The Sun.
London, England, 1860-10-04 00:00:00

must arise, in most reflective minds, when viewing
these mournful relics of humanity; but with nothing
very original. A love story, entitled " Mary
Dynevon," will attract the readers of romance. A
paper on "Margaret de Valois," wife of Henry the
Fourth of Franc; gives a brief sketch of the career
of that weak and unworthy, but unfortunately
situated princess. There are other articles of vary-
ing attractions, and two poetic contributions of
more than ordinary merit ; some• pleasing anony-
mous verses entitled " Under the Snow," and a
graceful love lyric by W. C. Kent.

United Service.

The first article iu this magazine is well worthy
of perusal, it is upon the all-important subject of
naval reform. The writer endeavours to impress
upon the Lords of the Admiralty that although an
officer may have been a dashing and meritorious
lieutenant 20 years ago, it does not follow that in his
old age he can, after passing years of inactivity on
shore, prove a good admiral. The plan laid down
for the wholesale reformation of naval administra-

tion is straight forward; commencing at head-
quarters, and making the position of First Lord of
the Admiralty independent of party influence and
political. opinion. " Fifty-five Years Since" is a
sketch of the state of preparation in which Great
Britain stood at that period to resist foreign inva-
sion and to support her supremacy. There is a
paper condemning the fortifications and breakwater
of the harbour of Braye, in Alderney, founded on
the grounding of the frigate Emerald, 51 guns, on
an unknown rock inside the harbour ; the writer
maintains that the surest defence for Alderney
would be the want of fortifications, which would
be the cheapest and most certain, as no enemy
would care to surprise a barren rock. We are not
quite so sure about this, but certainly if we pretend
to fortify the place and expend large sums
of money to build a breakwater the fortifica-
tions, both against the enemy and the sea, should
be of a first class order, or it is worse than a waste
of money. The writer of the article, entitled
" Campaigning in New Zealand," thoroughly un-
derstands his subject; he is severe, but by no
means too severe—that were impossible—in his
strictures on the mal-administration of that colony,
He shows how, owing to the stupidity of our com-
manders, the Maoris have begun to despise the
British. He goes back to by-gone times; and we
have lately a still more glaring case of culpable
neglect and incapacity, to use the mildest term, on
the part of Colonel Gold in the late affair in New
Zealand. The Home Government is responsible
for sending out to important posts, because they
are lucrative, favourites, incapable of performing
the duty entrusted to them. It may be an error in
judgment, yet a gallant admiral was shot for an
error of this nature. A visit to the King of the
Cannabal Islands is amusing and instructive. The
modes practised by certain savages to propitiate the
gods, to procure a good harvest, are- novel, though
brutal and sanguinary in the extreme. " A Rus-
sian Account of the Campaign in the Crimea " is
concluded ; and, in taking leave of Capt. Anitsch-
kof, we must pay the just tribute due to an impor-
tant historian, that, as far as we have observed, he
has treated the subject with great fairness, and en-
deavoured, irrespective of the contending nation-
ality, to give a true unbiassed account of that me-
morable campaign. " The late Syrian Massacre;'
" The National Guard of New York," " The Sar-
dinian Army in 1860," are treated upon; and a
chapter on " The Southals Raj-mahal Mountains,"
together with the usual naval and military infor-
mation, concludes the number.

The Cornhill Magazine.

Those readers who quarrel with the Certain
Magazine for its uniformity and absence of variety
will be gratified to observe that no less than three
series of papers reach their termination in this num-
ber, and that, consequently, some change must be
perceptible in November, even through its
characteristic fogs. Mr. Thackeray's lectures on
the Georges, which have not attained the success
in print that their popularity as discourses might
have seemed to indicate, have terminated with the
half-scornful, half-mournful portrayal of the
Court of the First Gentleman in Europe. "Phy-
siological Riddles" have reached their conclusion,
with the fourth paper; and the somewhat prolix
essays on the life, work, and time of our great Eng-
lish humourist and teacher in colours, William
Hogarth, are also brought to an end. Much labour
and research are revealed, but more condensation
and simplicity would have greatly enhanced the
merits of the articles. The effort to be witty
and to preserve, a smart style is fatiguing to
the reader no less than to the writer, but
there is much that will be new to many in
these records of one of our country's celebri-
ties. " Framley Parsonage" is continued through
the perplexing gaieties of a London season. The
meeting between Lady Lufton and her aversion to
the Duke of Omnium is the subject of a graceful
picture, where the figures are lifelike and the scene
admirably arranged. The Lufton-Grantly treaty is
broken off, so there are hopes for Lucy Robarts.
There is an able and interesting account of Chinese
Pirates, and "England's Future Bulwarks," is, as its
name implies, a treatise on our national fortifica-
tions. Mrs. Browning contributes some verses on
a forced recruit in the Austrian army at Solferino,
far superior in poetic merit, as well as simple
pathos to any of her late enthusiastic effusions.

Bailey's Sporting Magazine and Racing Register:
A portrait of Lord Derby represents one of the
staunch patrons of the turf. The engraving is well
executed, and the editor remarks that he hails the
ready condescension of the Earl in sitting for his
portrait for so young a magazine, as a symbol that
their conduct has been such as to merit his patron-
age and that of the order to which he belongs. A
chapter on sporting and pheasant rearing in
France will be perused with interest. " From
Oxford to St. George's"is continued. In "Angling
Haunts" the Professor treats on Rowsley, and
expatiates on the gentle art in general. " The
Experiences of Sydney Godolphin" have little or
no interest this month. A sketch of Tom Cribb's
training is in fact just a hint to the public gene-
rally to take a little more exercise and a little less
et ceteras for dinner, thereby avoiding a doctor's
bill. We have full details of the gentlemen of the
bat and other sporting intelligence.

One of Them, by Charles Lever, is drawing to a
close, and although the climax is not yet reached,
we can pretty well see how matters will conclude
—Quackinbogy and Young Layton having arrived
at New York. The Yankee, who is what his coun-
trymen term a cute shaver, contrives to find out Mr .
Troyer who is bound to the south, and suspecting
that he is up to no good, and on the same " lay" as
himself and his friend, he determines to out-wit hitn,
and, having obtained a reluctant consent from
Layton, starts of to carry out his meditated scheme.
Layton, left to himself, proves himself by no means
a match for the Yankees but by good fortune,
when in a complete fix, he descovers his long-lost
father in the person of the professor who is lectur-
ing, building, and doing everything for an Ameri-
can speculator and innkeeper. Some of the native
characteristics are well described, though rather
over-drawn. But, be this as it may, the Americans
have no cause to complain, for if he shows up their
shortcorsing he does full and ample justice to their
virtues.

POLICE INTELLIGEY6E-T THIS DAI .)

MARLBOROUGH-STREET.
DYING FOR GIN—A DARING THIEF.—Mary Ann
Morris, a low-looking woman, was charged before Mr.
Beadon with stealing some silver from a boy under the
following circumstances :
Richard Nash, an errand boy, living at 2, Henrietta-
street, Cavendish-square, said on the previous night about
8 o'clock he was returning along the Bayswater-road,
having been on an errand for his master, and having a
purse in his hand at the time, when the prisoner came up
to him and said " My dear boy, have you got a halfpenny ?"
He asked her " What for ?" and she replied, another female
having come up, " We are dying for half a quartern of gin,
but have not got enough owing to the rise in price." He
had a purse in his hand. The other woman came behind
him and he felt his watch go from his pocket. He said
" You've get my watch," and took it from the prisoner's
hand, and while doing so she took the purse from his hand,
emptied it of its contents, and on his calling " Police," the
other woman made off, the prisoner dropped the empty
purse into his hand, and a soldier came up and detained
the prisoner till a constable (Woodman, 45 D), took her
into custody.
The constable said he knew the prisoner as hanging
about the Bayswater-road nightly.
The prisoner pleaded guilty.
Mr. Beadon said nobody fur a moment could doubt it,
and it was a very bad case.

The pnson2r, who there is no doubt is one of the worst
class of thieves, was then committeg for six months, with
hard labour.

ECONOMY OF EXPERIMENTS.—In all that needs
doing there is no need of great expenditure of the public
money, but only of our economically putting in practice
the system of trial and error. When a thing can be demon-
strated to be right, and cannot be demonstrated to be wrong
loy the use of the English language, it ought to be tried, if
probably useful, and not too costly. The costly thing `is
the obstinate avoidal of trials, and the rushing into large
manufactures without the trials, discovering what is wrong
onlyLt of ,c lo
onaloOar,gOeo, s
cale'making a nine days' wonder at the
cowhere a single £l,OOO would suffice. There
is, it is true, no royal road to originality, but so also there
is no royal road to the selection of judges; only a judge in
a condition of ignorance is much more damaging to the
public than a pretended originator who turns out to be a
quack. Better blunder over a hundred mistakes than mis-
take the one right thing when it starts up. In this matter
of war .tools lies physical salvation. When war-tools shall
have culminated war-work will be at an end. Men will
cease to fight whoa destruction shall be rendered certain.
—Ow 11 Week,