The Sun.
London, England, 1834-11-14 00:00:00

MAR YLEB ONE.

Yesterday, Joseph Fisher, butler in the service of Major
William Wallace Ogle, of No. 13, Bryanstone-square, was
placed at the bar, charged with the following daring and
violent assault on his master :

Major Ogle (who appeared with a green shade over his
eyes, both of which, as well as his nose, were terribly
bruised and blackened) deposed that the- prisoner had for
some time past been in his service as butler, and had always
conducted himself with propriety till the precedinc, day,
when complainant observed while he was waiting at. dinner
that he was very tipsy. He immediately ordered him to
leave the room, when he assumed an attitude of defence,
and resolutely refused to do so. He then took him by the
arm and led him out ; but had scarcely let go of him be-
fore he up with his fist and struck him (complainant) a tre-
mendous blow in the face, which was in consequence (as
might be seen) very much disfigured. He did not wish to
press the charge, as the prisoner would lose his situation ;
but he thought that some slight punishment ought to be in-
flicted on him as a caution to him to behave with more
respect to his masters in future.
The prisoner, who was very sorry for his misconduct, was
fined 31., which having been paid, he was discharged.
Emma Floyd and Ann Prideaux, two piling women,
fashionably attired, were placed at the bar for re-examina-
tion on a charge of stealing a very handsome embroidered
child's frock belonging to Mr. Blake, linen-draper and
general salesman, No. 88 and 89, Edgeware-road.
It appeared from the evidence of Mr. and Mrs. Blake
that for several months past the prisoners had been in the
habit of coming to their shop, always together, sometimes
twice a day, and after looking over articles of various de-
scriptions, purchasing something to the amount of one
shilling, or eighteen-pence. Having lately missed property
from the shop to a considerable amount, they suspected the
prisoners to be the thieves, and accordingly determined to
keep a sharp watch on their actions. On the afternoon of
Thursday last the prisoners as usual entered the shop, and
requested to look at some stockings, which Mrs. Blake
reached down from a shelf behind, and while turning round
again saw the prisoner Floyd in the act of concealing the
frock above-mentioned beneath her shawl, but which, on
being perceived, she adroitly passed to her companion.
Mrs. B. then told them she Iliad long suspected they were
thieves, and had now detected them in the fact, upon which
the prisoners begged to be forgiven, and offered to pay any
sum required. A police-constable was, however, sent for,
who conveyed them to the station-house.
Police sergeant Elliott of the A division took the pri-
soners into custody, and on searching their lodgings, No. 7,
Shouldham-street, Lisson-grove, he found a small leather
bag containing 276 duplicates, a handsome tortoiseshell
' comb and several fancy articles now produced.
There were no fresh charges aganst the prisoners, who
seemed to have made Mr. Blake their victim, nearly all the
duplicates above mentioned relating to property belonging
to him.

The pawnbrokers present, some of whom came a long
distance, here produced upwards of 100 different pledges,
consisting of remnants of silk, muslin, silk handkerchiefs,
women's shoes, stays, &c. ; and in most cases, one or other
of the prisoner's were recognised as the pawner in the
assumed names of Watts, Wilkins, and Coulson.
Mr. Blake identified the whole of the articles produced
as his property.
The prisoners, who by the advice of their solicitor, Mr.
Flower (of the firm of Alderman Harmer and Co., Hat-
ton-Garden), declined saying anything, were further re-
manded till Saturday, in consequence of the non-attendance
several other pawnbrokers, against whom summonses were
ordered to be issued. _

THE CHIMNEY SWEEPERS' ACT.—Yesterday this office
was crowded to excess by members of the " sooty tribe,"
in consequence of some of the trade having been summoned
for crying " sweep" in the streets, contrary to the recent
Act of Parliament.
Charles Cox, an old sweep, was the first one called on.

Daniel Boswell, one of the United Society of Master
Chimney Sweepers, heard the defendant call " sweep" in
Warren-street, Fitzroy-square, on the 16th ult.
Defendant.—Yer Worship, I don't deny the fact. If its
true I am wery sorry for the circumstance. Here he
handed in a summons which had been served on his son,
and wished both cases to be decided together. The evi-
dence was precisely the same.
Mr. SHUTT (to the son)—Are you guilty or not guilty?
—Young Sooty (hesitating)--Neither von nor fother.
Old Cox (to his son)—Charley, vy don't you chirp up
and tell his Vorship wot he axes you ? Young Sooty.—
Vell, then, I worn't crying s'veep at all.
The witness Boswell did not wish to press for a convic-
tion, as the elder Cox had since become a member of the
Society, and conformed to its rules.
Mr. SHUTT.—Then on the costs being paid the sum-
monses are dismissed.
Old Cox.—Good for ever bless yer Vorship, yer vife,
and family.

It is in contemplation to effect a junction between
the Danube and the Rhine by means of a canal. The distance
is 23i German, or about 90 English miles.
USEFUL HINT To MISSIONARTES.—A former
Pastor of the parish of Logie, distinguished for simplicity of
manners, when assistant to the celebrated Doctor Henry, hap-
pened to meet the Doctor on the Castle Hill of Edinburgh,
during the French war, when the following dialogue took
place :—" What ha'e ye been doing in the Castle, Mess
John ?" " I've been about my master's work, Doctor—Con-
verting the puir deluded bodies, the French prisoners." " A
most orthodox employment—of course ye understand their
language ?" " Na, ne'er o' word of French can I speak."
Astonishing 1 how did you get on ?" "To tell you the
truth, Doctor, it was no easy matter—for the first time, when
I tried to be serious with them, they jeer'd and made a fule o'
me 1 but I fell on a better plan the day; I ordered in a great
bowl o' punch, and we a' sat round it, and drank to one ani-
ther—they leugh and I leugh I—and ye ken, Doctor, the Lord
works Ws an mirk."