The Sun.
London, England, 1836-11-10 00:00:00

MARYLEBONE.

Yesterday Robert Mallet, a mud-bespattered personage,
minus a bat, but:who carried such an ample and impervious
thatch of hair on his cranium, as to render that appendage
useless, was brought before Mr. RAWLINSON, charged with
the following pugnacious conduct :
Police-constable Appleford, 32 D, was on duty near
Stafford-place, Oxford-street, about twelve o'clock the pre-
vious night, when he saw the defendant completely incased
in mud, with a number of persons round him. On inquiry,
be learned that he had been fighting with a lancer, as tall
again as himself. Imagining him to be in liquor, he con-
veyed him to the station-house for safety.
A gentleman, named Scott, residing at the `Blenheim
hotel, here stepped forward and said—l saw the prisoner
fighting with the soldier, and he appeared in a state of
great excitement.

- Defendant (starting indignantly)—Don't call me pri.
soner, Sir ; I'll let you know that I am—
Mr. RAWLINSON—What ? Defendant (with a graceful
bend)—l have the honour to be, Sir, a country tailor, ai
present residing at No. 109, New Bond-street, and just
arrived in town to procure the newest fashions for the em
suing season. _ _ _

Mr. RAWLINSON—Your coat don't seem to be of the
newest cut. Defendant—Damned unfashionable indeed,
Sir ; and fits me as a sentry box fits a sentinel. The fact
is, Sir, that in my contest with the lobster, in which I got off
with eclat (a claw), I lost my hat and coat, and the one I
have now on my back I borrowed from my friend George
Smith, who is about twice the size of myself, and lives in
Marylebone-lane.
RAWLINSON—You tailors are the most pugnacious
mortals on earth. How came you to quarrel with the
soldier ? Defendant—Reason enough ; I was walking with
a lady, when the lancer endeavoured to take her from me.
Mr. RAWLINSON—Who was this lady ? Defendant—
I believe she was what is termed, in fashionable language, a
lady of easy virtue. _ _

Mr. RANYLINSON—What became of the soldier? Defeo.
dant—Oh, I soon made him run.

Alr. RAWLINSON—(who seemed rather sceptical)—
Indeed!
It was here explained by a witness that the tailor scam-
pered away, and that the man of war ran after him.
Defendant—No such thing. Why, I could have given
him a " quietus with a bare bodkin," though he was much
bigger than myself.

Mr. RAWLINSON—What do you say for being drunk?
Defendant—l deny it. I had only two thimbles full of
brandy.
After some further questions, it was ultimately agreed
that the defendant should either find bail, or pay 55., the
usual penalty of drunkenness. He chose the latter alternative.

NOVEL TORTURE.—On Tuesday William Farr
and William Hardwich were brought to the Court House
by summons, charged with having assaulted John Long-
bottom, by tying a rope round his legs and lowering him
head foremost into a well, a depth of ten yards, by which
means they injured his legs, and placed him in great dan-
ger of his life. It appeared that some damage had been
done to buildings in course of erection by Hardwich, in,
Jerry-street, New Road-end, Leeds, and that they sus-
pected the complainant could give them some information ;
for the purpose of extorting which they put him down
into the well, calling out to him that if he did not tell them
all about it they would drown him. The man persisted
that he could give them no information, and they after-
wards drew him up. In their defence the defendants ad-
mitted having done so to frighten the complainant, and to
cause him to give him some information. They were fined
40s.each, and expenses.—Leeds Intelligencer.

VIOLET ; OR, THE DANSEUSE.—There have
been few works published during the present literary sea-
son, even though from the pens of old established favou-
rites, equalling in interest this production of an anonymous
writer. The author is said to be hitherto totally unknown
to the world of novel readers, but we doubt this, for it is
seldom that the first attempt of an unknown writer meets
with such general commendation as our critical contempo-
raries have bestowed upon " Violet." The Examiner, in-
deed, declares it to be a perfect revival of the genius of
Inchbald, as it includes all the properties of that genius—
the archness of " Nature and Art," as well as the pathos of
the " Simple Story."

The village of Wishram, at the head of the Long
Narrows, is a solitary instance of an aboriginal trading mart
or emporium. Here the salmon caught in the neighbour-
ing rapids were " warehoused "to await customers. Hither
the tribes from the mouth of the Colombia, repaired with
fish of the sea-coast, the roots, berries, and especially the
wappatoo, gathered in the lower parts of the river, together
with goods and trinkets obtained from the'ships which ca-
sually visited the coast. Hither also the tribes from the
Rocky Mountains brought down horses, bear grass, qua-
mash, and other commodities of the interior. The mer-
chant fishermen at the falls acted as middlemen or factors,
and passed the objects of traffic, as it were cross-handed,
trading away part of the wares received from the mountain
tribes to those of the rivers and plains, and vice versa. Their
packages of pounded salmon entered largely into the system
of barter, and, being carried off in opposite directions, found
their way to the savage hunting camps far in the interior,
and to the casual white traders who touched upon the
coast.—Astoria.