The Sun.
London, England, 1835-11-06 00:00:00

MARLBOROUGH-STREET.

Sarah Jefferson, a dealer in coals and chandlery, pre-
sented herself before the Bench to demand reparation from
one Mary Rickards, a damsel who dispenses to the public,
at the corner of Peter-street, oysters, periwinkles, and other
economical dainties, for having spit in her face, and be-
stowed on her an ample portion of that sort of oratory pe-
culiar to ladies educated in the classic regions of Billings-
gate.

The complainant, who had evidently a strong spice of
the virago in her composition, began her history of griev-
ances with great warmth the moment the necessary forms
had been gone through.
Complainant—On Wednesday artcrnoon, your Worships,
I heard a violent screech in our court, which I know'd
come from my little Sammy, and when I run out I found
that Mrs. Richards's howdacious young ragamuffin had hit
the helpless babby sitch a monstrous punch in his poor
" corpus" that he wltn't able to eat his bread and butter.
In course, I natrally took my child's part, and, in course, I

couldn't help givin the other boy just a little tap with the
tips of my fingers—
Defendant—A tap, do you say ! Why you hit him with
your two double fistes, with wengeance enough to break
his back.

Complainant—Soon after this here, while I was sarving a
respectable young lady with a ha'penny onion, as a relish to
h©r tea, this woman rushes up to my door, and hollers out,
" Where's that (sanguinary) Missus Jefferson ?" I
wouldn't take no notice of no sitch muck, and then she calls
horrible names. She then comes into the shop, kicks up
dust, and spits in my face.
Defendant—l didn't spit at you at all. You should'nt
take a false oath agin one of your own relations.
Complainant (scornfully)—You nose my family has dis-
inherited you. They won't have sitch low cretures as you
for one of their wisitors ; and you nose, since my brother
demeaned hisself by marrying on you, that I won't have no
connection with you.

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Defendant—Your Worship, I denies as I used low lang-
vidge. I've too much respect for my sex to say what's not
proper.
Mr. HALL—Can you settle the quarrel ? Complainant
—No ; I'll have her tried at the Old Bailey first.
Mr. HALL—Then we shall fine her one shilling.
Defendant—l'll go to prison. rot in gaol all the days
of my life, before I'll give her a farden.
Mr. HALL—The fine goes to the King.
Defendant—There's the shilling. I don't mind giving
his Majesty that, or even twice as much.
Mrs. Richard walked away in a sort of triumph, followed
by the complainant, muttering angrily, •' So then, I'm to get
no revenge.'
In a moment or two the latter rushed into the office, her
face in a flame, and called out, " There, she's insulted me
agin. I know'd my life was in danger."
Mr. HALL—Why, what has she done now ? Com-
plainant—She called me to my face a false-swearing war-

mint. Me, that's the mother of five children, and:whea
lay in with my little Jemmy—
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What took place on that interesting occasion, mil
like the author of " Junius" and the " Eikon Basilike
be for ever hid from the knowledge of the public, as the
officer cut short the communication by handing her to 1.19.
door.

Q UEEN-SQ UARE.
Yesterday Thomas Todd, a young man, was charged be:
fore Mr. BURRELL with attempting to murder his motir.
The prisoner, while at the bar, expressed no contritiou
whatever for his conduct.
Mr. BURRELL thought him an incorrigible vagabond, s,nbae
ordered him to find undeniable bail for his keeping
peace ; in default of doing so, he was sent to prison.

MA RYLEB ONE.
Yesterday Hannah Cowley, a pretty-looking. ° be'
net
more than twelve years of age, was placed at the bar
fore Mr. HOSKINS, charged with committing the following
robberies at the house of Dr. Mayo, No. 56,
street, Cavendish-square. No.
6,
The prisoner's mother, a laundress, residing at
led
Laxton-place, New-road, washed for the under-houseM
in the Doctor's service. On Wednesday evening the pr
soner called to know if there was any linen, and being °6.'
sired to wait was observed by Maria Monk, the upper
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housemaid, to leave the housekeeper's room with 00
clean stockings hid partly under her shawl. The wit°
stopped her and took away four pair, which belonged to bell
master, and on further searching her found concealed Mip
her bosom a gold ring, her own property, which had bee.
abstracted from a work-box in the same room. The PI
soner was then given into the custody of a policeman, l'ed,
on being asked if she had ever stolen anything else, eto
mitted taking two pair of silk socks (which belongod
Dr. Mayo, and were missing about a month since), allrrh%
Thursday last two gold brooches, a key, and a ring.
brooches and socks she said she had pledged, and the "'
and ring she had hid in an old boot in the area of bar
ther's house, where they were subsequently found. •
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The property being produced by the pawnbroker;',,,
prisoner (whose mother was present, and appeared ev,eily
whelmed with grief) said she stole.the things, and was le

committed to Newgate for trial.
Yesterday Henry Birch, a young man bearing the AP t
•
lation of " the walking ghost," was charged with persoeat;
ing Guy Faux, and thereby creating a great disturbance '
causing a mob of disorderly persons to assemble together'd
The prisoner, whose capture excited a great degree,
surprise in the neighbourhood, on being placed at the
was attired in a cocked hat, a pair of coarse holt
trowsers, and an old military coat, his garments being st';
out with nearly a truss of hay, which gave him an aPl)et34,
ance similar to that of Vanderdecken, in The FlyingDui
man. In his hand was a long blunt-bladed carving' gibed
and round his waist a leather belt, to which were attac°_,
a large horse pistol, powder flask, and lantern contain

matches.
The prisoner, who described the affair as a " lark, ;I,
on promising not to repeat the offence, discharged,
and
Hoskins, first ordering him to be stripped of his robes, ),,
giving directions that the deadly weapons with which
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was armed should be for the present detained. llO
The prisoner then left the office, and was greeted -10
former admirers with exclamations of " the ghost's hini

again."