The Sun.
London, England, 1832-11-20 00:00:00

be paid in full, if the opposition was withdrawn.
He had consequently withdrawn it; but when he
applied for the amount promised him, Shaw merely
laughed at him, and he had thereupon summoned
him, in order to recover it.

The law of the case was then exhibited by. Mr.
Fullam, who stated that all Judges in the Superior
Courts had ruled it that such applications as the
present should be refused.

The complaint was accordingly dismissed.
Mrs. CashiM, a spruce, spicy dame, attended by,
her better half, summoned Mrs. Dowling, an anti-
quated, acidulated old woman, for one pound.
Magistrate—How did this occur ? Cashin—
Borrowed money, your Honour.

Magistrate—DO you owe it, Mrs. Dowling ?
Mrs. Dowling—Bad manners to the testher, your
Honour. AK thiS woman, your Honour—she's a re-
gular barge, your Honour, for all so sly as she looks
—ax her wasn't she married in my place, your Ho-
nour? and ax her didn't I do the dacent thing by
tier ? and ax her didn't I pledge my son's other coat
and breeches to rise the kelter for the siting and the
drinking ? and ax her didn't I pay for the blind
fiddler, and buy her the new shimmy she wore ? and
ax her didn't I kill the ould goose that was clacking
in the corner ? and ax her didn't I get another half
gallon from Pat Murphy's, when he wouldn't give
her no more score ? and ax her didn't I take my
bran new Connemara off me, to lend her for the
throwing of the stocking, your Honour ? Oh 1 there
never was a woman more mistreated nor me.
Magistrate—Have you any witnesses to prove an
outlay for the plaintiff ? Dowling—Sure here's my-
self, your Worship, and what more do want ?
Mrs. Cashin—l'm ready to swear, your Honour,
that I did not owe her a shilling after the wedding.
Mr. Cashin—Never a rap, your Worship : I gave
her everything a woman could require for a wed-
ding, and may be more, your Worship.
Mrs. Cashin was then sworn as to the debt, and
obtained an order. '

A 3ILHLARg'S HALLOW EVE.-MRS. CURRAN V.

PATRICK STAUNTON.

Magistrate—What is the nature of this summons ?

Curran—For ten shillings, the price of my apples
and nuts, that this man's pig eat on me, your
Worship.
His pig ?—Ay, in truth, my Lord, as knowing an
ould sow as ever lithered.

But how did the matter occur ?—I keeps a stall at
the Northumberland, your Worship ; and this man,
your Worship—this is Misther Staunton, your Wor-
ship—keeps pigs there, arid his ould sow—this is
Misther Staunton, your Worship—would give the
very bristles off her back for five minutes at a basket
of scarlet craftoons. Well, what does she do but
she whipt in under my skeogh, when my back was
turned, and there she was when I corned up, feast-
ing away, without ever saying by your leave; so I
sets to polthoguing her, and she begins a squeaking,
for all the world as if the life was leaving her; and
then such topsyturvying of baskets, and such smash-
ing of fruit, your Worship never seen.
Will you swear that the damage done amounted
to ten shillings, and that the pig which caused it
was Mr. Staunton's, my good woman ?—Would I
know your Worship from an old woman ?—naboc-
lish : to be sure I will.

Mr. Staunton, however, swore that Mrs. Curran
owed him more than the amount charged on another
account, and the complaint was dismissed.

LONDON MARKETS.

PRICE OF BREAD.
The highest price of Bread in the Metropolis is 83.0. fen the
41b. Loaf. There are others who sell from M. to I%d. below
that price.