The Sun.
London, England, 1840-07-06 00:00:00

IMPERFECT DRAINAGE AT

KNIGHTSBRIDGE.

It is anxiously hoped by persons resident on the spot
that the proper officers—viz., either the Board of
Ordnance, or the Commissioners of Woods and Forests
—may be prevailed upon by a sense of humanity, if not
of official duty, to examine into the condition of the
cavalry barracks at Knightsbridge, with a view to some
abatement of the nuisances which they have long in-
flicted upon that populous neighbourhood. The evils
complained of are said to arise from the total absence of
all effectual sewers and drainage, the frequent over-
flowing of the privies and cesspools, and the conse-
quent saturation of the surrounding atmosphere with
noxious and pestilential smells, which facts cannot in-
deed fail to be familiar to every one who is in the
habit of walking or driving along the road, from the
floorcloth factory down to the half-mile stone, and
still more so to the occupants of the row of
houses between the gate of Trevor-square and
the corner near the coach-stand. We learn on
the best authority. that at times this grievance to the
inhabitants of Knightsbridge has been (vice intolera-
ble, and from the nature of things it admits of no
remedy, but either the construction of a complete main
sewer, which shall carry off the whole mass of impuri-
ties by communication with the sewers of Brompton,
or the removal of the entire range of barracks from
Hyde Park to some more appropriate site. It is said
that there has existed for many years a more frequent
mortality among the household troops stationed at
those particular barracks than occurs to any others
about London. One cause assigned for this calamity
is the situation of the regimental hospital, which has the
repute of being established immediately over, or con-
tiguous to, a certain class of offices not of the most
cleanly description. This assuredly cannot be bene-
ficial to patients whose prevailing maladies are said
to be of the pulmonary kind. But, at all events,
what our informants complain of is the (grievance to
the citizens produced by the above state of things, and
it is manifestly one which ought not to be, and must
not be, further tolerated. The barracks themselves are
represented to be far gone in dilapidation and decay,
and it is probable that the period for giving them the
necessary repair, if repaired they are to be, might prove
likewise the most convenient for bestowing due atten•
tion on the drainage. But the subject is one which
sure!) calls for the earnest interference of those autho-
rities under whose jurisdiction such matters lie, and we
have not heard that the present Woods and Forests
have shown themselves regardless of their duty when
the public health and comfort are so immediately in-
volved in its diligent performance.—Tieres.

A DRUNKARD'S ADVENTURE.—At a teetutil
meeting, held in the Wesleyan Chapel of Norton, on the even-
ing of Wednesday, the 24th ult., 'l'. Moore, a reformed
drunkard, of Market Lavington, said, in his address to the au-
dience—" Many of you know me ; and you know what a poor
miserable and degraded wretch I have been ; but you do not
know all the misery and wretchedness Meld' I have experienced.
Upon one occasion I went front home, and meeting with some
of my drunken companions, we spent every farthing of our
money in the public-house, where we remained the m..st of
the day. When the evening arrived, it became very wet, and
as we were some distance front home. we requested the
landlord to allow us to sleep over night amongst some
straw in his stable. This request seas not granted, although
we had spent all our money in his house; so we were turned
out in the dark, when the rani was descending in torrents.
On our way home, through a field, we Caine to a rick of straw,
and, being thoroughly tired and drenched with wet, we deter-
mined to huddle in the straw till the morning. Early next
morning my companions got up, and went home ; but I was
so weak that I could not accompany them, and was therefore
obliged to remain amongst the straw. After some time, tw•e
farmers, with a gun, came past, and, observing a hole amongst
the straw, on,. of them said, " There's a fox amongst the
straw." " Hush," said the other, at the same time cocking
his gun, " I'll fire into the hole, and shoot hart." I thought
there was no time to lose, if I wished to save my life, so I
called out, " Stop, stop ; it's Tom Moore, the fiddler."—
Wiltshire Indepenele'it.

FORCE OF IMAGINATION.— Mr. Jonathan
Jonah Cobalt Bang, says, .‘ I once knew a fellow of the name
of Dunnaker ; he had some copper mines in the midst of a
desert, and a tarnation pretty profitable consarn they would
have been too, if there had been any pasture at hand to feed
the critters of horses that worked the machines, but there
wasn't and the whole consarn was fast going into the back set-
tlements, when he hit upon the expedient of supplying the
want of grass by the force of imagination. I'll tell you how it
as ; he put green spectacles on the critter? and fed them on
deal shavings ; did as well as the best grass in the world
American Paper.
I'sATAL ACCIDENT ON THE RIVER.--On
Widnesdai, about twelve o'clock, a distressing accident took
Place off Greenwich, which caused the loss of a gentleman
named Whistler. residing in Nelson-street, Greenwich. Mr
W., his sister and aunt, hired a waterman t convey them oa
board the Princess Victoria bound to Southend and Sheer-
ness. Whew the boat got alongside the steamer, and the three
passengers mere about to step on board, a barge drove along-
side, and Captain Fairbairn, being apprehensive that the boat
would be crushed between the steamer and the barge, ordered
the man at the gangway
to
let go
oa in order that the Princess Victoria should clear the boat.
unfortunately, at the inomentoicanbdotalti directed the
tthge tli enginese
bargteo
struck her quarter, and sunk her directly. Immediately assist-
ance was rendered b 7 the people on board the steamer and by
the crew of a collier s boat, who put oft' to the assistance of
ut hpe. parties, .
wainu4
sl t
itehre
disappearedwat erruan
underiatd the
the two ladies were
and
neverpicked
rose again.

A GOOD WlFE.—Matilda, consort of King
Stephen, was a woman made for the proportion of both fortunes •
in adversity not dejected—in prosperity not elated ; while her
husband was at liberty, a woman—during his durance, as it
were, a man ; acting his part fur him when he was restrained
from acting it himself—not looking that fortune should fall into
her lap, but industt ious to procure it.— The 41.faliers o Enyland.
CUT AND COME AGAIN.--A gentleman dining
ith a member of the Society of Friends, after having eaten
enough for four moderate visiters, re-helped himself, exclaim-
ing, " You see it's cut and come again with me !" to which
th'e Quaker gravely replied, " Friend, out agarn thou may'st,
but come again thou never shalt. American Paper.