The Sun.
London, England, 1869-09-09 00:00:00

LAW AND POLICE.

THE VACCINATION ACT.—At the Middlesex Sessions,
on Wednesday, a chemist, named Millar, was indicted
under the Vaccination Act for wilfully signiog a false
certificate. A man was summoned by the guardians
of the Poplar Union for neglecting to Lave his child
vaccinated, and the defendant gave the man's wife a cer-
tificate that the child was not in a fit state for vaccina-
tion, signing it in the name of Mr. Fowles, a surgeon
whose practice defendant had sometimes taken. The cer•
tificate was antedated. As Mr. Powles could not swear
that he had not authorised the defendant to sign the cer-
tificate for him, the jury returned a verdict of "Not
Guilty," Mr. Serjeant Cox observing that it was a very
proper prosecution.
SHAM COMMISSIONAIRES.—At the Marlborough-street
Police-court a person named Framley was summoned
for assuming the standing and uniform of a com-
missionaire. The magistrate said the case was
a difficult one. He had sent for a regular com-
missioniare, and put him side by side with the
defendant. Each man had lost au arm ; each man
had three medals ; each man had a belt and a
pouch ; but a one-armed man must have some
such contrivance. Each man wore a military
coat, but the colour of the coats was different. Ile
thought anyone well acquainted with London streets
would at once know that the defendant was not a com-
missionaire, but a person not so acquainted might be
misled. He doubted whether it was the intention of the
Legislature to exclude any person not a commissionaire
from standing to be hired for errands in the public streets.
He would adjourn his decision for a few weeks to consult
nersons now out of town.
ATTEMPTED MI:RDEII. A mysterious case of
attempted murder was on Wednealay investigated
in the Southwark Police-court. A man, named
Harris, heard that a neighbour of his, Henry
Tucker, had threatened to •` do for him." Ile called on
him to ask what he meant, when Tucker opened the
door with a knife in his hand, and stabbed him in the
head. The prisoner said that there had been a fight in
the street, and stones were thrown at him by the prose-
cutor and others. He took up the knife in self-defence
when he came to his door. He was committed for trial:

The latest name for matrimony is " committing
twoicide."

We are authorised to state, says the Guardian,
that tho Bishop of Bath and Wells has sent in his resigna-
tion to the Archbishop of Canterbury.

In Johnson's Dictionary there is a curious error
*filch (says the compiler of " Johnsoniana") has not yet
been noticed. It occurs in the definition of the verb "To
sit," and pervades every edition hitherto, even that of
Todd. " Asses are ye that sit in judgment." (Judges,
v. 10.) The verse in the Bible, of course, runs, " Speak,
ye that sit on white asses, ye that sit in judgment." Were
not Dr. Johnson's reverence for the Scriptures too well
known to allow of the supposition that he would wilfully
have turned any part of them into a jest, we might
suppose that he intended here to express by anticipa-
tion the low estimate which he formed of contemporary
critics.

Maclin was once lecturing upon literature and
the stage, and in discussing the education of memory,
boasted that he could repeat any formula of words after
once hearing it. Foote was in the audience, and at once
wrote and sent to the stand that rigmarohe that has since
grown so famous So she went into the garden to cut
a cabbage.leaf to make an apple-pie; at the same time a
great she-bear, coming up the street, pops its head into
the shop. What !no soap So he died, and she very
prudently married the barber ; and there were present the
Piciniuies, the Joblillies, and the Gayrulies, and the Grand
Panjandrum himself, with the little round button at the
top ; and they ell _ f all _ t o playing the game of catch-as-
catch-can till the gunpowder ran out of the heels of their
bouts." Macklin failed and so has everybody else that
ever tried to repeat it.
SOMETHING LIKE A POG.—A country paper
gives the following from an anonymous correspondent :
" I had a dog, sir, that I think beat all the dogs I ever
heard of. I trained that clog to sit up at meals, drink
wine, use a knife and fork, and tell the hour by the clack.
Among other things, I taught him to go to the post office,
three miles off, and bring me my paper and letters every
morning. He would bring them regularly every morning,
and leave the different ones at the doors of the different
owners ; and I never knew him make a mistake in the
directions, not even when we had visitors at the house,
whose names be never cou:d have seen before. One day,
sir, be brought the letters but no papers ; I sent him
back, but he returned again w;t11 no paper. After break-
fast, I rode over to the post °ince, and asked the post,
waster why he would not give the dog my Tinteo, '
sir,' he reviled, t they didn't send the Times to-day, and I
offered the dog th Di and Standard. bib he
wunidu't take"..