The Sun.
London, England, 1856-10-21 00:00:00

PO LICE INTELLIGENCE.— (This Day.)

MARLBOROUGH-STREET.
A CRIMEAN HERO IN TROUBLE.— William Dumbartop,
a private soldier, belonging to the 3d battalion of the
Grenadier Guards, wince breast was adorned with the
Crimean medal, was brought before Mr. Beadon, cbarged
with assaulting and attempting to rob John Bolderon, a
servant out of place, residing at 2G, Stanley-street,
Paddington.
The prosecutor deposed that about a quarter past 9
la.it night, being troubled with an attack of spasms, he
thought a little fresh air would do him good, and ac-
cordingly ho went into Hydepark for that purpose. Re
ente7ed by the Marble Arch, and proceeded down the
middle. walk, when defendant met him and wished him
good evening and passed on. Witness had not walked far
when t!le prisoner came after him, and placing himself
before bdm, eaid, " How are you ? I have not seen
you for a. long time." Prosecutor told prisoner that he
bad the advantage of him, and they walked on some dis-
tance talking together. The prisoner then suddenly
seized him by the arm and demanded a shilling of him,
and on his telling him that be had not got a shilling the
prisoner laid hold of him by the throat with one band
and attempted to rifle his breast pocket with the other.
Witness calfed out "Murder" as loud as he could,
and in a minute or two a constable name up, when he
gave the prisoner into custody.
The prisoner, in defence, said the prosecutor first
accosted him, and wanted to take indecent liberties
with him, which ho resented, and.threatened to give him
in charge of the police. The prosecutor no sooner beard
this than he began to call out "Murder" most lustily.
The result was a constable Came up, and he was given
into custody.

The prosecutor underwent a most searching cross.
examination, but his evidence was not shaken in the
Mast.

Police-constable, 201 A, said about half-past nine last
night he was on duty in Hyde-park, where he heard the
cry of " Murder" three or four times proceed from the
direction of the Magazine Barracks. He ran to the
spot, and just as he got up he met the prisoner, who, in
answer to his inquiry, said " it was ali right." The pro-
secutor then came up and. gave the prisoner in charge
for attempting to strangle and rob him. The prosecutor's
clothes were in great disorder, and the prisoner did not
mention anything about his taking liberties with him
for full ten minutes after the present charge was taken.
Thin the prisoner denied.

Love, 167 A, corroborated the evidence of his brother
constable.

Mr. Beadon said it was a case for a jury to decide,
and committed the prisoner for trial.

SOUTHWARK.

IMPUDENT ROBBERY AT A JEWELLER'S.—John Brown,
a well dressed man, was brought before Mr. Burcham,
charged with stealing a gold chain, value 4/. 155., from
the shop of Mr. Francis Putley, watchmaker and jewel-
ler, Newington causeway.
The prosecutor stated that on Saturday evening the

prisoner came into his shop and stated that he was con

netted with a family at Southampton with whom he was
acquainted. He then said that he wanted to purchase
a gold chain. Witness showed him several, but neither
of them suited kim ; and after requesting one to be
manufactured of a particular pattern, he was about to
leave the shop. His son, however, detained him, and
asked him for the chain he had in his pocket, and a
policeman was called in, and he was given into custody.
Witness did not see him conceal a chain, neither had he
missed one at the time.

The prosecutor's son said that he was sitting in the
parlour at the back of the shop on Saturday evening,
when the prisoner came in and asked to be shown some
chains ? Witness was reading a book at the time, but
he looked sideways at the prisoner atd saw him take up
a chain and put it in his pocket. Ha got up then,
passed quietly through the shop, and requested a lad
living at the next shop to go and fetch a constable.
As soon as the latter came up the prisoner was about
to quit the shop, when witness put his hand upon him,
and told him he had one of his father's chains about
him. He indignantly denied it, and went towards the
counter, when witness distinctly saw him put the chain
on the counter. He then gave him into custody.
Tne prisoner declared that it was all false what the
young man had stated. He never concealed the chain
about him, as it was on the counter among the other
chains all the time.

Police-constable 63 M said that when he took the pr
soner into custody he denied the charge.

Mr. Burcbauo said that, according to the evidence, it
was a case for a jury ; therefore ho should commit him

for tria!,

LITERARY GOSSIP.

OCTOBER, 1856.
Very welcome indeed is an announcement which
bas recently made its appearance, to the effect that
the admirers of the late Miss Mary Russell Mit-
ford may look forward to the speedy publication
of a selection from her Correspondence. A selec-
tion to be edited, so the rumour states, by her
intimate friend and literary executor, the Rev.
Mr. Harness. Charming,. we may be sure, were
all those light sparkling letters, flung off in the
abandon, of familiar intercourse with her intimates,
by the ever-delightful and animated authoress of
" Atherton" and other Tales, of " Belford Regis"
and its suburbs, of various dramatic writings,
poetical and picturesque, but, above all, of those
exquisite and classic sketches of rural life and
manners, " Our Village." A village as famous in
I,t,a Way (what though the description of it was in
humblest prose"—a garb of simple russet, so to
speak, as modest and unassuming as that of the
brown-feathered nightingale)—a village as famous
in its way as though it had been Goldsmith's
Auburn, and Crabbe's Borough, and Mason's
Garden, and Somerville's Chase, all rolled into
one—sparkling in its style as any wayside runnel
bubbling under the hedgerows, grateful to the eye
of memory as any verdant meadow or leafy cop-
pice, beautiful and fragrant in its associations as
any bank of greensward flowered over with the
wood anemone, the violet, and the primrose. We
shall await with eager pleasure the coming-forth—
probably in the course of next spring—of this pro.
mimed Correspondence of Mary Mitford, the Eng-
lish Hobbima in pen-and-ink.
It must be confessed that with all his short-
comings elsewhere, Lord Palmerston has done well
as yet in regard to the distribution of the miserable
little 1,2001. a year placed at the disposal of the
Prime Minister for the encouragement, or rather
for the solace, of the most necessitous among the
meritorious cultivators of Art and Literature. An
earnest of good in this direction, at any rate, hag
been vouchsafed very recently by the awarding
(it is said at the suggestion of the veteran Lord
Brougham) of 1001. per annum to the widow of
the late lamented Gilbert Abbot A'Beckett, so well
known, so long and so widely, as an able magistrate
and a delightful wit. Together with this acceptable
intimation of the moderate pension thus wisely and
generously awarded to the relict of one who was
at once a laborious man of letters and a meritorious
public servant—comes to us the mention of another
1001. per annum set aside (happily during his life-
time) to another and a younger humorist, Angus
B. Reach, the author (among other things) of that
very startling romance illustrative of the Corsican
Vendetta, "The Boak with the Iron Clasps," a
tale of glamour, appropriately illustrated by the
wierd pencil of George Cruikshank.
Curiously enough there are two popular His-
tories of England now appearing in monthly parts,
penned each by a veteran and accomplished littra-
teur—one
(Brad bury and Evans's) by Charles
Knight, the other (Cassell's) by William Howitt—
this, remember, in spite of the great national
theme having already been treated in a popular
form by men of genius as remarkable in their rare
way as Charles Dickens and Oliver Goldsmith
Bs it said, however, in simple justice to Mr.
Howitt and to Mr. Knight, that there was ample
" room and verge enough" left both by Boz and
Noll—the annals by the latter being strangely bald
and meagre, those by the former being yet more
strangely tinctured with all sorts of perverse pre-
judices. Success then, say we, to each of these
new popular national historic enterprises—pro-
ductions, both of them, profusely illustrated.
There are two theatrical " facts" just now the
talk (and no wonder) of the metropolitan lovers of
the histrionic. First and foremost, the liveliest
expectation is awakened by the circumstance of a
new play being underlined in the bills of the
Lyceum—a new play by Westland Marston, the
poet-play-wright, well-known as the author of
" Anne Blake," but better known still as the
author of the " Patrician's Daughter." An au-
uouncement this, which gives promise of Mr. Chas.
Dillon's enterprise as a manager keeping pace in
some measure with his fame as an actor, a fame
won and nightly increased by his remarkableim-
personation of Belphegor. Secondly, a very easily
comprehensible interest is felt in the fortunes of
the five-act drama called "Bianca," recently in
preparation at Drury-lane—an interest none the
less vivid and comprehensible now that the dra-
matist, William James Robson, late clerk in tho
Transfer-office of the Crystal Palace at Sydenham,
stands committed to take his trial at the Old Bailey
for forgery or embezzlement to the tune of some
20,0001. or 30,0001.
The mysterious demise of the late Charles Row-
croft, ex-Consul at Cincinnati, has naturally enough
awakened the sympathy of all those who remember
the humours and pleasantries crowded together in
the pages of his delightful "Tales of the Colonies."
Having received his exequatur from the United
States with Mr. (now Sir John) Crampton, the
unfortunate ex-Consul at Cincinnati dies rather
abruptly, certainly very prematurely, under some-
what suspicious circumstances on board the Ame-
rican ship Cherubim—the rapid decomposition of
his body necessitating a hasty burial in the deep
sea, whence no Mr. Herapath or Professor Taylor
can be afforded opportunities for experimenting in
quest of strychnine or antimony. Is it not a rather
curious and interesting coincidence to be remarked
—now that we have Charles Dickens's " Little
Dorrit" (the milliner that was !) before us, so
well advanced—that Charles Roweroft's "Fanny,
the Little Milliner," was issued some few years
ago as an illustrated monthly serial story—divided
into two parts, or books, or divisions, one " Po-
verty," the other " Riches !" It is at least, we
say, a coincidence.
Mrs. Harriet Beecher Stowe (by means of hun-
dreds of thousands of half-crown volumes, and
very much smaller editions of the larger issue of
the same book at six shillings) continues to win
" golden" opinions in England as well as in
America, as a reward for her thrilling tale of
the Great Dismal Swamp, Dred. This same
Dred" being (after another fashion than that of
Mr. Burke's very taciturn colleane) " Ditto to
Unc!o Tom's Cabin !'" As the Times' critic very
well said of these celebrated anti-slavery romances
—two hits right in the Bull's eye (query John
Bull's) running ! Honour, and glory, and fame,
uul prolit—mich as this—to the Clarkson among
female novelists, the Buxton of the pen, the Wil-
berforce of literature !

THE POLITICAL CHARACTER. OF NA RVALZ.

(From, the Union of yesterday.)
In a moral and elevated point of view, the successive
iownfall of the heroes of the late insurrection offers a
nost instructive example. O'Donnell overthrows the
San Luis administration by means of a sanguinary in•
~urrection ; he is then overwhelmed by the revolt, and
compelled to accept the omnipotence of Espartero ; the
Duke of Victoria, invested with the most absolute
aietatership ever exercised by a man of the sword, is
attacked, undermined, and driven away by his for.
tunate rival ; O'Thonell, for a moment triumphant,
believes his triumph to be definitive, but of a sud-
den, without a struggle, without public emotion,
and on leaving a ball, ho finds himself replaced by
Marshal Narvaez, his personal adversary, and the
tounder of the system which fell before the pronuncia-
mento of Vicalvaro. In truth, we may recognise the
practical justice which the revolution exercises on it;
,nost devoted tulle-rent. What are we now to expect
front the ministry constituted under the presidency of
Marshal Narvaa z ? At least the names of which it is
composed are not unknown ; and we are not compelled,
as has been the ease since two years, to search the
chronicles of journalism, or the gossip of the parliamen-
tary back-stairs, in order to discuss the antecedents or
to divine the politics of the individuals called to
Marshal Narvaez, notwithstanding the ctinneien.g.
which he possesses in common with all these
morel
Biers armed as statesmen, and who are often
which
cunning than diplomatist 3, has a fixed p1a?,,,: But
he has twice followed whilst at the head of affalir
845 and
will he be more successful in 1856 than in
and will
1850? The difficulties are now even greater; power.
I of the
the tactics of the past, which will be theon
which para-
lyses of Marshal
peroctseenoet,fisduececte.edTihneroeveerxcioemteining
tthh
Niyaserfr
ietsz a,,edeoeueebel.e and conflicting
Possesses attached-t to authority,
and monardhical instincts ; he
it,is and
to such a degree
particularly when ho exercises
its rights. But at
that ho is given to exaggerateintimately
conflicting
at
tY
eemey?etceuif this we are
connected with the
the Caine time he is
3offarsthhael seeks to
revolution
n realise
and an
revolutiee : d the fundamental law of the
Policy which shattered he WAS the instrument of that disastrous
ceswlliip,trinheisipeleese,rhe.
impossible •
any country not profoundly shaken,
authority. In .
f I to hereditary• • -
Spanisl nloinlaliTeheye;,
tthhaet
:night have, rendered
energy
In
and perseverance would have endowed his ministry with
hYfalutisieuful services,
; i tile strength. the aetenl state of Spain, as
holding power on conditions such as those
conse.era ,
under a monarchy
by Isabella, he will oscillate perpetually between
imposed .
ei e tor hip and revolution. He will not he deaf to
—.c.a .
ideas of eider, to the tegitiinate instincts of the Spanish
nation, and t i certain iepreseetations ; but at the seine
a minister
time he will irritate hostile pas4iens, and will fortify the
clemehts el •di,eonteeit which are 53 rea I.y to transform
diernt;elres into insurr,cti,•llB. He wall succumb to the
;awe yoke which has twice dowinattd and overthrown
him ; and in the end he will have done nothing more
than perhaps have delayed, but also have strengthened,
a reaction even more serious than 'the one which exploded
in 1854.

churcii,
consltitinagndof not
The clergy of St. George's-in-the-East have adopted
the
1-'a4 of preaching from the steps of Ih3 parish
]arse congregations have bean eoilecttd,
enter the building itself.