The Sun.
London, England, 1865-06-17 00:00:00

SHIPPING INTELLIGENCE—This day.

LONDON, June 17.—Wind N.E.; fresh breeze, and fine.
FALMOUTH, June 16.—Wind S.E.—Arrived—Gwalia,
from Trinidad.

PORTSMOUTH, June 16.—Wind N.E.—Sailed—Ocean
Nymph, for Labrador and Hudson's Bay.
SUNDERLAND, June 16.—Wind S.E.—Sailed—Queen of
Peace, for Cape of Good Hope ; Cora, for Rio de Janeiro.

BY MAGNETIC TELEGRAPH.
GRAVESEND, Saturday Morning.
Arrived, June 17.—Juliet Sophia, from Aalborg ; Wear-
dale, from Windau ; Manilla, fron Dram.
Sailed—Triton, steamer, for Boulogne.
DEAL, Saturday Morning.
Passed—Latona, screw steamer, from Palermo, for
London; Daniel, brig, from Ancona, for Goole.
Sailed—The Homeward-bound, for the river.

Sir James and Lady Edith Fergusson have left
town for Scotland.

Lady Campbell has arrived at the Queen's Hotel,
Upper Norwood.

A tight-rope dancer recently fell from her rope in
a New York theatre, and was fatally injured.
A love-sick boy, 16 years of age, recently com-
mitted suicide in Cincinnatti.

Ellen Riley, the woman who recently escaped from
a nunnery near Chelmsford, Essex, has been fined £5 or
one month's imprisonment for obtaining a situation by
means of a false character.

A few days ago, a shepherd at Strathdon saw a
cat engaged in a fight with an adder. Thinking that puss
would be fatally stung, the shepherd put an end to the
strange encounter by killing the adder with a stick.

COMING FROM THE DERBY.—It was not long be-
fore we were assailed with a shower of chaff and
peas. George was commanded for a hundredth time to
come out of his hat. Miss Croucher was asked for a lock
of her hair, and frequent inquiries were made of Mr. Gandy
and myself if we didn't feel very well. This last being a
sarcastic allusion to the rigid gentility of our behaviour.
Miss Croucher laughed outright at a joke once, and was se-
verely reproved by Mrs. Gandy. She didn't laugh again for
two miles, no more did I, and the consequence was that the
jokers were more severe upon us than ever. " Was we so
worry ill ?" " Would we take a drop of summut to cheer
us up ?" " Had we lost heavy on Breadalbane, or what
was it ?" And when a van fell behind and caught us up
again, the people cried, " Slap bang ! here we are again !"
and sang, "So jolly, so jolly, oh !" in mockery. Even the
Mossoos, elated with the success of Gladiateur, chaffed us
in broken English. Dreading three more hours of this, I
came to a secret understanding with Miss Croucher. It was
that we were to smile privately at our assailants with the
view of conciliating them. This we did most elaborately,
grinning like Cheshire cats at all the jokes, and playfully,
in a kitten-like way, putting up our paws to ward off tho
sportive peas. We winked also, and nodded our heads sig-
nificantly, as much as to say, "There's a stiff-backed old gal
here who won't allow us to lark ; but we're the right sort,
so don't be too hard upon us." This had some effect in
mitigating the violence of the dead set that was elsewhere
made against us, and we managed to reach Clapham with-
out coining in contact with either flour or oranges. Miss
Croucher was bound, in courtesy, to say that she had never
spent a pleasanter day in her life ; and so was I ; but we
nudged each other and exchanged winks as we said so ;
and, escorting Miss Croucher home afterwards, I told her
how I had once gone to the Derby in a van, and enjoyed
myself very much, and Miss Croucher was delighted with
the narration, and said if I would go that way next year,
she would put on a thick veil and accompany me on the sly.
—Dickens's "All the Year Round."

At the Central Criminal Court yesterday James
Whalley Cathrill and Edwin Dresch were charged with
forging a will. Cathrill was sentenced to fifteen years
penal servitude and Dresch to ten years' penal servitude.
THE MURDER AT ISLEWORTH.— The causes
which led to the murder of Mrs. Dawson by her hus-
band still remains a mystery. All that is known is, that
between 8 and 9 on Wednesday night the police received
information of the horrible crime. They proceeded to the
house, and found Mrs. Dawson in the garden dead, with
her head nearly tut off. They then followed a track to the
river, and there they found the woman's husband, Samuel
Dawson, standing in the water with his throat cut. They
arrested him, and sent for two medical men, who with great
difficulty sewed up the wound in his throat. Ile was then
carried to the local workhouse, where yesterday morning
he was still alive. It appears that Dawson and his wife bore
very good characters in the neighbourhood, and that the
family, which consists of three or four children, were prin-
cipally supported by the murdered woman, who was a
laundress.