The Sun.
London, England, 1831-02-04 00:00:00

MOST DISTRESSING EVENT.

(Prom the Dumfries Courier.)
Extract of a letter from Lieutenant Craigie to his
brother, detailing the circumstances of the death of Lieut.
Bryce WMurdo, of the Company's Horse Artillery, killed
by a tiger near Janlnah, Presidency of Madras:---
" I have now to relate one of the roost tragic tales you
have perhaps ever beard or read of. You must know
that the neighbouring country is much infested with tigers,
which are very destrUctive to the 'c sale of the poor vil-
lagers, who alwayl ITing in inn.' igenee of them, with ers•
treaties that the gentlemen will go out and L ill them: Now,
though this species of Spot t on foot halal Ways been, and
ustly, contidered extremely beZardoue, it has been a com-
mon practiee here for some time. On Saturday last three
of us started in quest of a Royal tiger, which had that
morning killed a bullock near a village eight or nine miles
from Jaulnah. The party consisted of Lieut. Brett, 31st
regiment, myself, arid the unfortunate subject of the follow-
ing most melancholy talc, poor young Bryce 111•11In.rdo, of
our leeee artillery, a son or the late Ctiloriel A.
of Dunifriesethiie, and nephew of Colonel Bryce M`lllurdo.
On reaching the village, we were told by the bead man
that three tigers had been seen in a valley two miles
beyond, and that his people were watching them from the
neighbouring hi.ls. Delighted with the prospect of such
glorious sport, we proceeded to the scene of action in high
spirits. On reaching the place, the spot where they last
had been seen was pointed out to us, and with hearts heat-
ing high with anxiety we apinoached. We immediately
found two of the monsters, but they did not wait our at.
tack ; one, however, was wounded by poor 1114111tudo as
it went off—we pursued it, and after hunting about for
some time, it was at length founi and killed. We im-
mediately went in search of t'm other, which haul been seen
to creep into a clump of bushes by the villagers on the
height. After beating round the hushes once or twice, it
sprung out with a hideous roar; pear IlleMurdo fired, but
without effect. We, however, saw it enter another clump
of hushes two or three hundred yards distant, and followed
it up without del:sy. We found that the clump ran along
a small ravine, three or four feet deep, for about 20 or 30
yards. We stood close to the hushes for some minutes,
while my friend re-loaded his gun. OLserving some fresh
foot prints in the ravine, I reit-inked that I thought the
tiger had gone down. I descended to examine them more
minutely, Brett at the same time moving round the bushes.
I was iu the act of stooping to look at the prints, .when I
heard a tremendous roar close to me, and starting up, I saw
poor M`Mutelo in the j we of the monster ! I was so near
that I cou!si have touched him with the muzzled my gun.
I instantly discharged both barrels, each of which, es I
afterwards found, inflicted a mortal wound; the brute,
however, slid not relinquish its hold, but rolled, with our
unfit tunate friend, into the ravine where I was standing,
and I was obliged to spring up the opposite bank. Brett,
attracted by my shots, rushed to the spot, and fired, but
still the monster held. The heir id ssene baffles all des-
cription, and will haunt me to my dying day. We hurled
down large stones, and at last the tiger walked a few yards
and lay down. My servant, who behaved remarkably
well, joined me by this time with powder and ball, and I
stepped behind a bush to load. While doing so I heard
poor M'Murdo express his fear that the monster would re-
turn. Almost frantic I rushed forward, and saw the
hideous brute raised on her legs, with her dreadful eyes
glaring upon hies again, and only about three yards off.
A shot from my grin brought it on its aide, and one or
two more put an end to it. We found t'•e unhappy young
fellow much torn, especially about the limbs; his left
thigh and leg were dreadfully crushed. Brett galloped off
for medical aid, which, however, alas ! arrived too late,
our unfortunate companion having expired in my arms
about half an hour before. He lived, as far as I could
judge, about two hours, (for I had no watch) ; he spoke
to me as coolly and calmly as if nothing had happened,
and said he feared amputation would be necessary, but did
not appear to apprehend a fatal termination to the accident.
I despaired at first, but seeing his composure, began to
hope, and was inexpressibly shocked when he expired—to
all appearance without pain. I thought he had fainted,
as the effusion of blood, before I bandaged the wounds, was
very great. I have been in many trying scenes, but any
thing equal to what I have attempted to relate falls to
the lot of few men to witness. I have little room to
speak of the poor young man's noble qualities. He was a
most promising officer, and it may be said of hint, that he
lied never known fear. He was, in truth, as bold in
spirit, as he was generous in disposition. This mournful
story roust close toy letter."

POLICE INTELLIGENCE.

.7PIARYLEB ONE.

AN IRISHMAN'S DEFINITION OF JUSTICE.-Yesterday
one of the Anti-Unionists enveloped in several invelope-
ments of his native frieze, and, ust sober enough to be
able to walk without deviating a great deal from a straight
line, presented himself before Mr. GRIFFITH, roaring
out with the voice of a stentor, " Justice, your Honour,
justice !" The night charges had been disposed of for
some time, and the worthy Magistrate, not perceiving the
approach of the applicant, was reading one of the Morn-
ing Papers, suddenly raising his head, and looking at the
grey-clad Anti-Unionist, he demamled what he had to com-
plain of.
" Tin hits in the eye, and one—that's eleven," hic-
cuped the applicant, counting them on the tops of his
angers—" at quitting the house."
Who Etl uck you, asked the Magistrate ?—" A gentle-
man licensed victualler," vociferaVd the Irishman, in
voice louder, if possible, than that in which he had Sist
addressed the Alagistrate.
" I'm not deaf," said Mr. GRIFFITH ;" I can itear you
in a much lower key.
" A gentleman licensed victualler," repeated the appli-
cant, in a whisper scarcely audible to the officer who stood
beside him. • . .

Did you give him no provocation," demanded Mr.
GRIFFITH ?—" Provykashun !" ejaculated the boy,'
" now if that a'nt a dro!1 question—provoke a min to gi'
me tin hits in the eye, an' one at quittin' the house! By
the piper that played afore l‘loses, I kept my bands all
the time in my coat pocket., becays, ye see, I knew where
I was, and would'nt brake the laws by no means—that is,
withoat your Honom's lave."
Mr. GRIFFITH-You did very right; yin may have a
wart ant. " A warrant !" exclaitncd the applicant, " a
warrant ; tl,e warrant."
. .

..._....._
" What do you want then," demanded Mr. GRIFFITH ?
—" Jusht lave to give him one hit, honey," replied
the Irishman, in the sweetest coaxing accents imaginable.
" Oh, no," said Mr. GRIFFITH, " it is not in my
power to grant you permission to break the law ; you
asked for justice, and shall have it legally. If you take a
warrant and prove the assault, he shall be punished ?"
" If I prove th' assault," demanded the applicant, " will
your honour then gi' me lave to hit him."
" Certainly not," responded the Magistrate, " we'll
find another mode of punishing him."—" An' that's what
ye call justice," ejaculated the applicant. After a pause,
" Well may be it is the sort of justice ye have here," he
hiccuped in utter disappointment, " but 't ant the sort of
justice we have in ould Ireland."
Mr. GRIFFITII.--I'lll sorry I can't satisfy you, but a
warrant is all I can give you. The applicant looked
blank at this information, but his countenance suddenly
brightened up with the recollection of a means of attain-
ing the object he had in vicar flashing across his mind.
So jumping out of the witness box, at the imminent
hazard of losing Vs perpendicular, he exclaimed, "I'll
have justice in a few days—Dan is comin' to town, an'
Dan's the boy that knows what justice is. Bell gi' me
lave to have a hit at him. Tin hits in th' eye, and one—
that's eleven, at quittin' th' house, an' no justice 1 But
Dan's the boy—hurra! Dan for ever !" and " Dan for
ever !" was heard dying away in the distance, as the lover
of justice hurried hurried away from the office.
Q UE.EN- S QUA RE.
A punchy little man, who gave his name Henry Hem-
mington, was brought up front the station-house, before
Mr. WRITE, charged with attempting to bilk William
Bryant, the driver of the hackney-coach No. 62Q, out of
his legal fare.
It appeared, from the coachman's statement, that be•
tween twelve and one o'clock in the morning he was hired
by the defendant, in the Borough, to drive him to Staf-
ford-place. When he gat there he had forgot the number
of the house, and asked the defendant for the necessary in-
formation, and he then got a police constable on duty to
look out for the number of the house. When be got to
the door, he found the defendant had bolted, and the con-
stable ran after him, and took him into custody. His fare,
by time, was 6s , and the defendant, wl.o was very drunk,
bad only got a shilling in his pocket to pay him.
Mr. WHITS—WeII, Mr. Hetamingtan, what have you
to say to the charge?_" Why, your Worship," answered
the defendant, " I wishes to ask this coachman whether
he is not just as drunk now as I was last night?"
" Sir," replied coachee, holding fast by the bar to pre-
serve his equilibrium, " I am addrssting myself to this
here german, and I shall not answer them 'erequestions.
You knows as how you got out of the internal part of my
caach, and bolted away in the most unmanliest manner
u'ot was ever seen."
" Out of what part of your coach ?" inquired the Ma-
gistrate.—" The internal part, your Worship," replied
coachee (hiccuping), " which is wot we used to call the

[inside, hut we vow call.; it the ink/net/part, as the most
properest. word,• seeing as it is the most genteelest."
" Your Worship," said the defendant, " I own I alias
quite intosticated, and recollect but little about the warier,
but when the coachman demanded 65., I thote4htit .4as
too much, and said 1 would sooner go to the station-hoinr••
than pay him. He was as drunk as I was." " Oh,
shameful, shameful!" replied coachee, rallying himself,
" to call :ne drunk afer hotting out of the int rind put:o
my coach in such a gentlemanlike vay."
Mr. WHITE asked the police constable in what conditioN
the coachman and his fate were?--" They were both i.
for it," replied the chin:table.
Mr. \\rime ordered the defendant to pay the fare.
The Coachman now commenced a speech to express h's
thanks, clipping the King's English most unmercifully,
Mr. WHITE—I advise you to boll your tongue, or I
•ball certainly fine you ss. for being drunk.—" Beg var.
(Ion," said the colchnian. taking the hint—" I feel mach
obliged to you for all favours," and then instantly made
his exit. - - -

•
ANION-HALL.
Mary 4nn Deane, the wife of Mr. D. ane, landlord of
the Valentine and Orson, in Long-lane, Bermombey,
brought up for re-examinatitii on the charge of bigamy.
Inspector Bullock said, that none of the p lilies had
come forward. Ile added that Mr. Deane had not called
at the station-house for advice, or made any inquiries dna,
since Monday, as to the manner he should proceed to
obtain the necessary witnesses to prove the case; there-
fore, it was probable his intention was to abandon the
prosecution altogether against his wife.
Mr. HONE was rather surprised at this intimation, par-
ticular!), after the exhibition that had taken place there on
the day the charge was preferred, and ordered the pri-
soner to be discharged.
On quitting the office, she proceeded to a house in the
neighbourhood, where Mr. Deane was anxiott,ly waiting
for her. The moment she entered the apartment, he em-
braced her with all the love and tenderness of a devoted
husband, and expressing the utmost joy and happiness that
she was restored to him anti her family. David Ryall, the
second husband, was not in the way during this interesting
scene, and from the attachineLt evinced between that in-
dividual and Mrs. Deane, it is probable that her legal hus-
band will yet experience more unhappiness, in conse-
quence of his not having followed up the prosecution.