The Sun.
London, England, 1861-12-20 00:00:00

THE SUN, LONDON, FRIDAY EVENING,' DECEMBER 20, 1861.

2BE WITDHAM CASE=—(7•h.is Day).

TIIE ERUPTION OF 310UNT VESUVIUS

,LI7'.E.RATUBE.

1 passages that display an appreciation of the kindly
feelings that adorn humanity may be mentioned
the remarks on animals. The larger the intellect,
the deeper the feelings, the kinder the heart, the
more sympathy is there felt for those creatures
who were made by our Creator; and they who ill-
use and torture them with the most callous indif-
ference, and talk of their usurping the privileges of
Christians, seem to forget that they belong to the
Maker of the earth and its thousand. indwellers,
that the Hand that made them is divine. " Pet
animals are pleasant creatures, and their unsophis-
ticated fondness is a great comfort therefore. I
hope no one will quote me that tiresome old truism
about its being wrong to waste affection on them.
Have you a dog, my friend ? I do not ask you to
confess to me, but don't you, don't you like him ten
times better than many of your acquaintances, and
find him more sociable company. I counted Dandy
amongst my best of friends. If he could have
spoken I am sure he would have uttered nobler
sentiments than many dogs' masters have courage to
utter in these day s,when inverted language does duty
for humane, and every virtue extant has its parody."
And Cosy merits a good word teo—pretty, soft
nestling, frisking, selfish thing. lam not prepared
to deny the selfishness of puss, but I maintain that
it is a selfishness which can be borne with much
better than the selfishness of some of our friends.
Surely there is somewhere a paradise of pets, and
Dandy and I shall meet again. T ,
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thing mournfully true in Francis estmore's
lonely life, so overcast with shadows and so fraught
with painful reminiscences. It is a satisfaction
when the clouds that environed him are at last dis-
pelled, and he is able to prove his father's inno-
cence from the dark crime with which he was
charged to the cold and cruel world that had flung
its bitter taunts so many years. The company at
Redcross is very well described, and some sketches,
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Finally, it must be conceded by all competent
judges that this work is deserving of approbation
on many points, and its occasional drawbacks are
more than compensated for by its vigerous trans-
cript of society, its animated pictures, and its
powerful sty le. There is always something to
impress us in the writings of this author, some-
thing deep that would look beneath the superficial
surface of the world's glitter and show, and delve
into the substance of things, and trace their cause
and 'effect. There is also something high which
looks beyond the petty limits, and soars above
the narrow confines of material natures till it
attains the mighty eminence from which all earthly
things assume their just proportions, and appear
in their true colours. Any form of composition
that aspires in its tendency, and leads others to
ascend in spirit to the only valid source of great-
ness, the only lasting goal of glory, is always desir-
able to peruse. The works of Holme Lee are all
eminently attractive from many points of regard,
they paint men and manners with accuracy, they
depict the deep and strong passions that excite
and influence human nature, but their chief merit
is the crowning one of a pure purpose and a lofty
aim. Whatever is good is earnestly inculcated,
whatever is great is simply but strongly enforced ;
and hence these novels are superior, in the truest
sense of the term, and deserve: success from the
better part they have chosen of exhibiting to a
frivolous society some solid truths, and of teaching a
cold world the warmth of true feeling and the holy
attributes of affection that should be the crown and
glory of a Christian character, and make the human
approach the nearest to the divine, and earthly
life the most resemble heaven's. This work may be
recommended to all who seek an interesting story
that is full of incident and replete with attraction.

COMMISSION OF LUNACY.

We have been favoured with the following extract from
a letter from an eye-witness :
" Last Sunday (December 8) I witnessed one of those
efforts of nature that have in this country so universally
left its mark in the way of buried cities, &c. About
half.past three in the afternoon, or earlier perhaps, I
received a message from the deck to say that an
immense deal of smoke was issuing from the side of the
hill immediately under Mount Vesuvius, and just
above the town of Torre del Greco. Up I went at once,
and then I saw one of the most extraordinary and
grandest sights that in my opinion can possibly be seen,
impressing on us, against our will, what mere atoms we
are. The earth then (if I may use the expression) had
opened, and a small volcano formed, and issuing from it,
to a height of 800 or 900 fe t, were smoke, large stones,
and ashes, in the shape of very tmall sand, accom-
panied by a loud rumbling noise, and this at about 30 miles
or a little less distance. In one hour the horizon was per-
fectly obscured, and the mouth of the bay hidden by smoke
and ashes. As the night came on it became more violent,
and towards seven or eight o'clock the flames and largo red
hot stones were coming forth, accompan'ed by the aforesaid
noise, to a height of 200 or 300 feet. All this time Vesu-
vius was perfectly quiet. Towards 9 o'clock it slackened its
violence; but still the same amount of smoke but without
the rumbling noise. The next day (Monday), about 10 in
the morning., a loud report was heard, and on looking to-
wards Vesuvius, it was found it was not going to remain a
quiet spectator of the previous day's erul tion, but as if to
show its contempt for the young crater that had formed itself
lower down, burst out in double fury,throwing up stones hot,
and its ashes far at sea, obscuring the midday sun, accom •
panied by noise more deep and sonorous than that of the day
before. It was a most wandercul and terrific sight. About
one o'clock two of us took a carriage and went out to the
scene of the eruption of the day before, and there you could
hardly obtain a better idea of the destruction of Pompeii, as
given by en eye-witness, Pliny,than the scene that was pre-
sented to our view when we came near the town of Torre
Greco. The whole way from Naples was full of carts of
household furniture belonging to those who had deserted
the town and fled from the eruptions and earthquakes, for
there had been several of the latter. When we arrived
near the town, that is, within three miles, the fine ashes
began to fall fast (for hitherto we had only seen them, the
wind being in a contrary direction), all the shops and
houses were shut, sentinels were marching the streets to
keep people away from the danger of falling houses, for
earthquakes had parted the paved streets in several places,
and three houses had fallen in, and still apparently no
cessation of the eruption. As we got into the town the
sand and ashes were falling so thick that it was impossible
to keep your eyes open without a shade or umbrella, and
almost every one had adopted half a newspaper stuck under
their hats and projecting over their faces ; every one so
thickly covered in dust that it was impossible to discover
the colour of their clothes, On we went, now on our legs,
having left the carriages, at one time walking along the
beaten path cut in the lava, at another over the rough
lava itself, and so hot that we could not stand long on
it. At last we arrived within 100 yards of the crater,
and it appeared to be subsiding, though the smoke and
sand were still coming forth very fast. Vesuvius was as
active as ever, making most appalling noises as if the earth
was shaken to its very centre. The ground on which wo
stood was shaking like an aspen leaf, with a heaving and
convulsive power underneath. At last I thought we might
try and climb up the cone so as to look into the crater, if
only for a minute ; so I went, followed by some others. We
were well repaid for our temerity, for we discovered that
the whole of the ground on which we were standing was
nothing more within a few inches only of its surface than
a red hot ash-heap, I should say 40 feet in thickness. We
had not been standing there ten minutes when, without
the least notice, a small eruption took place almost along-
side of us, throwing up ashes and smoke, and as we were
running for safety the red-hot stones, as big as one's head,
fell around us. however, as we had not yet seen down
the crater itself, but only the ridge adjoining it, I thought
I would make another attempt, and 1 succeeded in climbing
to the top and looking down. I could see nothing but
smoke and fire, the latter almost on a level with myself.
Suddenly it made a great noise, which was sufficient for
me, and I ran down as hard as I could split and got
back all right. Ten minutes afterwards it burst forth and
the place on which I had been standing was literally covered
with red-hot stone or lava. Night was creeping on and it
increased in fury, and the ground was in one incessant
tremble. We remained for an hour after dark, and on our
way back we found that the whole of the lava on which we
had been and were then treading was, within a few inches
of its surface, red-hot. The whole of the hill-side of Vesu-
vius is split right down through the town into the sea. The
view from the bay that night until ten was very beautiful,
for in addition to the fire, smoke, and red-hot stones, there
were constant bright flashes of flame, like lightning, as the
gas came in contact with the air. Towards midnight it sub-
sided. The town is entirely deserted, and no one is allowed
to live in it. It is the belief here that we have not seen the
worst of it, but that it is only gathering fresh force. Torre
del Greco has been destroyed in the same way seven diffe••
rent times, the last exactly 100 years ago ; but still people
flock back to it.—Naples, Dec. 12, 1861."

(Before Samuel Warren, Esq., Q.C., Master in Lunacy,
and a Special Jury.)
' FIFTH DAY.

Warp and Woof ; or, the Reminiscences of Doris
Fletcher. By Holme Lee, author of " Sylvan
Holt's Daughter," " Against Wind and Tide."

Three vols. ✓ Smith and Elder.

The first witness examined this morning was
Mr. Partridge, who said—l have visited Mr. Windham
during his residence in London. He was in the habit of
throwing open his window and shrieking out at the top of
his voice. He would then return to the table and take his
seat in the ordinary manner. We never conversed with him
about his shrieking, but when we talked to him on
general subjects, ho spoke coherently, but there was some-
thing peculiar in his manner. He used at dinner to help
himself to a very great quantity of food. I have been out
with him once in a gig. He drove in a very reckless,
furious manner. On the occasion I speak of we went to
the Crystal Palace, where he left me, and began conversing
with a policeman in such a way as to attract the attention
of the company.
By Mr. 'Chambers—He swore very violently, and foamed
at the mouth.

Thi3 author has written so many delightful
works that a new one is always welcome. We meet
with so much truth in the descriptions of life that
abound in these:pages, we find such real characters
presented to our notice, that it is at all times desir-
able to dwell on such pictures. In this instance
the reader will not be disappointed, for the recol-
lections here recorded arc replete with subject of
reflection and source of interest. They are told by
one whose work in the active world is over, whose
portion henceforth is to wait. Doris Fletcher, in
the meridian of her strength and the maturity of
her powers, met with an accident that laid her low.
At the introduction we find her 13 ing on the couch
from which she cart never rise again, listening to
the church bells ringing in the distance. To her
they speak of many things, recalling hope and hap-
piness, and sne might say, in the words of the
poet—

W itness continued—When we returned to town he drove in
a very dangerous manner. The last time I saw him in Lon-
don I thought his condition was one of imbecility.
' Cross-examined —I consider his great peculiarity in
laughing, his slovenly habit of dress, and his great desire
to attract the attention of people, and a vacancy in the ex-
pression of his features, signs of imbecility. lam a doctor
of medicine, and I consider these things evidence of imbe-
cility. On the visit to the Crystal Palace his conspicuous
position was a mark of imbecility. He wasjtanding in the
centre transept with his hands behind lis back and
his head stooping. I think the groom was behind
time in
,meeting Mr. Windham, and that excited him.
I should think it might have been about half an hour
after the time that Mt Windham appointed that the car-
riage arrived. I don7t know that Mr. Windham had an
engagement in town that evening. I cannot remember the
language he,used to the groom. In returning home we
had two or three very narrow escapes of collision. lam
Pot in the habit of fl Living myself. 1 don't know whose
room it was that Aiji. Windham took his luncheon in. I
know it ware -nit don't know where the kitchen
was situated, but I suppose it was somewhere below. I
cannot say he was not calling out for his servants. I have
taken luncheon with Mr. Windham about ten or a dozen
times. We had champagne and sherry. Mr. Llewellyn
has sometimes joined us. I arrived in town a few days ago.
I came from Edinburgh. I first received an intimation to
attend from Mr. Peathfield.

"My weary soul they seemed to soothe,
And redolent of joy and youth
To breathe a second spring."
" I heard the Avonmore church bells ringing high
in the clouds. So long ago, so long ago, so long,
long ago ! I gave myself up to them, and let them
carry me over a plain of level years to the troubleus
times when first we came to live at Redcross; to
times earlier than these; to the days of my father's
prosperity, when we were all young and bonnie
Roseberry was our home. The joys and sorrows
of others as well as myself rose from their
' graves, and the loves and hates of some
who have ceased loving and hating in this
world for ever. What the bells and the old Thought
Book said to me I am going to relate to you, but
more of others than of myself. My own story is
one of those which can be told in less than half-a-
dozen pages—a story cut short in the first chapter
with Why' for its finis. In this life it will not
be answered, but one day I shall know for what
good reason of God's the hope of my youth was
then away, and I was left to wither through long
painful years into the state of sheer hopelessness in
which I lie now." In pursuance of this purpose she
gives us a most exciting narrative of the chief
events that occurred in her family. There is always
much to learn in any one household thus chronicled
and set apart in its peculiar joys and sorrows, from
among the communities of earth. The Fletchers
had fallen in the world, and Redcross, where they
lived, was a sad change from their beautiful Rose-
berry. Doris had a trouble of her own, as her
engagement was broken off by the death of her
lover. She bore this blow bravely, however, and
truly says, " There are pains harder, far harder to
bear than the death of what we love. I can remem-
ber him without a shadow of reproach ; he was
always generous, noble, and loving. I shall never
see his equal until I see him again where there are
no partings any more for ever." The two step-
sisters of Doris, " Ursula" and " Connie," were as
unlike as possible. Ursula was a most despicable
character, and she gradually gave way to all her
worst feelings, till she became about as hateful as
a woman could be. She offers a striking warn-
ing to all those who will not resist the evil
that worirs in their natures. Had Ursula gone
abroad or married early, very different would have
been the lot of the little circle at Redcross. It is an
awful reflection to carry to the grave that we have
marred greatly the happiness of home, but to feel
that we have made it miserable is a dreadful ides,
indeed, and haunts like a curse at the last hour.
The ruling passion with Ursula was envy of her
lovely young sister, and she did all that lay in her
power to make that fair young maiden's career a
blank, and to blight her prospects that seemed at
first bright and golden as became the attributes of
beauty in the first flush of its splendour and of
youth in the lustre of its morning. " Connie" was
a sweet, gentle girl, but she wanted decision, and
the conduct of the entire family in sending out an
innocent, ignorant creature like her into a cold,
cruel world was most reprehensible. Mrs. Fletcher
was always ruled by Ursula, and this was very
wrong. Another error was their conduct to Dr.
Julius Eden. This gentleman was engaged to
Connie, and then able and willing to give her a
home. On account of an absurd crotchet of the
father's the marriage was imperatively delayed till
she was of age. In defiance of prudence, and in
spite of kindness, the young girl was thrust forth,
and bitterly did all grieve for the consequences. All
but Ursula, that is to say; she magnified the mis•
take, and enhanced the error by her absurd ad-
vice and pertinacious interference. It is to be feared
that such natures are often seen in life, and they
are, indeed, the wormwood mingled with the gall.
For such there must be an awful reckoning
scored up against the great day of account.
It is difficult to say whether the passages that tell
of Ursula's conduct in regard to Connie are most
irritating or most painful. The folly of Doris in
allowing her to go with the suffering girl to
Southill is really aggravating, but people often do
make such mistakes, ignoring that it is sometimes
as great a duty to put ourselves forward as at others
to retire into the shade. The claims of the sick
and suffering should have been made paramount.
Julius also comported himself extremely ill, and
truly the reader's indignation is divided between
him and Ursula. Nothing could justify his con-
duct, and he had no right to treat with such scorn
one whom he thought worthy to call his wife. He
made her a reproach among her neighbours, and
had they not for the most part possessed higher
spirit than to subscribe to his strictures, and better
feelings than to follow in his wake, sad would have
been the doom of Connie Fletcher. There does not
seem much to rejoice at in their reconciliation at
last, for she was so terrified by his harshness that
the best attribute of affection was gone in her
shaken trust. The perfect love that casteth out
fear was indeed far from that joyless compact. In
this the author bhows great skill. The convenient
notion of many storytellers is to hush up all bad
things at the last, and make all cloudless. This
cannot be; where sin has trod the trail of the serpent
will be left behind in some form or another,
and it is false reasoning and bad teaching
to argue, and show the eontrary. Thus we
are told that the bloom was brushed off that
second engagement, and both felt it acutely. Still,
where there is right feeling in the mind and kind-
ness in the heart, evils may be mitigated, and so
we learn that the re-united lovers led a happy life
after the sharp struggle was past, and the hard
contest won over their own errors, and the sin and
wickeduess of that evil spirit who plotted against
them with malignant pertinacity. In some respects
they were better for their troubles, for Connie had
learned experience in self•discipline, and Dr. Julius
had schooled his stern ways into more gracious and
genial manners. Ursula is not shown to us at all
repentant, and that is as well for the truth of the
portraiture, as those adamant natures are only
affected by most, sudden startling calamities to
themselves, and what they learn is often known
only to their Maker and themselves. Some, it is to
be trusted, seek, before the night everlasting shuts
them from day, for the saving grace that may avail
—but, too many ge on like Ursula, hardening and
becoming more frigid as life leads them on to death
and this world to another. There is something
very touching in the records given of the parent's
life in their sad retirement. It was easy for the
young people to become in a measure reconciled to
the change, but for them the time of transplanting
was over, the residue of their days was a regret
and a longing for what had been but should be no
more. " They recoiled from the gaiety and hopes
of their children, they were shadows of the disap-
pointments of the world, and would not come
across their sunshine. But the bitterness of regret
was past, and the heat of their day over ; they
rested, and the busy earth went round, and the
golden hours dawned on the generation that would
be after them. I can see them now, ah, me ! the
young have not all the romance to themselves,
nor all the tragedy, nor all the pathos, nor all the
love. So different as it had been with that old
pair ! Is there no tragedy like these, no pathos
in coming down in the world ? The sorrows of
the aged, who must still soon have done with
scrrows, touch me more than the passionate griefs
of youth. They have finished Hope's flattering
tale ; they have realised the vanity of all things
under the sun, and have only to wait till Death,
the sovereign all-healer, bids them depart in peace
out of the struggle and strife of living. Halting,
I have learnt all its sad significance, through many
an hour of pain, and hitter, bitter repining. Some
of its comforts, too, I have learnt ; but the lesson
has been long, and is imperfect yet. When I re-
member papa and mamma studying it, hand in
hand, in broken fortunes, but together, and in
calm, I am ready to weep for pity, over myself,
who have been at it for years, and alone, and have
hardly yet got to see the justice, tempered with
mercy, in the Almighty will that must be done!"
In many of these truthful passages, and these
earnest exhortations, we meet with the illustration
of that sublime idea inculcated in the expressive
line, "They also serve, who only stand and wait."
Respecting this suffering pair, they were permitted
to die near together. Their sons were far away
in a distant land ; earth's extension intervened
between them and the home of childhood.
Their daughters were not happily situated, oni the
whole, with Connie's delicate health, Dori 's
shattered constitution, and Ursula'sh these caresunhappy
temper, But they were going
might not follow. " The boys inir reerturned to us,
but, in her last hour, their mother
They
they
were by)aer, and talked to them. __They will meet
again where partings are no more." Among other ,

Re-examined by Mr. Chambers—Windham's driving
alarmed me very much. I should say when he screamed
out of the window he was not calling for the servants.
By the Master—The visit to the Crystal Palace took
place at the end of June or the beginning of July last.
Jesse Campbell Ingram—l reside at Castle-street, Edin-
burgh. I recollect Mr. Peathfield and Mr. Windham
taking lodgings in my house. Windham behaved like a
fool. He did not appear right in his mind. Whateverthings
he had in his portmanteau he threw into the middle of the
room. I noticad him next morning at breakfast, and during
the whole time he was in my house. I had a particular
reason for waiting on him. When I went to wait at break-
fast Windham was foaming at the mouth in such a manner
that frightened me very much. Previous to dinner he
acted in a very strange manner; just like an insane man.
He continued to do so during the fortnight he remained in
my house. He used to open the window and almost throw
himself out, then he would shout and call out. The shout
was something between a roar and a howl. He used to
make noises like a cat during the night. My opinion was
that he was not in his right mind.

By Mr. Karslake—l formed my opinion that Windham
was insane the moment I saw him. The lodgers I
keep are very quiet people. Mr. Peathfield and Mr.
Windham always dined together. I never laughed
fit to kill myself. I was frightened too much.
I was sorry for him. I never laughed at him when he sang
"I'm off to Charlestown." I don't go to theatres. I ob-
jected to waiting up late for the gentlemen. The two gen-
tlemen used to sit up together. I can't say that Mr. Peath-
field did not make some of the noises. I have known them
sit up as late as three o'clock in the morning. I told them
that without they kept better hours they must quit my
house. I have seen a gentleman visit Mr. Windham once.
He never stopped to supper. I was summoned to attend
here on Saturday last.

Woolley's .New Map of the ,Seat of Trar in the Con-
federate States of Anzerica. London : Clarke
and Co., 252, Strand.

We have several maps of the States, excellent
ones some of them, already published. Mr.
Woolley's map is distinguished by its giving on a
large scale, yet in pocket form, the whole South
from the Galvaston on the Gulf of Mexico, in-
cluding the North as far as the parallel of New
York. The entire Seat of War is, therefore, fully
given North and South, and the States west of
the Mississippi—Missouri, Arkansas, and Louisiana
—are also included. The execution is clear. The
railroads well marked, the coast and islands well
defined. It is a useful map of ready reference,
and good pocket companion to the newspaper.

Re-examined—The noises "always were made in the
middle of the night, and they disturbed the whole house.
When Windham was asked to be quiet, he used to comply
for a short time, but he commenced again in a very short
time. I slThuld not have cared had the gentleman sat up
all night if he had been quiet. I have had a great many
lodgers in my time, but I never had one like Mr, Wind-
ham.

Mrs. Llewellyn—My husband lives at 35, Duke-street,
St. James's. He is a wine importer. In May, 1861, Mr.
Windham came to lodge at our house. General Windham
had nothing to do with the gentleman's coming. I had
never seen him at that time. With the exception of certain
intervals Mr. Windham remained at our house till the end of

“ THE BURGOMASTER'S FEAST.”—The purchasers
of the illustrated London News will receive with
their Christmas number a fine coloured print of this
beautiful painting. It is from the pencil of Lance,
the unrivalled master of the glowing world of
fruits—a descendant, one would think, of that old
Grecian painter whose cherries, we are told, were
pecked at by the birds. The print is of unusual
size and beauty, and, when framed, is most suitable
for a Christmas gift.

raligust. I formed an opinion as to the state of his mind
during that time, and I thought he was insane. His tutor
Mr. Peathfield, had also a:room in the house. Windham
was a very unclean person. He used to be put into a bath
in the lower part of the house, and I have known him jump
out of it and run up stairs without his clothes. There were
female sorvants in the house.

The inquiry was proceeding when we went to press.

THIS DAY'S MARKETS.

LA TI lIVIELLIGBIVCE.-(7H15 DAY.)

CORN EXCHANGE.

ROLLS COURT.
THE DEPOSIT DANK AND ASSURANCE COMPANY.

Fresh up to this morning's market the arrivals of English
wheat were very moderate, and the demand, both for red
and white samples, ruled steady, at fully previous quota-
tions.

This morning Mr. Wells, who formerly was one of the
directors of the concern, was examined. He stated that he
never recollected loans being granted to directors. He at-
tended the board meeting and received his fee, having the
greatest reliance in the representations of Mr. Peter Mor-
rison. He objected to joining the French company, believ-
ing it to be a wild scheme, but ho could not prevent the
event taking place. Ho retired from the direction in 1856.
The Rev. Mr. Bean, another director, said his connection
with the company commenced when the amalgamation of
the Times Fire Assurance took place. He received his
qualification as a director, but he had never paid money for
it. Ho believed that the concern was in a solvent state, or
he never should have had anything to do with it. The re-
presentations made to him previous to his becoming con-
nected with it were, that it was in a highly flourishing con-
dition, and such being his belief he had recommended it.

The show of foreign wheat was moderately good. Im-
porters were very firm, and there were no sellers of any de-
scription, except at the extreme rates of Monday last.
Floating cargoes of grain changed hands to a moderate
extent, on former terms.

Barley, the supply of which was much, restricted, was in
steady request, at full currencies.

In malt, sales progressed slowly ; good and fine qualities,
however, were firm in value.

Oats, of good and fine quality, were in steady request,
and prices were well maintained. Inferior parcels, how-
ever, met a slow sale.

For both beans and peas the trade was in a sluggish state,
at barely stationary prices.
The flour trade was firm, at full quotations. The amount
of business transacted, however, was by no means exten-
sive.

COURT OF DIVORCE.
GETRIN V. GETHIN.
The whole of the morning was occupied by the address of
Mr. Macaulay, Q.C., on behalf of Lady Gethin.

ARRIVALS THIS WEEK.
Wheat. Barley. Malt. Oats. Flour.
Eng1i5h........ 1,580 2,420 1 3,350 i 230 1,730 sacks.
Irish.. —
F0rei,gn........ 44,060 9,940 1 45,470 1,260 sks.
18,670 brls.

SECONDARIES COURT.
(Before Mr. Potter and Jury.)

IMPORTANT TO JURYMEN.-THE ARTILLERY COMPANY.
Upon the jurymen being called, a gentleman claimed his
exemption.
The learned Secondary—Upon what grpund ?
Applicant—l am a member of the Artillery Company.
The learned Secondary—Are you an officer ?
Applicant—No ; I am a private.
The learned Secondary—Then you cannot be exempted.
Applicant—l understood that members of the Artillery
Company are exempted by a charter.
The learned Secondary—That charter applies only to
rulers, governors, and officers, and not to privates. Yon
must serve.

A juryman was excused on the ground that he suffered
from disease of the heart, which rendered him liable to pain
upcn being confined.

CAUTION TO DUST CONTRACTORS-THE VESTRY OF THE
PARISH OF ST. MARY ABBOTT'S, KENSINGTON, V.

STAPLETON AND ANOTHER.

This was a writ of inquiry to assess the damages sus-
tained through defendants' default in complying with the
terms of a bond between them and the plaintiffs.
Mr. Pontifex, for the plaintiffs, said that defendants had
contracted for the removal of dust from the parish, and
entered into a bond for £lOO, to be paid by four instalments.
They had paid £5O, and defaulted to the other instalments;
hence the present proceedings.
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No one appeared on behalf of defendants, and evidence
having been called, the learned Secondary summed up, the
jury awarding plaintiffs £5O damages.

POLICE INTELLIGENCE.—(274is Day.)

MARLBOROUGH-STREET.

A GROUNDLESS CHARGE.—Henry Best, a cabinet-
maker, was charged with stealing a vice from Mr. Fredk.
Krille, cabinetmaker, of 35, Foley street.
Mr. Edward James, of Great Marlborough-street, de-
fended.

The prosecutor, on getting into the box, said he knew
nothing about the affair, only he was told that prisoner had
taken some tools.

Mr. Lewis said there was no pretence for the charge
whatever.

Prosecutor's foreman was called,and said he knew nothing
of the robbery. _ _

Mr. Lewis said the fact was that a workman in Mr.
Krille's employ had broken a vice, and given Mr. Krille
another in the place of it, and gave the old one to the pri-
soner, as he had a right to:do. The prisoner, hearing that
Mr. Krille had asked for the vice had even gone with it to
his house, and it was refused to be taken, and then after-
wards the accused was given into custody.

Mr. Tyrwhitt at once discharged the accused.
A PECULIAR MISTAKE.—CAUTION TO YOUNG LADIES.
—Amongst the numerous letters forwarded this morning to
the magistrate (Mr. I yrwhitt) was a delicate missive writ-
ten on a sheet of paper surrounded with a wreath contain-
ing the words, " The Compliments of the Season," and with
a: fancy border. The letter, which was dated from
" Rupert-street," began with " Dear William," and the
Magistrate, seeing that it was not for him, handed it to our
reporter, who found it to have been written by a young lady,
and that it contained a very pressing invitation for Christ-
mas ; and that the favoured individual may perhaps not
be deprived of the opportunity of accepting it, and with
the view of cautioning young ladies to be more careful, we
have thought it right thus far to nude to the mistake.

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