The Sun.
London, England, 1835-10-05 00:00:00

MARYLEBONE.

On Tuesday, Mr7lii-.Fortescue, a baker, of 11, Duke-
street, Lisson-grove, attended at this office, to get the Ma-
gistrate's advice under the following circumstances :---Four
weeks ago, he purchased fifteen sacks of flour, at 345. each
from a Mr. T., a dealer in the market, in the usual way.
The sacks were marked " Messrs. G. J. and W. Morgan,
Woodbridge, Suffolk," and the flour was from that place.
He had used aboia a third of the quantity he had bought,
but in consequence of the frequent complaints among his
customers (several of whom bad left the shop) with regard
to the quality of the bread, he resolved on trying the flour
by the test of analysation, and accordingly had given a por-
tion of it to two or three chemists, who had made the re-
quired experiments, but expressed a disinclination to men-
tion what it was adulterated with, until such time as the
matter tame regularly before a legal tribunal. He (ap-
plicant) had burnt a small quantity of the flour, and the
ashes (which he here produced in a box) were of a dark
slate colour. The applicant said he certainly would use no
more of the flour.
The MAGISTRATE said the case was one of infinite im-
portance, and he would take time to consider what steps
should be adopted.
Saturday the parties again attended at the office, when
Mr. Morgan stated that he had come to town in conse-
quence of a report which he had seen in the newspapers,
that a quantity of flour, adulterated with lime, and having
his mark upon it, had been received by Mr. Fortescue. It
was true, he had recently sold to that gentleman 15 sacks
of flour, but these were perfectly pure and unadulterated
when delivered by him—a: circumstance which he would
prove by his foreman, whom he had brought to the office
for that purpose. He was most anxious to have the case
fully investigated.
The factor of whom Mr. Fortescue had purchased the
flour did not attend.

Mr. RAWLINSON recommended Mr. Morgan not to leave
town till he had sifted the matter to, the bottom, as it was a
most disgraceful fraud on the public.

MARLBORO UGH- S TREE T.

Patterson, Donelly, and Myers, three ragged boys, the
latter with a basket, containing half-a-dozen bundles of
matches, were brought before Mr. DYER, on a violent sus-
picion of being regular " prigs" disguised as match venders.
The policeman who had them in custody said his atten-
tion was attracted towards the three boys, whom he saw in
company going from shop to shop, as if to sell matches.
One of them went into a pastrycook's shop, and just as he
(witness) got up, the match merchant bolted off with his
comrades. Suspecting that something wrong had occurred,
lie made inquiry, and the shopkeeper discovered that a tray
of stale tarts had disappeared. Witness went in pursuit,
and in a snug corner he found the three worthies cramming
down the last of the tarts with great relish and expedition.
He watched them into the main street, and observed them
make a regular " plant" at a pork-butcher's shop, one of
them going in and attracting the attention of the shopman
by offering to sell him a bargain in matches,while the others
made an attack on a delicate pig's head and loin of pork.
In this enterprise they were unsuccessful, and they moved
off to-a butter shop, from which they contented themselves
with taking a couple of eggs. Their further foraging ex-
ploits were for the present ended by the policeman taking
them into custody.
Mr. DYER—What have you to say, Patterson ?
Patterson—Vy, as the pleseman's werry much mistaken
in saying 'at any on us gripped the tarts ; I vos with my
master (pointing to Myers), helping on him to sell his matches.

Donnelly—And so vo; I.
Myers—Yes, your Vership : on my sacred honour I only
vent to sell my matches, vith my two assistants, cause I
sarves the neighbourhood so worry regular.
Mr. DYER—Have you the assurance to tell me that your
match trade is so extensive that you require the aid of two
journeymen ?
Myers—Ax 'em if it aint so. Vy, I allows 'em a penny
a day, and all the broken wittles wot ladies and gemmen
likes to give 'em. _ _

Patterson—l've only been a veek in the match line, yer
Vorship. You can inquire my character of any Nobleman
and Gentleman wot lives in Barklay skvare, cause I've svept
the crossing there ever since I know'd how to handle a
broom, and I vas only seduced avay by Bob Donnelly, who
hadwised me to change my profession.
The policeman said the neighbourhood was infested by
young thieves, and he had no doubt the basket of matches
was brought out to cover their plundering designs.
Mr. DYER was of the same opinion, and committed them
to prison for one month as rogues and vagabonds.

At a recent examination, previous to the ceremony
of confirmation at the followinc, edifying colloquy
took place between the vicar and a girl from .Vicar
—Who made you ? Girl—Whey, my feyther. Vicar—
I don't mean that ; but who made your soul and body ?
Girl—Whoy, Betty Roberts, deawn i'th' leane, made skirt,
an' mother an' me made the body. Vicar—l find you're
not fit to come here. Girl—Noa, of thot so mysel', for
oi've had a dreadful bowel complent this vortnight.—Ply-
mouth Journal.

BORROWING.--'• My marm wants to know if your
marm will lend my marm your marm's pickaxe to make our
hog a hencoop." " Oh, certainly ; and when you go home
just ask your mother if she'll be kind enough to lend us a
keg of that firkin of butter she bought to-day, that's a nice
little man ; and just clean us a mess of them pouts and
'eels that your father caught this afternoon, and bring
them down with the butter, my dear, and I'll certainly give
you the first bright cent that I find in , the ashes." " I
guess, on the whole," said the boy, " we shan't want that
pickaxe of yourn."—Dedham Patriot (American Paper.)

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