The Sun.
London, England, 1862-08-22 00:00:00

PRICE OF GOLD.

The quotation of gold at Paris is about / per mine premium
and the short exchange on London is 25.25 per £1 sterling.
On comparing these rates with the English Mint price of £3
17s. 10Id. per ounce for standard gold, it appears that gold is
about 2-ICths dearer in London than in Paris.

By advices from Hamburg the price of gold is 4251 per mark.
and the short exchange on London is 13.61 per £1 sterling
Standard gold at the English Mint price is, therefore, about
6-1( ths per cent. dearer in London than in Hamburg
The course of exchange at New York on London for bills at
60 days' sight is 126 to 127/ per cent., and the premium on
gold about 141 per cent. At these rates there is a profit on
the importation of gold from the United States.

MURDEROUS ASSAULT ON A POLICE-CONSTABLE.

—A desperate assault was committed on a police-conztable
of the Hanley force at Cobridge, on Monday night, and the
poor fellow, whose name is James Crump, lies now in a
hopeless condition in the accident ward of the North Staf-
fordshire Infirmary. He had visited between 12 and 1
o'clock a public-house at Cobridge, where he had a glass
of ale. On coming out of the house he saw four half-tipsy
men, whom he exhorted to go home. In return they at-
tacked him in the most violent manner, and after a blow on
his part in defence, ho was struck down insensible from in-
juries on the head. Three of his assailants have been dis-
covered and identified. The medical attendants at the in-
firmary give no hope whatever of his recovery.—. Birmin-
gham Poe.

GNORAMUS IN THE EASTERN ANNEXE.—I go
wandering alone about the Ni ax candles, coloured, painted,
and moulded, and fit only for the altars of monster cathe-
drals; and up to the cases of wax flowers, where dreamy
thoughts of bees and a summer's day among the lanes, and
hedge-roses, and honey-suckles, and the sheep-dog barking
en the fells in the distance, hang like an atmosphere about;
them : and I look at the dyed grass flowers, and at the fish-
ing flies, and at Pears' transparent soap, and at that ugly
looking block of primrose soap, more like common brown.
than primrose ; and at the statuettes done in soap- -our
Queen and the rest of them in mottled or curd, with red.
and blue streaks across their faces ; and at the pink and
yellow crystallised spermaceti, very flaky, soft, and fairy.
like. And near to them I learn something of the purifica-
tion of sperm oil, and how it passes from the crude or body
oil through the conditions of head matter and bagged sperm
hl,en and
I fall
d idel
like
c
to finally culminate in that clear golden fluid, bright and
beautiful and fit for human use. Then I taste Thorley's
aromaticliies the
though
bird-cage,
lets fa intoo not
1 of a ird-oa
cows and horses may; and I smell the
breedingw h oleso mwe h
opaetr uat:de
theandompsi,re which
now is am fertehs
oho. aonfd
;thaendliflt,
which Darwin's theory of selection seems to have
got thereby ; and I look longingly at the biscuits, and the
sugar-plums, and the crystallised fruits, and the cut bride-
cake, with its luscious top of snow, and midland of creamy
loam lying on the rich and solid basis of its primitive for-
mation ; and I have a tender interest in the chocolate cases,
and I feel a cannibal with respect to those little men and
women in soft brown, and would like to try that old shoe,
or even that miniature birdcage ; and then they give me a
dozen different perfumes at the perfumery stands, each ono
of which neutralises the other until the effect of the whole
is decidedly unpleasant ; and I wonder how those bottles of
jelly would turn out if my cook had one for a gala day;
and whether the coloured gelatine would be good to eat;
and what the fruit essences are made of—knowing that
they are not made of fruit, but of some monstrous com-
pound, with a name no one can spell, and an origin no one
can fathom ; and I have larcenious designs on those
oddly-cut pickles, and speculate on their flavour with
imaginary cold roast beef ; for the truth is I am getting
hungry and tired, and my thoughts aro wandering in a low-
bred and unscientific manner to food and rest.
And then
faint gushes of sickly soup come in from the refreshment-
room, and nearly drive me to despair, they Brasil so appetis-
ing and suggestive ; and 1 do not dine till seven, and it is
now only half-past-four. So I turn ray attention to the
vegetable ivory and the shell-work, and try to feel an into-
rest in both—wherein I signally fail ; and I look at the
and the long eatable-looking
seeds and the Indian corn,
starch, and the gums and the glues and the varnishes, and
wonder how they ever came out of trees, when they look so
like stones or crystallised
pebbles; and then I sit down be-
fore some coloured wools, and wonder how much arsenic is
in that marvellously bright green rug overhead, till I fins
myself nodding, and a policeman
.sayii:tg severely," Move
on move on."— e
kcnss " Ae leer Bawd,"
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SUSPECTED MURDER OF A POLICE
-COI.
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—A rumour gained circulation at Rotherhithe yesterday
constable Henry Butler, 135 M
that police- division, had
been murdered during the previous night, and his body was
afterwards thrown into the Surrey Canal. The drags were
at once procured, and in a short time the body of the de-
ceased was recovered, one side of the head showing a dip-
duct mark of violence. Mr. '\V. Carter, the coroner for
Bast Surrey, having to hold another inquest in the parish
yesterday afternoon, formal evidence was given of the
finding of the body of the deceased, and further inquiry
into the case was adjourned to a future day. The deceased
had only been married 12 months and leaves a widow and
one child