start-
ing up, "he's come, then!" and rushing past the
astonished guest, he demanded to be shown to the
room of the mysterious S. N. G.
Other secessionists also hastened thither. San-
ders was provided with a suit of clothes at once,
the clerks and servants altered their deportment to
the quondam miner, and the guests had a rare piece
of gossip to talk about. Sanders is by this time
half way across the ocean, and whatever is thought
of him or his cause, it is generally acknowledged
that his journey from Richmond to Canada is one
of the cutest specimens of rebel strategy the war
has produced. It shows that our blockade is so
stringent that a rebel emissary prefers a long land
journey im dioffll4o to attempting to break it,