The Sun.
London, England, 1856-01-24 00:00:00

AN INTERESTING SCENE.

On Monday morning a very affecting incident occurred
on the arrival at Woolwich of a portion of the Royal
Artillery from Sebastopol, viz., Major Lukin, 1 serjeant,
1 corporal, 2 bombardiers, and 21 gunners and drivers,
who disembarked at the Royal Arsenal from the Buco-
phalus transport, which arrived there on Saturday even-
ing, having a great number of Russian trophies from
Sebastopol. The band of the Royal Artillery went to
the Arsenal wharf, to escort them up to the barracks,
and as they passed through the streets loud cheers Of
welcome issued forth from the vast assemblage who had
gathered along the whole line of streets to welcome the
brave heroes, the band playing the Scottish air " Scots
wha hats," and "Cheer, boys, cheer," and other popular
airs. On arriving on the ommon crowds of people
were there waiting, and as it was the usual hour for
drilling the whole of the men were out, both old and
young soldiers.
After being formed np, the Commandant of the Gar-
rison, Major-General E. C. Whinyates, C. 8., K.H.,
Colonel 'W. C. Anderson, Major G. A. Maude, C. 8.,
Brigade Major Captain R. K. French, with several
other officers, came up to them, and inspected the men,
after which the gallant General addressed them as fol-
lows :
" Soldiers,--I am glad to see you. You are welcome
back. I see you hare behaved yourselves nobly, and have
been sent home to escort the trophies you have helped
to win—you have upheld the name of the regiment o
t
which you belong—you have fought for your Queen and
country's cause, and have been a pattern to the regi.
ment you belong to, and a bright example to all those
young soldiers around you. I cannot
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The gallant officer then took off _his hat to them, and
the Sebastopol victors gave three hearty cheers, after
which they went to their quarters. The gallant General
appeared so filled with emotion as not to be able to give
utterance to his feelings.

CABEWISSNESEI WITH FIREARDIF3.—On the discc very of
the Burnopfield murder there was a general arming in
the district. Guns, pistols, and swordsticks were pro-
vided
m safeguards against attack, as though poor Stir-
hiog would have been protected from his assassins
by a weapon of defence. One of the alarmists,
driving the other day along Newcastle-street, dropped a
loaded "revolver" from his dogcart. The next vehicle
that followed ran over the pistol, and off went one of the
barrels. A. lad picked up the piece, and a crowd gathered
round him, which was soon dispersed by an intimation
from a bystander that their lives were in peril. A man
riding by in a cart got possession of the pistol, and threw
it among a load of bottles, with which he drove rattling
off to au inn stable. There some curious wight, fishing
out, the revolver, was turning it round and round, when
away blazed one of the barrels, and a poor horse was
shot by the "Colt," the ball passing right through the
haunch. 'Tis surprising how carelessly loaded firearms
are carried. On a recent occasion a customer called at
an inn on the Tyne, and gave his greatcoat to a damsel
to hang in the bar. It was hung up accordingly, and
shortly afterwards the barrels of a " revolver" were seen
peeping out of a hole in the pocket ! The owner got
merry before his departure, and " mine host," like a
prudent man, fired off every barrel before restoring the
coat—Gat get cad Owner.