The Sun.
London, England, 1861-01-02 00:00:00

'IITAI‘IES.

SI*GULAIt FRAUDS OT MONTHLY NURSM.—Margaret
Doolan, alias Mead, about thirty years of age, a vulgar and
dissipated looking Irishwoman, of 49, Reginald-street,
Deptford, and who was described in the polieo-sheet as
" cohabiting with a beer•seller," was brought before Mr.
Yardley charged with obtaining £l, by false and fraudulent
pretences, of Mrs. Margaret Daniels, a monthly nurse, of
No. 6, Upper Storer-street, Stepney, a like sum of Mrs.
Elizabeth Johnson, a monthly nurse, of No. 20, Bonner's-
road, Victoria .road, Betinal-green, and various sums of
other persons.
Inspector Griffin, of thb K division of police, said he had
already five charges against the prisoner, and he believed
there would be many more if she was remanded for a few
days.

Mrs. Daniels said the prisoner introduced herself to her
a few days ago at No. 6, Upper Storer-street, and asked
her if she was not a monthly nurse, to which she
replied in the affirmative. The prisoner asked her if sho
had not to attend upon a lady at the end of January, and
witness said that the accouchement of one of her ladies was
expected about that time. The prisoner said that the lady
had met with an accident and injured her back, and that
the services of witness were immediately required. Believ-
ing that the prisoner was telling the truth, and that she
was attending to a lady she was engaged to nurse at
Camden-town, she dressed herself immediately and pre-
pared to depart. The prisoner said she was directed by the
lady to lay out 9a. 6d. in the purchase of various things,
and asked her for the money, which she said the lady would
repay on reaching her house. Witness had not sufficient
in silver, and gave the prisoner a sovereign. The prisoner
accompanied her to tke railway station at Stepney, and she
went to Camden-town and found she had been hoaxed.
Mr. Yardley—The lady was quite well, I suppose ?
Witness—Yes, sir, and did not want me.
Mr. Yardley—The lady had not sent for you ?

Witness—No, sir. I was very credulous, and ought to
have asked that artful woman a few questions, ankthen
I should have found out sho was a swindler.

Mrs. Johnson, another monthly nurse, said that a simi-
lar imposition had been practised upon her by the prisoner,
who obtained a sovereign from her.

Mr. Yardley—You were hoaxed by the prisoner?

Witness—l was, sir. She said a lady whom lam en-
gaged to nurse at the proper time was ill and wanted me
immediately.

Mr. Griffin—There are three other charges, sir. I have
not all the evidence at present.
The prisoner made no defence.

Mr. Yardley remanded her until Monday next.

"OUR OWN CORRESPONDENT AT THE SEAT

OF WAR."

(From Punch.)

The post of newspaper correspondent, besides
being responsible, has become dangerous. In their
published letters these gentlemen are modesty
sparing of allusion to any personal mishaps, but
their hair-breadth escapes and adventures all over
the world would fill a volume. One ready writer
was all but shot as a spy during the Carlist war.

It required strong intercession to save the life of
another who was taken, note-book in hand, when
the Danes and Schleswig-Holsteiners were at
loggerheads. In the Russian war the letters of a
third, who was at Shumla with Omar Pacha, were
nearly brought to a close by half-a-dozen Bashi-
Bazouks—these gentry assailing him with hatchets
and muskets for his unwarrantable interference
when they were stealing his straw. Special cor-
respondents of the limes were cooped up in Silis-
tria and in Kars, and endured all the privations
and perils of those memorable sieges. At Kalafat
a troop of Cossacks made a swoop upon the corre-
spondent of the Daily News, who escaped only by
his free use of whip and spur. The correspondent
of the Morning Chronicle was nearly frozen to death
in travelling from Erzeroum te Kars. Mr. Woods
was saved by a miracle from going to the botto m
during that fearful November storm in the Black
Sea, but happily survived to sketch the Atlantic
cruise of the Agamemnon, and to describe in bril-
liant word-painting a great international visit.
Mr. W. H. Russell must bear a charmed life, for
after bronchial attacks and dysentery, induced by
Crimean cold and exposure—after being nearly
sabred by mutineer sowers in India, lamed by the
kick of a horse, and struck down by a coup de soleil
—he still weilds every week in the midst of us his
graceful, genial pen. Later still, Count Arriva-
bene, the Italian correspondent of the Daily News,
who could not resist the temptation of joining in a
cavalry charge, was taken prisoner by the Neapo-
litans, and only restored to his friends when they
had given him up for dead. Prootentorum pen-
eulorum dulcis est MC712071.(1, as in the Latin gram-
mar it is written.
But other writers at the seat of war have not been
so fortunate. Poor Mr. Tucker, on the staff of the
Illustrated London News, carried by his ardour
into the thickest of the fight, was shot through the
head before Capua. The last and saddest episode
in this eventful chronicle is the fate of Mr. Bowlby,
the special correspondent of the Times in China.
The loss of such a man at such a time, and in such

a way, is irreparable. Through his eyes all Eng-
land hoped to see the battles that were fought and
the heroism that was displayed by her sons in the
East; through him we hoped to get our first
photograph of Pekin, our first impression of its
palaces and people, our first glimpse of the Im-
perial Court, with its thronging mandarins and
'princes. How eagerly should we have read his
description of the Summer Palace, with its
glittering fountains, its miles of terraces, its won-
drous gardens, and the more than barbaric luxury
and glitter within. How vigorously he would have
recounted the sack and burning of this fanciful and
costly structure. What a life-picture we should
have had of the ratification scene at the Boards of
Ceremonies. But this was not to be; and just as
his tale was awaited here with the greatest expec-
tation, and had aroused the greatest interest, the
narrator was struck cruelly down. We hope that
no considerations of red-tape will prevent
his bereaved family from sharing in the " compen-
sation money" so properly demanded from the
Chinese Government. Mr. Bowlby was in China
on the people's business, and lost his life empha-
tically in the public service; and the nation for
whose information he wrote, and the army whose
gallantry he recorded, surely owe some fitting
tribute to his memory. However this may be,
Mr. Punch, whose love of fun is ever less than his
sympathy with misfortune, and whose laughter is
sometimes close akin to tears, on his own and the
public behalf deplores this public loss, and calls
on his myriad readers to hold in kindly and in
sorrowing remembrance the unhappy historian of
the last Chinese war.

WIND AND WEATHER REPORT.

Tnis DAY,
Alderney, N.B. ; cloudy,rain
Ardrossan, N.E. ; frosty
Ayr, N.E. ; frosty
Birmingham, N.E.; fine,cold
Brighton, N.E.; fine
Bristol, S.E. ; fine, frost
Cambridge, E.; clear, frost
Cardiff, W. ; frost
Carlisle, S.W. ; frost
Chatham, E.N,E., moderate;
fine

. 2, 9 A.M.
Hartlepool, S.E. ; frost
Holyhead, E. ; light breeze,
clear
Hull, N.E. ; frost
Inverness, S.W. ; fine
Kingstown, N.B. ; blowing
Limerick, N.E. ; fosty, fine
Milford Haven, N.E.; line
Newcastle OR Tyne, E.S.E. ;
fine
Newmarket, N.E.,light; frost
Norwich, E., light; frosty
Perth, E. ; frost
Peterborough, N.E. ; rain
Port Glasgow, N.E.; frost
Plymouth, E.N.E. ; fine
Southampton, N.E. ; frost
Waterford, E. ; fine
Weymouth, N. ; fine, cold
Whitehaven, N.E. ; frost
York, E.N.E. ; frost
TATIONS, DEC. 31.
Marseilles, N. ; rain
Montpellier, W. ; foggy
Paris, W.S.W. ; cloudy, rain
St. Petersburg, W.
Stockholm, N.N.W.; cloudy,
MOW
Strasbourg, S.; rain
Toulon, W.N.W. ; cloudy
Turin, S.W. ; fine, fog
Yiewatt, S,S,E, pliow

Cork, N.E. ; fine
Deal, E., strong
Derby, N.E. ; hard frost
Dublin, S.E.; fine
Dumfries, W. ; frosty
Dundee, W.; frost
Edinburgh, W.; frost
Glasgow, N.E. ; frost
Gravesend, E. strong
Harwich, E.S.E. ; frost
CONTINENTAL SI
Brest, S.W.; cloudy, fog
Brussels, S.W. ' • cloudy, fog
Copenhagen, E.N.E. ; clear
Dunkirk, calm; thick fog
Havre, S.W.; rain
Leghorn, E.N.E. • foggy
Leipsic, E. ; cloudy
Lisbon, S.W.; cloudy
Lyons, S.N. • cloudy
Madrid, SA*. ; cloudy, fog