The Sun.
London, England, 1850-04-04 00:00:00

THURSDAY EVENING, APRIL 4, 18.50

the house, some more angry words ensued between tht in,
and the complainant snatched up a basket in which she
had been packing her things, anti threw it at her head,
which cut her eye severely. He then upset a table and
broke a plate wh'eh belor r.,,d to her, and she smashed a
plate of his to be quits with hiM ; but this she did on
the fender, .and not over his head, as he had sworn. In
self-defence also she did take the sword-stick from be-
hind the door and strike the compla;nant ; but he sot. 11
wrenched it from her, and with it violently chastised her
about the body and legs. He also nearly tore all the
clothes off her back.

A fine intelligent boy, son of the prisoner, whom she
called, deposed to icing present during the quarrel, and
corroborated his mother's statement as to the complain-
ant's throwing the basket at her, adding thatAtefore any
blows were struck the complainant had threatened to
knock his (witness's) mother's " b- teeth down her
throat."

A son of the complainant himself also proved on b -
half of the prisoner, that he sags• his father (the coin-
plainam) sinking the prisoner with the sword-stick,
and threatening to murder her, and that he ss a* at-
tracted to the house by hearing the prisoner shouting
murder.

Mr. BURRELL was of opinion that the assault had he,n
mutual, and di,charged the prisone , but ordered that
both the complainant and the prison,r should be bound
over iu their recognizant:us in the sum of 20/. to keep
the penes, each towards the other, for six months.

CLETIKENWELL.—(THIS DAY.)
A young woman named Enfma k‘•niitli was placed at
the bar, bt fore Mr. Tvv)mhitt, charg,d with st, alirz a
coat, a waistcoat, and two pair of sheets from the house
in which she lodged, and with having pledgqd them with
two different pawnbrokers.
The prosecutor, James Matthews, stated that the
prisoner was a lodger in his house, in Ann-street,
Pentonville, and that be saw the articles in question see
in an uelocked drawer, in a front room which he occu-
pied, on Sunday last. Yesterday afternoon he found
they had disappeared, and as his suspicions attached to
the prisoner, he taxed her with the theft, when she
acknowledged she had taken them, and she produced the
pawnbrokers' duplicates, and he accordingly gate her
into custody.
The articles were produced by the pawnbrokers, who
stated they had been brought to them by the prisoner.
She made no answer to the charge, and was committed
to take her trial at the next sessions.

Ann Smith, a stout and by no means bad-looking
damsel of the pavi, was charged by James Parmenter, an
Italian image maker, with stealing a silver watch, a gold
chain, and 2s. Gd.

The prosecutor, it appeared, was' passing through
Holborn last night, about twelve o'clock, when his atten-
tion was directed to the prisoner, whose charms over-
came the sensitiveness of his amorous disposition. He
ventured to accost Ler, and with a winning smile, pecu-
liar to his countrymen, soon pierced the heart, as he
supposed, of the hesitating lady. Though scarcely able
to speak our vulgar English, an acquaintance immedi-
ately sprung up between them, for love makes itself un-
derstood despite of all obstacles, and he prevailed on her
to allow him to accompany her home. The place of her
domicile was a questionable court somewhere in
Gray's Inn-road, but for any thing he knew, it
might havo been the most Lishionable house in the
neighbourhood. They retired to rest, but while the gay
Lothario was reposing in the arms of Morpheus his lady-
love took advantage of the opportunity to disappear
with all his valuables. When daylight broke, and the un-
fortunate gentleman rose from his slumbers, he was as
much astonished as he was indignant at the deception
practised upon him. He gave information to the police
of the circumstance, and they soon traced her out, but
she had nothing upon her but 2s.
The prosecutor gave a rambling and unintelligible ac-
count of the occurrence, and as there was no direct evi-
dence against the prisoner she was discharged.
THE WRECK OF THE ROYAL

ADELAIDE STEAMER.

CORRESPONDENCE AND PARTICULARS RECEIVED

TRIG DAY.

Up to twelve o'clock to-day, the secretary at Lloyd's
had not received intelligence of the finding any of the
bodies of the unhappy sufferers by the foundering of this
ill-fated steamer, excepting the two that had been landed
at Margate previously mentioned.
The manager of the City of Dublin Steam Naviga-
tion Company arrived at Margate last night from
London to proceed to the wreck, .and to obtain accu-
rate information of her position on the sands, and the
probability of any portion of her being saved. The
gale of wind that has been blowing the who:* of this
night and this morning leads to a supposition that not a
vestige will be found, her remains having either been
swept away by the tremendous seas or have bean swal-
owed up in the sands.
Mr. Hartley, the agent of the company, has handed
us copies of two letters he received this morning, which
will be found to contain further details, on the sad sub-
ject of the wreck. Particulars the second will be
observed was sent by the chief boatman of the Coast
Guard station at St. Nicholas station, to the company's
agent at Plymouth.
London and 'Southampton, Dublin, Belfast, Liverpool
and Falmouth Steam-packet Office, Vauxhall-
street, Plymouth. April. 3, 1850.
Dear; Sir,—l regret exceedingly that the dispatch of
an answer to your favour of the Ist, should have been
omitted by yesterday's post, and I hope this will reach
you in time to be of use. You will see by the enclosed
est that only few persons left this port' by the ill-fated
Adelaide ; but I should think her pissengors from Cork
to Londoa must have been from 150 to 200. I have no
means of ascertaining, with any degree of certainty,
what the number war, as I get no list from Cork, and
take no account of those who land here. I send you a
letter I have this moening received from Margate, which
may give you a few particulars, to enable you to obtain
further inforspation from the same writer.
I am, sir, &c.,
ROBERT CLARK.
T. Hartley, Esq., Leadenhall-street, Loudon.
Gentlemen,—l beg to acquaint you of a melancholy
catastrophe that haprened at our station on Saturday
night, about 10 45 P.M. We observed two rockets and
a large red light in the direction of the Tongue Sand,
outside of the Queen's Channel, and we observed the
red light again at eleven, and at 11 38, when we never
saw it afterwards. The wind blowing hard from the
S.E., and a heavy sea running, particularly on the sands.
At daylight we saw the remains of a large wreck lying
close to the Tongue beacon. Unfortunately the sea was
running so high at the time that we could not launch our
boat. But one of the Margate luggera, coming
through the Queen's Channel, fell in with two dead
bodies, each having a lift-preserver on, with
blue clothes; one appeared to be the mate and the other
the engineer. Tu-uay (Monday) the wreck has been
surrounded with boat, and it has been my duty to
examine them. I have gleaned what information I could,
but lam afraid it is a bad job. She is a largo steamer,
and there is nothing left of her betides her machinery
and bow, and one side, and the only thing that they
found that 'cads to her identity is a large lantern marked
"Royal. Adelaide." Her cargo and light gear must
have driven on the Essex coast, as not a vestige is to be
seen in the Queen's Channel, As the wind was
blowing so long from the east, the Margate boat-
men were not on the look out ; neither did
any of the pilots see anything of it, and the Tongue
light-vessel fires signals of distress. Ido not think
there was a craft of any sort riding in the Queen's
Channel at sunset, so what became of the poor souls on
board Heaven knows. If
any person wish?s any infor-
mation concerning the unfortunate seamen, I shall feel
happy to supply all I can obtain. I am constantly boarding
the boats to glean something respecting the remainder ut
the crew. I have examined some copper and brass handler,
but with the exception of the lantern can find nothine
that leads to her name, but there are a great many boats'
putad from Margate through the other channel,
I am, Sir,yours, Jon tireits, Commanding Boat-
man, Coast i.'
Guard Station, St. Nicholas, Margate.

•FFICIAL RETURN OF TUE CREW DRo'XNED.
The annexed return of the unfortunate crew of the
Royal Adelaide was received this morning by the secre.
tary of the Company from Liverpool. It appears nearly
the whole of them belonged to that port, and many hare
left large families to mourn their melancholy fate.
Wm. Gowler, chief mate; George North, second mate;
William Scott, third mate; William Reilly, chief engi-
neer; William CroOk, second engineer; Charles Cock-
land, fireman; John Delany, ditto; Thomas Williams,
ditto; John Doyle, ditto; William Beller, ditto; James
Moore, ditto; Patrick Carey, coal trimmer; Michael
Wolfe, ditto; William Seayen, sailor; Francis Neico,
ditto; John Stamper. ditto; Robert Tozer, ditto; Jo-
seph Morgan, ditto ; Ambrose Turner, carpenter;
Thomas Butter, boy; Henry Hillier, stew ard; Sarah
Garetty, stewardess.
The Royal Adelaide steamer was insured in several
offices; her loss and cargo is reported to exceed 30,0001.

THE LATE MURDERS AT JUMPER GREEN.—We
understand that Pearson, who, there can be no doubt, in-
humanly murdered Dr. Wilson and his mother at Juniper
Green on the 24th ult., was removed from the Calton Gaol
here to the Penitentiary at Perth on Friday last. His re-
moval took place on a certificate signed by two medical
practitioners, in terms of the Act, that lie was labouring
under insanity. He will, therefore, be lodged in "that part of
the Perth Penitentiary which is devoted to the reception of
lunatics. He will, notwithstanding of this, be brought to
trial in the usual course.—Scorsinan.

A MAN BURNED TO DBATIT.—On Saturday
evening Mr. Kemp, aged 83, residing in llrxton Old Town,
while sitting before the fire, was seized with a fit (it is
supposed), and fell on to he grate. When he was dis-
covered the left side of his face was completely burnt oft
There was no one present at the time.

The regrets of a feeling heart may harmonize with
a contemplation of nature and an enjoyment of the tine arts;
but frivolity, under whatever lorm it appears, deprives atten-
tion of its power, thought of its originality, and sentiment of
its depth.—Eika Cook's Journal.

Tit EDUCATION QUESTION.-A large and in-
fluential meeting of the inhabitants of Manchester was held
in the Town Hall, on Tuesday, convened by the Mayor, in
compliance with a requisition signed by 509 merchants and
manufacturers, for the purpose of considering the propriety
of petitioning Parliament in favour of a national system of
education upon a purely secular basis. John Putter, Esq.
the Mayor, occupied the chair, and the had was erlwdeil at
an early period of the morning; indeed, for several hours
before the opening of the doors, they were literally besieged
by the friends and opponents of the Lancashire Public School
system. So great was the crowd that a very small portion
of the people in attendance could be accommodated in the
hall, and a second meeting, embracing from 2,000 to 3,000
people, was constituted outside. Upwards of an hour having
been spent amidst indescribable uproar and confusion, the
Rev. Francis Tucker proposed the adoption of a petition in
favour of a national secular system of education. The Rev.
J. Taylor seconded the proposition. The Rev. Canon
Stowell moved an amendment in 'favour of the introduction
of the religious element; but after a long and very stormy
meeting the petition was adopted.

MAGAZINES, &c.—(CONTINUED).
NEW 11.10 N THLY.

The New Monthly again opens with some verses 17
Leigh Hunt. The anecdote which they celebrate is
so well worthy of attention, and it is here so grace-
fully narrated, that we gladly transcribe it entire :
TIIE BITTER GOURD.

INSCRIBED TO HIS GRACE THE DUKE OF DEVONSHIRE.
BY LEIGH HUNT.
" Grace," in good truth, ronown'd for that rare art
CAll'd Perfect Tact (if it indeed be art
Whose shill implies an all-embracing heart),
Lokmat's lord,—the only thing,
In all he did, beyond thy compassing;—
In Lokmnn's self,—the spirit more than free,
Which thou hadst shown as well, bad'st thou been he.

Lokman the Wise, therefore the good (for wise
Is but sage good,_ seeing with final eyes),
Was slave once to a lord, j, alous though kind,
Who, piqued sometimes at the man's master mind,
Gave him, one day, to see how he would treat
So strange a grace, a bitter g o urd to eat.
With simplest reverence, and no surprise,
The sage receiv'd wli t stri teh'd the donor's eyes;
And, piece by piece, as though it had been food,
To 'oast and gloat on, every morsel chow'd;
And so stood eating, with his patient beard,
Till all the nauseous favour disappetted.
Ves.'el, and confounded, and dispos'd to find
Some ground if scorn, on which to ewe his mind,
" Loktntn!" exclaim'd his master,—" In God's name,
How can a slave hims.elf become so tome?
Have all my favours been bestow'd amiss?
Or could not brains like thine have saved thee this?"
Calmly stood Lokman still, as duty stands.—
" Have I receiv'd," he answer'd " at thine hands
Favours so sweet they went to mine heart's rout,
And could I not accept one bitter fruit 7"
" 0 ',Amon!" said his lord (and as he spoke,
For very love his words in softness broke),
" Take but this favour yet:—be slave no more:—
Be, as thou art, my frie:erl and counsellor:—
Oh be; nor let me quit thee, self-abhorr'd;—
'La I that am the slave, and thou the lord."

* See the ground-work of the story in D'ljerbelot, and
other Eastern authorities. Lokman has sometimes been
called the Arabian 4Esup ; and sometimes thought to have
been 2Esop himself.

Horace Smith's " Musings in my Study" are con-
tinued. A quotation from Fulton, to the effect that
"as there are many wayside flowers scarcely worth
gathering individually, which would neverthelesi
contribute to the value of a nosegay, so do spring up
in the mind many thoughts of trifling separate value
which may be well worth collecting into a posy,"
forms an appropriate motto for the collection. Of
these "Musings" the most amusing is on "The
Metempsychosis," or the supposed transmigration of
human souls into the bodies of lower animals, as
asserted by Pythagoras. Some of Mr. Smith's meta-
morphoses are exceedingly happy. He suggests, for
example, that " worldly priests might be converted
into hawks, which only fly heavenward in pursuit of
prey ;" "anglers would exchange the amusement of
the rod for the anguish of the hook ;" " fox-hunters,
metamorphosed into hunted foxes, should be allowed
the daily privilege, after a desperate run, of being in
at their own death I while authors, and more espe-
cially critics, realising the nickname sometimes be-
stowed upon them, and converted into real book-
worms, should pass their lives in defacing the leaves
by which they are supported, and constantly picking
holes in the works before them.' An article on
" Literature Lind the Exhibition of 1851" laments
that, while princely patronage and publie encourage-
ment are being (so justly) awarded to scientiffc and
artistic labourers, men of literature are still unrecog-
nised and unrewarded. In this article it is truth-
fully remarked, " Those who stand on the high
places of the earth scarcely understand what
real necessity, what actual suffering means. They
dream not what it is to a noble mind to be obliged,
like the worms, to crawl upon the earth for nourish-
ment, because it has not strength to endure famine.
Life moves around them with so much grace and
splendour, and beauty, that they drink of life's sweet
wine and dance in a cheering intoxication. They
find nothing within them which can enable them to
understand the real sufferings of the poor." On the
subject of the proposed Exhibition, we fipd the fol-
lowing excellent and, unfortunately, correct observa-
tion as to the scanty reward apportioned to those to
whom honour is really due :

" This gorgeous silk, that graceful and various tinted
shawl—the one from Howell and James's, the other from
Everington's—are laid before the eyes of a thousand
eager admirers; nine hundred and ninety-nine out of the
thousand go their way, commenting and expatiating on
their beauties, and praising their elaborate elegance and
exquisite workmanship, and highly commending those
whose wealth or capital has enabled them to offer such
articles of refined luxury to the public gaze, as to admire
them on the persons of those who have means to possess
them. Not a thought, however, not a care is vouchsafed
to the artisan who has laboured to produce such trea-
sures, or is one a ord of grateful praise bestowed
on the designer or the workman. No; from the shops
I have named, or any others, they are said to have
come; what more is required? Not a single
syllable is uttered of where obtained—by whom pre-
dueed ? Suffice, there they are to be purchased by
money and worn for the admiring world. And so is it
from the beginning to the end of the chapter. Tho very
shirts we wear, the coatr, the boots, the hats; the very
bread of life by which we are sustained; one and all are
the products of hard-working, ill-requited, unremitting,
struggling labour; yet not a jot of gratitude is produced
in our hearts; that they have toiled and slmed, while
we, perchance, have slept calmly on a bed of down, or
enjoyed the frivolous pleasures of life. We look on and
wonder; remunerate the master tailor or the master
baker, and there ends the aura total of our thought. I
would venture to hope that in this great Exhibition f
all nations, the poor artisan may have the benefit of his
head or handiwork."

DRURY-LANE THEATRE.
Milman's tragedy of Fazio, compressed into three
acts, was revived here last eveniug., when Miss Laura
Addison sustained the part of Nance, and by her
admirable performance of the character produced a
sensation that has never been Equalled since Miss
O'Neil left the stage. The following notice of Miss
Laura Addison's performance appears in the Morning
Post; and we entirely agree with the opinion whicn
our contemporary expresses :—" The tragedy of Fazio
affords a wide scope to the actress of Bianca—indeed,
the entire weight of the play rests upon her exertions.
The author has ingeniously contrived that all the pas-
sions of woman's heart shall be reflected in this one
creation, the remaining personages being but poorly
conceived and weakly wrought out. Miss Laura
Addison enacted the part of Bianca with consummate
skill. Ready as we have always been to do justice to
this young actress's genius and litr powers, both of
apprehension and execution, we have never h(situted
to indicate the points upon which, in our idea, the ad-
, vantage of experience would have better enabled her to
do justice to her own vivid conceptions. But in her
personation of Bianca she leaves to criticism the sim-
ple record of the highest artistic success. It is no easy
tack to reconcile to the eye of the spectator the min •
gled illustrations of 'feminine passion which the
author has, with unscrupulous adherence to stage
conventionalisms, crowded into the canvass ; but Miss
Laura Addison, v% bile developing with the completest
theatrical intelligence the inartistically isolated phases
of the written character, succeeded in blending in a
general and sympathetic union ideas actually diverse,
but which, by her perfect fusion, were combined
into a personation which, for scenic purposes, gave
the highest triumph which intellect could achieve
over undesirable material. The passion of jealousy,
so frequently made the subject of dramatic treat-
ment, has too often been a temptation to
clever artists to indulge in the mere foot.
light ecstacies which a certain class of the
public has been unhappily trained to admire.
Miss Laura Addison, casting aside all the rubbish of
stage memories, has eliminated with mingled sensibi-
lity and executive power a new and most fortunate
reading of the sentiment. Nor in the softer and
more womanly presentments was the power of the
actress less real, if less obvious. Her love tones came
from the heart, and by consequence addressed the
heart successfully; while from
.the confusion of the
emotion of hatred, revenge, remorse, wife-like affec-
tion, and maternal devotion, less successfully discri-
minated by the dramatist, tiss Laura Addison artis-
tically disentangled the somewhat chaotic elements of
the poem, and alternately exhibited each feeling with
a truth and a refinement rarely observable on a mo-
dern stage. She was enthusiastically applauded
during the play, and at its termination was called
before the curtain with acclamation. Mr. Cooper,
who acted the part of Fazio, was suffering from
hoarseness."

The gorgeous and splendid fairy spectacle the
Devil's Ring followed, and each beautiful scene, each
novel effect, each wonderful exhibition of mechanical
power, was greeted by the tumultuous plaudits of the
delighted auditory. The Devil's Ring is drawing
crowded houses every night.