The Sun.
London, England, 1834-09-19 00:00:00

POLICE INTELLIGENCE.

MANSION-HOUSE.
Much amusement was yesterday caused by the examina-
tion of a gentleman who appeared in the habiliments of one
of the Society of Friends, but whose carbuncled face indi-
cated occasional deviations from the line of temperance
beyond the limits of which none but what are called black
sheep can wander.
A little Irish lady charged a young man, named Hart,
who she said introduced her husband to females who were
not quite so particular as they ought to be, with having not
only roughly handled her when she went to expostulate with
her worse half, but with having also used his foot in such a
manner that she fell plump upon her face.
The assault upon the lady was strongly denied by the
defendant, who declared that no flesh or blood except his
could stand " the rancour of the lady's tongue ;" that she
had almost talked her poor husband out of his wits, and
was now talking him out of his situation ; and that her jea-
lousy was such as to supply her with strength not only to
conquer upon the defensive or shoot flying, but actually to
fight a man, for, as she could hit most conveniently in the
" wind," her sharp knuckles were enough to play the deuce.
The lady said that her husband had been induced by the
defendant and other vulgar persons to desert her for the
society of three or four " creatures," whom he treated with
roasted pigs and partridges, while she was obliged to con-
tent herself with dry bread and a bone at home. She put
put it to the Lord Mayor's sense of honour whether she
was not to resent such conduct.
The LORD MAYOR admitted that the feasting was vexa-
tious to the excluded party, but assured the lady that his
experience convinced him, that those who indulged most in
that sort of amusement were far from being the most happy.
He remembered a city dignitary who in searching about for
an appetite one day, was solicited by a beggar. " Please
your honour, I'm starving," said the beggar. "Go along,
you naked rascal," said the gentleman, " I'd give you a
100/. for your appetite."—(Laughter.)
Here the Quaker stood forward, and said, " I'll be upon
my affirmation, my Lord, that if they'd make it a little
mutual upon both sides there would be no cause for this
here werry great jangle."—(Laughter.)
The LORD MAYOR—Pray, my friend, have you been at
any of these feasts ? The Quaker—Whenever I goes any-
wheres I always puts down my own money,
The LORD MAYOR—I don't at all doubt it ; but you
have been, I dare say, along with these ladies and gentle-
men ? The Lady—He has, my Lord. He knows he has.
I understand he has come in for a good share of the wild
fowl and port wine.
The Quaker—Stop, my good lady, don't you speak until
your time comes round. It's wery improper to let your
tongue for to go. My Lord, you knowed my father well,
Now you see I might a dined with my father, and then I
would'nt be here ; and I'm wery sorry I came here at all,
for I don't see what good it is.—(A laugh.)
The Loan MAYOR—But you had a little of the port
wine ? Come, you look as if you had ? The Quaker—l
never had no port wine upon my—(Laughter)—l mean
upon my affirmation.

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The LORD MAYOR—Nor grog ? A little drop I know
you must have had ? The Quaker—l never had no grog
neither, upon my honour.—(A laugh.)
The Lady—Who was the female you took the messages
to ? The Quaker —l'm sure I can't say whom she were,
but I know I didn't take no wine nor grog neither with
her. You see, my Lord, this here young man as is married
to this good lady is a werry excellent young man, and he is
a decent young man too as ever you had afore you ; and
this good lady, no, I can't say nothing against her, but you
see, if they was both a leetle more mutual, it wouldn't dis-
annul neither on 'em to live happy together, or if not, you
know they might go asunder, and he might allow her a
matter of five or six shillings a week or so.—(Laughter.)
The Lady (with ineffable disdain)—Four or six shillings
a week ! What ! and let him be feasting this smuggler and
these nasty women ! Never.

The Quaker—Smuggler! Am I a smuggler ?—(Great
laughter.) The Lady—No, I don't mean you ; I mean the
defendant.

The Quaker—Upon my affirmation I never smuggled
nothing. But this is what I get by coming out of my way
for to make parties agreeable. I'm werry sorry I didn't
stay at home. As for Mr. Hart, I knowed he went to sea
a little, but an't no smuggler, I'm sure.
Defendant—Not I.

The Quaker—l said so. My.good lady, you lets your
tongue go a-galloping when it ought to go a-walkh or for
to stand still.
The Lady—My Lord, you see how degrading it is to me
that my husband should leave me to associate with such
illiterate wretches as these. Why, they can't speak a word
of English.—(A laugh.)
The Quaker—What ! Mr. Hart, am I that wretch as
she calls me ? Defendant—Not a bit of it.—(Laughter.)
The Quaker—Then I say it's horrid and abominable,
and let me tell you it's werry improper too, for to say such
a thing, my good lady.—(Great laughter.)
The LORD MAYOR said that although a person might
expect to see the gentleman who had acted as intercessor in
a very singular apparel, that which he wore was not exactly
the dress suited to his peculiar accomplishments and quali-
fications. It was, however, evident that his intentions
were good. As for the lady, she had to blame her tongue
for her chagrin ; and as for the defendant, he must enter
into his own recognizances to keep the peace.

BO W-STREET.
Yesterday John Brown, John Rade and William
Davies, were charged before Mr. HALLS with having kept
a private still for manufacturing spirits at No. 203, High
Holborn.

The defendants had nothing to say, and were fined 301.,
and, in default, committed for three months to hard labour
at the House of Correction.

WORSHIP- STREET.

DUEL PREVENTED.—Yesterday Mr. IL Charrington, a
gentleman residing at Hornsey, was brought before Mr.
TWYFORD, the presiding Magistrate, by an officer of this
establishment, charged with exciting -- Marshall, Esq.,
also a resident at Hornsey, to commit a breach of the peace
by fighting a duel.

The
defendant, who was prepared with bail, entered into
he required security, and then left the office, threatening
,o adopt other measures against Mr. Marshall.

MARLBORO UGH- STREET.
William Hill, a middle-aged man, was yesterday brought
up, charged with violently assaulting a police constable
named Pratt.
Mr. CHAMBERS fined the defendant 41., or, in default,
two months' hard labour in the House of Correction.