The Sun.
London, England, 1834-04-09 00:00:00

MARYLEBONE.

John Warren and Charles Willett, two well-
known thieves, were charged with attempting to
pick the pocket of Rear-Admiral Sir Tremayne
Rodd, of 80, Wimpole-street.
The worthy knight, about six o'clock that even-
ing, was walking along Tichfield-street, when all of
a sudden he felt a twitch at his coat-pocket ; he
turned round, when the prisoners, who were behind
him, took to their heels, but had not proceeded
many yards before they were stopped by an officer,
who took them into custody.
Francis Keys, the officer, saw them go behind the
prosecutor, who turned round, and the prisoners
then ran away, and were passing witness, when he
collared them.

The prisoners, who denied the charge, were con-
victed as rogues and vagabonds, and committed to
the House of Correction for three months.

THAMES POLICE.

Yesterday Diana Moore, a young woman, was
charged with stabbing Elizabeth Moore, her mother,
of Union-street, Shadwell.
The old woman, who had received a very danger-
ous wound in the forehead, and whose clothes were
saturated with gore, was led into the office by other
females. She appeared in a very weak state.
It appeared in evidence that about nine o'clock
That morning she was sitting at breakfast with
two other women and her daughter, when one of the
company dropped the prisoner's cup of tea on the
floor, and broke the cup. The prisoner, who was
greatly provoked at the accident, which was quite
unavoidable, seized the saucer belonging to the
broken cup, and was about to throw it at the head
Of the person who broke the cup, when her mother
rose from her seat and prevented her. The pri-
soner, who was in a most violent passion, imme-
diately seized a knife which was lying on the table,
and aimed a blow at her parent, which took effect
in her forehead, between her eyes. The old woman
fell as if dead, and the other females present en-
deavoured to secure the prisoner, who after a des-
perate struggle got away from them, rushed into the
street, and commenced an attack on the parlour
windows, and before she could be stopped broke
nineteen panes of glass. In the meantime a police-
man had been sent for, who on his arrival took the
prisoner into custody, and sent for a surgeon.
The policeman conveyed the prosecutrix to Dr.
Croucher, in Ratcliff-highway, who dressed the
wound, which was a very dangerous one.
In answer to questions from Mr. BALLANTINE,
the prosecutrix stated that her daughter had fre-
quently beaten her, but had never used a knife
before. She was very sorry she 'was compelled to
appear against her.
Mr.BALLANTINE committed the prisoner for trial.

Lord Brougham might have found a case
more in point for the very droll contest for precedence
between Mr. Jeffery and Sir John Campbell than the
case of Mr. Justice Eyre and Lord Erskine at the Old
Bailey. A cheesemonger's wife having attempted, at
a Lord Mayor's ball, to take precedence of a grocer's
wife, the latter pulled her back, significantly observing,
as she rushed by, " Nothing, Madam, after cheese."

A person the other day at Bradford was com-
plaining of the partiality of Sir A. Agnew's Sabbath
Bill, and instanced that part of it which fines a livery
stable-keeper for letting out a horse for hire on the
Sunday ; so that the poor man who cannot keep a
horse must be content to walk, whilst the rich man
who can keep a horse of his own may ride. " I think
Sir Andrew perfectly right," replied another, " for if
there is any truth in the saying, Set a beggar on
horseback, and he'll ride to the devil,' common huma-
nity will keep him out of the stirrups."

EXPENSE OF PROSECUTIONS.—On Mon-
day last several witnesses being called in a prosecu-
tion, all of whom spoke to precisely the same facts,
Mr. Justice Alderson said it was a great waste of pub-
lic time, a great waste of his own time, and a most
extravagant waste of public money. Many people
seemed to suppose that they had a right to dip their
hands as deep as they pleased into the county purse.
He hoped measures would be adopted to prevent such
a lavish expense.—Leeds Mercury.

We have an anecdote of Miss O'Neill, at
Worcester, where she lodged with a gentleman whose
admiration of his native place was enthusiastic; and
one day he persuaded her to a promenade, promising
her a splendid view from Rainbow-hill. During the
ascent he repeatedly entreated her not to turn before
he gave the word ; and when they reached the point
of view, expecting her, no doubt, to be lost in rapture,
he exultingly exclaimed, " Now, Madam !" She
turned, and nearly annihilated my friend by coolly
saying to her brother, " You may tell —, the ma-
nager, I shall not come for less than 1001. 1" and not
a single observation did she make on one of the moq
beautiful views in the world.—Dres Actor's I.