The Sun.
London, England, 1834-08-27 00:00:00

TO THE EDITOR OF THE SUN.

SlR,—About ten days ago you copied into your Journal a
" leading article" from the Morning Chronicle, which severely
censured the political apostacy of a Dissenting minister of the
name of Thomas, who was actively engaged in the East Glou-
cester election.
The Chronicle was in error. Mr. Thomas had not devoted
himself to the support of the Tory party, but had warmly
espoused the cause of Mr. Leigh. In another " leading ar-
ticle," the Chronicle acknowledged its mistake, and referred

its readers to Mr. Thomas's explanatory letter.
This second article you did not transfer to your paper,
which I, in common with many Dissenters who read it, and
admire the talent and independence with which it is conducted,
think you should have done.
I was a few days ago in company with a large party of Dis-
senters, who, having seen no other paper but yours, were ex-
pressing their regret and indignation at the supposed delin-
quency of Mr. Thomas.
I hope it will not be thought, by you, too late now to refer
to the circumstance.—l am, Sir, your respectfully,
P. J. SAFFERY.
Salisbury, August 25, 1834.

THE DUCHESS OF MARLBOROUGH.—Her Grace
is preparing for a trip to the North, accompanied by several
branches of her family.

The meeting of the Judicial Committee of the
Privy Council, appointed to be held (on appeals) on Friday,
at the Council Chamber, has been postponed.

The Lords Commissioners of the Admiralty will
visit this port (Devonport) during the ensuing week, when the
artisans of the Dock-yard will, in accordance with the sug-
gestion of a Gallant Admiral known to have their welfare at
heart, present a memorial to their Lordships, praying for the
abolition of the present system of classification of workmen,
which is so obnoxious to the feelings of the men, and does not
appear to be called for by any equivalent advantage to the
public service.—Devonport Telegraph.

The 42d Report of the Committee on Public Pe-

titions has been printed, and was delivered on Saturday morn-
ing. It contains an account of the petitions presented on the
23d and 25th of July ; therefore several other Reports have to
be published before the record of the petitions presented to the
House of Commons during the Session will be completed.
The number of petitions on all subjects presented to the 25th
July inclusive, amounts to 8,857. The petitions in the 42d
Report are principally in support of the Established Church.
The numbers presented on this subject to the time of making
the Report were, against the separation of Church and State
309 petitions, with 40,261 signatures ; in support of the Church
of England 1,062, with 136,533 signatures ; in support of the
Irish Church 198, to which 21,607 signatures were attached ;
and in support of the Established Church in Scotland 50 peti-
tions, with 18,927 signatures. The number of petitions pre-
sented by Dissenters praying for relief was 1,125, signed by
350,000 petitioners ; and against their claim 486 petitions,
with 34,535 signatures.

The Irish papers of all political parties announce
with regret the death of Captain Hamilton, R.N. He was
the eldest son of Archibald Hamilton Rowan, whose name is
so memorably associated with the calamitous events of 1798,
and is stated to have been a most meritorious officer and ex-
cellent man. His decease took place a few days since, at
Ratcoffey, the seat of his aged father.
QUOIT PLAYING EXTRAORDINARY, BY Two
BLIND MEN.—A few days ago, Mr. W. Bottomley, landlord
of the King's Arms Inn, Huddersfield, and a person of the
name of George Hoyts, both stone-blind, played a game at
quoits for a trifling wager distance eighteen yards; eleven
up. Their playing was directed by a person standing at each
hob, and calling out " Play at me," and then standing out of
the way. Bottomley counted seven before the other got one ;
they went on till each counted ten ; they then threw again,
and Hoyts got two, making him twelve. The four quoits the
last round were all within six inches of the hob ; and what is
most remarkable, during the whole of the game, the widest
played quoit was within two feet of the hob.—Yorkshire Gaz.
Mr. Beckford's " Memoirs of Extraordinary Paint-
ers." Perhaps, if we search the whole history of literature,
we shall not find so striking an instance of precocious genius
as these memoirs, which bespeak very much more of maturity
and strength of intellect than " Pope's Pastorals," and were
composed when their author was only sixteen. Its vein of
invention, more imaginative than Gulliver's, not less natural
than Scott's, is inexplicably attractive. Such are these
" Memoirs of Extraordinary Painters," and, if we mistake not,
our readers will hasten to an imaginative repast of no common
poignancy and sweetness.

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Dr. Johnson being introduced to a Roy. Prelate
who had long been very desirous to know him, the latter took
the opportunity of walking with the Doctor through St.
James's Park, for the purpose of improving the acquaintance.
The Doctor, however, did not happen to be in a very commu-
nicative humour, and the Bishop was at a loss what kind of a
remark to venture upon, by way of opening a conversation ; at
length, after a pause, turning to his companion, he observed
that the trees round them grew very large and strong. " Sir,"
said the Cynic,." they have nothing else to do."

THE CHARACTER OF DEISAI.—Such is the effect
of deism, that it withers the charm of every earthly blessing,
reducing it to the mere level of a degraded animal gratifica-
tion, and leaves to feed upon it like the beasts that perish,
without a thought that rises above the dust or that points be-
yond the grave. Where, then, is the balm which we may ap-
ply with effect to our wounded hearts in the days of trouble
and adversity, when we have rejected the aid of our Almighty
Physician ? But though all the troubles of life overtake us,
give us but the privilege with contrite hearts to cast ourselves
below the cross of our Redeemer, and pillow our heads on the
bosom of Omnipotence, and we shall rise superior to all afflic-
tion, and rejoice in tribulation—From the Sermons just pub-
lished by the Ettrick Shepherd.

James I. told his Parliament he was an absolute
King, and said to the House of Commons, " that he would
not hold his prerogative, or honour, or receive any thing, or
any or all his subjects." He said, " Kings were exempt from
any censure or correction on earth, and admonished them (the
Commons) to beware that they were not like Icarus, the son of
Daedalus, that soared so near the sun that the wax melted, and
his wings failed, and down he fell." He insulted the Com-
mons on every occasion except at the moment he expected to
have money voted. He taunted and threatened them. " I
pray you," said he, " do not too far move me to do that which
my power may tempt me to do." He forbad the Commons
debating on matters of government, and said, " The power of
Kings resembles the power Divine ; for as God can create and
destroy, make and unmake, so Kings can give life and death,
judge all, and be judged by none." What a practical com-
mentary was the fate of his son

QUARREL OF SCOTT AND HOGG, RELATED BY
THE SHEPHERD.—" One Sunday morning I found him in a very
bad humour indeed. He was sitting at his desk in his study
at Castle-street, and when I went in he looked up to me with
a visage as stern as that of a judge going to pronounce sen-
tence on a malefactor, and at the same time he neither rose
nor saluted me, which was always his wont, and the first words
he addressed to me were these Mr. Hogg, I am very angry
with you ; I tell you it plainly, and I think I have a right to
be so. I demand, Sir, an explanation of a sentence in your
Spli of yesterday,' Knowing perfectly well to what sentence
he Minded, my peasant blood began to boil, and I found it
rushing to my head and face most violently, as I judged my-
self by far the most aggrieved. Then I must demand an
explanation from you, Mr. Scott,' said I. ' Were you the
author of the article alluded to in my paper, which places you
at the head and me at the tail, nay, as the very dregs of all
the poets of Britain ?" What right, Sir, had you to sup-
pose that I was the author of it ?' said he, in a perfect rage.
Nay, what right had you to suppose that you were the author
of it, that you are taking it so keenly to yourself ?' said 1.
The truth is, that when I wrote the remark, I neither knew
nor cared who was the author of the article alluded to ; but
before the paper went to press, I believed it to be Mr. Southey,
for Johnnie Ballantyne told me so, and Swore to it ; but if the

feather suits your cap, you are perfectly welcome to it.'
Very well, Hogg,' said he, ' that is spoken like a man, and
like yourself; lam satisfied. I thought it was meant as per-
sonal to me in particular. But never mind. We are friends
again as usual. Sit down, and we will go to our, breakfast
together immediately, and it shall never more be mentioned
between us.' "—Frazer's Magazine.

NEW SYSTEM OF SWINDLING.—A party of
fellows are going about to hotels and coffee-houses as if they
had just arrived from the country, their luggage being expected
to be brought by their servant. They order a good dinner to
be served in the bed-room, drink about a glass of wine, put
the rest by, as they have ordered medicine, which soon arrives.
They then go out, saying that they will return presently, and,•
of course, are heard of no more. The name of one of the
parties is known, and will -probably figure at a police office
shortly.

The premium in England on gold coin may seriously
embarrass the Scottish bankers. The northern parts of Eng-
land could procure gold from Edinburgh or Glasgow cheaper
than from London. The Scottish bankers are not, like the
English, released from the obligation of paying in gold. We
seriously advise them, before the coming of the storm, to insist
upon being placed on the same footing as their southern com-
petitors.— Glasgow Paper.
A PROMPT WAY TO SETTLE A DISCUSSION.--
In the Town Council of St. Andrew's there is a couple of
parties ; when any question comes under review to which the
more liberal one is favourable, but on which it is thought by
the other party that some preliminary discussion may be of
importance, on which, however, the liberal are likely to have a
majority, a Learned Councillor commonly endeavours to put a
stop to all debate by the following pithy remark :—" D—n it,
what's the use o' explainin' an' makin' speeches ? put it to the
vott. We have a majority ; d—n it, Provost, put it to the
vott, dinna ye see we have a majority ? "—Dundee Guardian.

On Sunday morning last a little girl, apparently
about three years old, was crying in New-street-square, Fet-
ter-lane. She said she was lost. She speaks broad Scotch,
is dressed very decently, and appears as though she was just
come to London by the coach. She says " Mrs. Haines"
brought her to England. At present she remains in the care
of the humane individual who found her—viz., George Downs,
carver and gilder, No. 1, Dove-court, New-street-hill, Fetter-
lane.

LIVERPOOL COTTON MARKET, AUGUST 26.
We have had very little demand for Cotton to-day ; the quan-
tity sold is about 1,500 bales at last week's prices—viz., 20
Fernamsf llid. ; 20 Maranhams, 114. ; 250 Bahias, 10ad. to
101,d. ; 20 Surats,6ed. Remainder American, from 78d. to 9id.
THE VALUE OF A GOOD BOOK.—As good al-
most kill a man as kill a good book ; who kills a man kills a
reasonable creature--God's image • but he who destroys a
good book kills reason itself—kills the image of God, as it
were, in the eye. Many a man lives a burden to the earth,
but a good book is the precious life-blood of a master spirit,
embalmed and treasured up on purpose to a life beyond life.
'Tis true no age can restore a life, whereof, perhaps, there is
no great loss ; the revolutions of ages do not often recover the
loss of a rejected truth, for the want of which whole nations
fare the worse.—Milton. Speech for the Liberty of Unli-
censed Printing.
WAsPs.—With the last summer fruits the wasps
generally make their appearance. Many bad and even fatal
consequences have happened from this formidable animal find-
ing its way into the stomach. As a caution, it is advisable
to examine all stone fruits, especially those of the plum kind,
when gathered from the tree, or picked up previously to their
being eaten. At this time of the year it is safer, for the same
reason, to use a tumbler glass for malt liquor, than to drink it
out of a vessel of metal or earthenware. The following
melancholy event is noticed as a caution :—On Sunday last, at
Shipton-upon- Stour, as Mrs. E. Barber, of that place, was
drinking some beer, a wasp, which had got on a bit of toasted
bread in the cup, stung her in the mouth ; she cried out,
" 0 Lord 1 I shall die 1" and immediately expired.—Stam-
ford News.

DUELLING.—Affairs of honour are so frequent
among the ardent spirits of the younger Belgian Government,
that it has become a daily exercise among the gentlemen to
fire with pistols at a mark. Mons. Gendebein (the Deputy
who lately silenced his Senatorial enemy, the Minister of the
Interior, Rogier, by a shot through the mouth) is said to have
reached such a pitch of dexterity as to be able to bring down
a bee upon. the wing with the nicest certainty. Going out of
town for a short time is the ordinary but not the necessary re-
sult of having even killed an adversary. Mrs. Trollope met a
gay and amiable Belgian officer at a dinner table, who, she
afterwards learnt, had the day before killed his antagonist.
" I thought you were going out of town," said a whiskered
militaire, addressing him; " Yes, I shall take myself off to-
morrow for a couple of days," he replied. The morrow was
the day fixed for the funeral.— Quarterly Review.
CORONER'S INQUEST.—CAUTION TO PARENTS.
—An inquest was held on Thursday evening last, before Mr.
Ellison, Coroner, at Mr. Hawkswell's, the sign of the Turk's
Head, in St. Andrcwgate, York, on view of the body of Mary
Thrush, a young girl about eight years old, whose death had
been occasioned brdrinking a quantity of fly-water. Verdict
—" Accidentally poisoned by taking a quantity of fly-water."
The Jury recommended, at the suggestion of Mr. Allen, that
the retailers of fly-water should avoid using such deleterious
drugs, as the mineral poisons; as common pepper, or a decoc-
tion of faiassia, which are in themselves comparatively harm-
less, would destroy flies as well as the poison. The fly-water
which had caused' the death of the child was composed of
arsenic, -and there was something put in to sweeten it, which
might induce children to drink it ; or even if it got caked on
the side of a saucer, a child might bite it off with his teeth,
which would be very dangerous.
SINGULAR AND FATAL ACCIDENT.—On Thurs-
day week a young man, named George Hindley, who was em-
ployed at the colliery of Messrs. Platt and Lamb at Worsley,
was killed in a most extraordinary and awful manner. He was
standing at the mouth of the pit, ready to receive the tub of
coal that was coming up the shaft, and had just taken hold of
it to draw it towards the bank, when an explosion of fire-damp
took place, which raised up the shaft with such violence as to
blow him five or six yards into the air, and in his descent he
fell head-foremost to the bottom of the pit, a depth of 106
yards i Of course he was killed instantaneously, being lite-
rally dashed to pieces. There were several persons in the
pit when the explosion took place, but none of them were
seriously burnt. Mr. Rutter held an inquest on the body on
Friday, when a verdict of " Accidental Death" was returned.
—Manchester Courier.
FATAL ACCIDENT.—Thomas, aged 10 years,
youngest son of Thomas M'Connel, servant to John Hamil-
ton, of Sundrum, Esq., lost his life on Thursday se'nnight, in
a very sudden and melancholy manner. He and another little
boy had gone to fish in a deep pool, in the Water of Kiln,
called the Mill-o'-ness Linn. They had been but a few mi-
nutes there, when Thomas, in climbing over a detached piece
of rock that overhangs the pool, missed his hold, and fell back-
wards into the water. His little companion waited a short
time to see if he would manage to get out, but he did not come
to the surface. The other then gave the alarm, and the
mother of the drowned boy, whose house is about 100 yards
from the place where the accident occurred, was the first who
heard the tidings ; she ran to the water, but no trace of her
lost son was found, except his fishing-rod whirling about in
the pool. Her cries were heart-rending, and soon brought
together a considerable number of the workmen on the estate
of Sundrum, who immediately commenced grappling for him
in the bottom of the pool, but it was not till after three hours
of painful and anxious exertion that they succeed in recovering
the dead body.—Glasgow Herald.
RAFFLE EXTRAORDINARY.—A few days ago a
facetious master shoemaker, carrying on business in Steven-
street, Lisson-grove, determined on having his coffin made to
order (although he was at the time in the enjoyment of excel-
lent health), and kept in the house till required. He accord-
ingly gave the necessary order to an undertaker in the same
street, who carefully measured his customer, and sent home
the article, which was five feet nine inches in length. It was
carried into the parlour, where a number of the shoemaker's
friends had met by invitation to celebrate the odd event, and
after the owner, by his own particular request, had been placed
in the coffin, which fitted him remarkably well, the whole of
the party indulged in copious libations of old Tom Deady's
gin and other liquors of equal potency, and then separated.
They, however, had not been long gone before the courage of
the son of St. Crispin failed him, and being left to his medi-
tations, he shrunk aghast at the sight of that which was intended
for his last abode, and he resolved at once to send it back to
the shop from which it came, with an intimation that he would
send for it upon some future occasion. The undertaker,
thinking he had no right to have it returned upon his hands,
refused for some time to receive it, but ultimately agreed to do
so, and it now remains on his premises. Not being able,
however, to meet with a customer for the article, it was pro-
posed by the neighbours that it should be raffled for among
forty members of ls. each. The list is. fast filling, and in a
few days the important event is expected to come off. This
singular affair has caused much merriment among the inhabi-
tants of the vicinity of the eccentric shoemaker's residence.
WISBEACH.—A scene at once disgraceful and lu-
dicrous occurred in our church last Tuesday. An elder swain,
of about sixty years of age, named Hewett, had, it seems,
taken a fancy to a young girl of about twenty, named_Howett,
and having passed through the anxieties of a short courtship,
Mr. Hewett had, on the above morning, agreed to be united
for ever or rather " for better or for worse" to the damsel.
However, while proceeding to church the confidence of the
cautious bridegroom misgave him, and he asked his elect for a
little more time for consideration, but she wisely judging that
as procrastination is the thief of time, it might also rob her of
a husband, bluntly refused, and even when offered a sovereign
persisted in her resolution of being married. Opposition,
however, did but increase the bridegroom's scruples, and a
crowd being by this time gathered about him, who participated
in the poor girl's loss, he was forcibly borne in their arms into
church. But neither the venerableness of the structure nor
the reverend countenances of the officials, robed for their tasks,
could change his resolution of deferring the ceremony. When
asked by the clergyman whether he intended to marry, he gave
an ambiguous answer, which heated the mob who had crowded
around him into a rage, and notwithstanding the sanctity of the
place, they vented their sacrilegious anger in groans, hisses,
and assaults. Apples, onions, and the basses of the pews flew
in all directions, and altogether presented so disgraceful a
spectacle that had the lawless spirit of the times given a sanc-
tion to such abuses, it would have called for a scrupulous ex-
amination and punishment. A constable was ultimately called
in, who succeeded in rescuing the poor man from the fury of
the multitude, and we understand that he afterwards spent the
day with the maiden whom he had so shamefully treated.—
StamArd News.

MURDER IN HULME, MANCHESTER, ON
SUNDAY LAST.

MANCHESTER, MONDAY EvEra110.......A man, named
Junes Smith, belonging to the Royal Foot Artillery, sta-
tioned at the Horse Barracks, Hulme, shot his wife on the
• evening of Sunday last, under circumstances which invest
the fatal act with peculiar interest. It appears that the
unfortunate woman alluded to had been before married to a
soldier, with whom she was abroad in various parts of the
world, during a period of several years. Her conduct,
however, was very reprehensible, and at length she was
sent home in disgrace from the West Indies. The allotted
time of her husband's foreign service expired about the
same time, and he also came to England ; but so anxious
was he to get rid of his partner, that he petitioned to be
permitted to return to the unhealthy climes from which he
had been so recently emancipated. The request was granted,
and be set Out on the voyage without his wife, but died be-
fore he reached his place of destination. In the meantime
his wife became acquainted with Smith ; and as pregnancy •
was speedily the consequence, the parish officers of Woolwich,
the place at which he was then quartered, offered-him the•
choice of marriage or a prison, the moment it was ascer-
tained that her husband's death left her open to such an
engagement. The poor fellow little imagined that life or
death to both rested upon his answer—yet so it was. He
chose marriage, which proved as miserable as might be ex-
pected. She wasted his little means in intemperance, and
he frequently plunged into the same vice, with reckless dis-
regard of the injury he was doing to himself, while he was
endeavouring to " spite his wife." About six weeks ago
she was delivered of twins, a boy and a girl ; their other
child, a remarkably fine boy, being about three years old at
the time. Her health had been extremely delicate since
that event, but still she followed her old course ; and, on
Sunday morninc, last, when her husband came off guard, he
found his miserable home without food He had given her
twelve shillings the night before, but she had, it is said,
provided nothing. A quarrel was the consequence, and
Smith went to a beer-shop opposite to the house in which
he lodged, called for a pint of ale and declared to the land-
_

lord that he would get drunk; adding, subsequently, in refe;-
, ence to his wife, that he " would do her business that day."
They were both, to use the words of their next door neigh-
bour, " half-gone all day ;" and violent words passed between
them. At about five o'clock the unhappy woman was seen
to rush out of her house into the street, exclaiming—" Help,
for God's sake, help ! my husband's going to shoot himself!"
Some assert that she said, " n'iy husband is going to shoot
me !" but on this point there is a diversity of opinion, which
can only be set at rest by the inquisition which is now pro-
ceeding before J. S. Rutter, Esq., Coroner. However this
may be, she turned back, which does not seem as if, in the
first instance, the threat was held out to her. She turned
back, and had just reached the entrance of the house, with
one of her infants on her left arm at the breast, when
Smith fired through the partition which formed the pas-
sage. The ball struck her in the middle of the throat,
issued at her back, beneath one of the shoulder-blades,
crossed the street, perforated a garden rail opposite,
struck against the wall, and fell upon the steps of a
cellar beneath. The wretched woman reeled a few paces,
and then fell heavily upon her left side : her arm fortu-
nately saved her infant from serious injury, but the tor-
rent of blood which gushed from so dreadful a wound,
quickly rendered the poor child a ghastly object, and no
one could for some time tell whether it had been wounded
or not. An old soldier, named Bentham, who first took,
the infant in his arms, described these appalling circum-
stances with affecting eloquence. " I have been twenty-
nine years in the service," said he, '• and I've seen a power
of wounds and blood, and such like ; but such a sight as
this I never saw before." An alarm was of course quickly
spread, and numbers entered the house. The murderer
was sitting calmly on the bed, with his firelock, the instru-
ment of death, beside him. He expressed no regret for
what he had done, and readily surrendered himself to the
officer who was sent for to apprehend him. The death of

the unfortunate woman was almost instantaneous ;~she
never moved after she fell. To judge from her appear-
ance after death, she was about thirty years of age, and
had been extremely good-looking. Smith is about 28 years
of age.

THE PAINTER AND THE WOOD CARVER.

Many years ago, there lived in the land of Gujassmunn,
a Chan, whose name was Gunisschang. This Chan, how-
ever, died, and his son Chamuk Sakiktschi was elected
Chan in his place. Now there lived among the people of
that country a painter and a wood-carver, who bore similar
names, and were inimically disposed towards each other.
Once upon a time, the painter Gunga drew nigh unto the
Chan, and said unto him, " Thy father bath been borne
into the kingdom of the Tangari (spirits) and bath said
unto me, Come unto me !' Thither I went, and found

thy father in great power and splendour; and have brought
for you this letter from him." With these words the pain-
ter delivered unto the Chan a forged letter, the contents of
which were as follows :—" This letter is addressed to my
son Chamuk Sakiktschi ; when departed this life, I was
borne to the kingdom of the Tangari. An abundance of
all things reigns in this land ; but since I am desirous of
erecting a pagoda here, and there are no wood-carvers to
be found here, do you dispatch unto me Gunga, the wood-
carver. The means by which he is to reach this place, he may
learn from the painter." After he had perused this letter, the
Chan of Gujassmunn said, " If my father has really been car-
ried into the realms of the Tangari, that would indeed be
a good thing. Call hither the wood-carver !" And the
wood-carver was called, and appeared before the Chan, and
the Chan said unto him, The Chan, my father, has been
carried into the realms of the Ttingitri. He is desirous of
erecting a pagoda, and because there are no wood-carvers
there, he is desirous that you should be dispatched unto
him.' With these words the Chan displayed unto him the
forged letter, and when he had read it, the wood-carver said
unto himself, Of a surety, Gunga the painter has played
•me this trick ; but I will try if I cannot over-reach him.'
Thus thinking, he enquired of the painter, By what means
can I reach unto the kingdom of the Tangari ? To these
words the painter replied, When thou has prepared all
thy tools and implements of trade, then place thyself upon
a pile of faggots, and when thou hast sung songs of re-
joicing, set light to the pile of faggots. Thus thou wilt
be able to reach the kingdom of the Tangari. • Thus
spake he, and the seventh night from that time was
appointed for his setting forth on his journey. But when
the wood-carver.returned home unto his wife, he spake unto
her these words The painter hath conceived wickedly
in his mind against me ; yet I shall try means to
over-reach him. Acoordingly the wood-carver secretly con-
trived a subterraneous passage, which went from his own house
into the middle of his field. Over the aperture in the field
he placed a large stone, and covered the stone with earth,
and when the seventh night was come, the Chan said,
This night let the wood-carver draw nigh unto the Chan,
my father.' Thereupon, agreeably to the commands of the
Chan, every one of the people brought out a handful of the
fat of the gunsa. A huge fire was.kindled, and the wood-
carver, when he had sung the songs of rejoicing, escaped
by the covered way which he had made, back to his own
house. Meanwhile the painter was greatly rejoiced, and
Pointed upwards with his finger, and said, There rideth
the wood-carver up to heaven.' All who had been present,
too, betook themselves home, thinking in their hearts, the
wood-carver is dead, and gone up above to the Chan.'
And the woodrearver remained concealed at home a whole
month, and allowed no man to set eyes upon him, but
washed his head in milk every day, and kept himself always
in the shade. After that he put on a garment of white
silk, and wrote a letter in which stood the following words :
This letter is addressed to my son, Chamuk Sakitschi : •
That thou rulest thy kingdom in peace, it is very good.
Since thy wood-carver has completed his work, it is need-
ful that he should be rewarded according to his deserts.
Since, moreover, for the decoration of the pagoda, many co-
loured paintings are necessary, send unto me the painter, as
thou bast already sent this one.' The wood-carver then drew
nigh unto the Chan, with this letter. What !' cried the
Chan, art thou returned from the kingdom of the Tan-
gari ?' The wood-carver handed the letter unto him, and
said, I have, indeed, been in the kingdom of the Tangari,
and from it lam returned home again.' The Chan was
greatly rejoiced when he heard this, and rewarded the
wood-carver with costly presents. Because the painter is
now required,' said the Chan, for the painting of the
pagoda, let the painter be called before me.' The painter
drew nigh accordingly, and when he saw the wood-carver
fair and in white shining robes, and decorated with gifts, he
said unto himself, Then he is not dead I' And the Chan
handed over to the painter the forged letter, with the seal
thereto, and said, Thou must go now.' And when the
seventh night from this time arrived, the people came
forward as before, with a contribution of the fat of the
gunsa, and in the midst of the field, a pile of faggots was
kindled. And the painter seated himself in the midst of
the fire, with his materials for painting, and a letter, and
gifts of honour for the Chan Gunisschang, and sang songs
of rejoicing. And as the fire kept growing more and more
intolerable, he lifted up his voice, and uttered piercing cries,
but the noise of the instruments overpowered his voice, and
at length the fire consumed him.—Lays and Legends of
Various Nations.—Tartary.

We have seen a letter from Montreal, dated the
29th of July, which states that the thermometer in the shade a
few days before had stood at 101.

This morning, about half-past eleven, as a gentle-
man was driving a four-wheeled chaise down Parliament-street,
his horse took fright, and dashed with considerable violence
upon the footway, striking down all before it. Three persons
were taken up in a senseless state, and one, a boy, had his
bead laid open in a dreadful manner. The surgeon, upon.
examining the wound, pronounced it dangerous.