The Sun.
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[PRICE SD.

WHO ROLLED THE POWDER IN?
A LAY OF THE GUNPOWDER PLOT.
(From Blackwood's Magazine for December.)

[Upon this the conversation dropped, and soon after-
wards Tresham depaited. When he found himself alone
he suffi red his rage to vent in worth,. " Perdition seize
them!" he cried, "I shall now lose two thousand pounds,
in addition to what I have already advanc ed, and as
Monteagle will not have the disci ,sure made till the be.
ginning of November, there is no way of avoiding pay-
ment. They would not fill into the snare I laid to throw
the blame of the discovery, when it takes place, upon
their own indiscretion. But I must devise some other
plan."—Ainsworth's Life and Times of Guy Fawkes.]
They've done their task, and every cask
Is piled within the cell,
They've heaped the wood in order good,
And hid the powder well;
And Guido Fawkes, who seldom talks,
Remarked with cheerful glee—
" The moon is bright—they'll fly by night!
Now, Sir, let's turn the key."
The wind without blew cold and stout,
As though it smelt of snow;
But was't the breezy that made the knees
Of Tresham tremble so?
With ready hand, at Guy's command,
He rolled the powder in;
But what's the cause that Tresham's jaws
Are chattering to the chin?
Nor wine nor beer his heart can cheer,
As in his chamber lone,
He walks the plank with heavy clank,
And vents the frequent groan.
" Alack," quoth he, "that this should be,
Alack, and well-a-day!
I had the hope to bring the Pope,
But in a different way.
I'd risk a rope to bring the Pope
By gradual means and slow;
But Guido Fawkes, who seldom talks,
Won't let me manage so.
That furious man has hatched a plan
That must undo us all;
He'd blow the Peers unto the spheres,
And throne the Cardinal!
It's time I took from other book
Than his a saving leaf ;
I'll do it, yes ! I'll e'en confess
Like many a conscious thief.
And on the whole, upon my soul,
As Garnet used to teach,
When human schemes are vain as dreams,
'Tis always best to peach !
My mind's made up!" He drained the cup,
Then straightway sat him down,
Divulged the whole, whitewashed his soul,
And saved the British Crown ;
Disclosed the walks of Guido Fawkes,
And swore with pious aim
That from the first he thought him cursed,
And still opined the same,
Poor Guido died, and Tresham eyed
His dangling corpse on high,
Yet no one durst reflect at first
On him who played the spy.
Did any want a Protestant,
As stiff as a rattan,
To rail at home 'gainst priests at Rome,
Why, Tresham was their man
'Twas nothing though he'd kissed the sod
Abroad in various ways,
Or managed rather that his wife's father
Should bear the blame and praise.
Yet somehow men who knew him when
He woo'd the Man of Sin,
Would slightly sneer, and whisper near,
WHO ROLLED THE POWDER IN?

MORAL.
If you, dear youth, are bent on truth
In these degenerate days,
And if you dare one hour to spare
For aught but " Roman lays."
If, shunning rhymes, you read the Times,
And search its columns through,
You'll find, perhaps, that Tresham's lapse
Is matched by something new.
Our champion John, with armour on,
I 4 ready now to stand,
(For so we hope) against the Pope,
At least on English land.
'Gainst foreign rule and Roman bull,
fight and surely win,
But, tarry yet, and don't forget
Who Rolled the powder in.

STRANGE v. POPE.

BREACII OF PROMISE OF MARRIAGE.

THE LETTERS.

In the course of the trial of this cause in the
Court of Common Pleas yesterday (a report of which
appeared in The Sun of yesterday afternoon), the
following letters were put in and read :
"Dear Sir,—From your manner I infer that I shall
not see you again before I leave town; I should there-
fore feel particularly obliged if you will let me know
what I am indebted to you for last Friday erenieg's
entertainment, and I must say, although, perhaps, you
will deem me bold, that I cannot understand you. You
know I am one to say what I think, for whioh I hope
you will pardon me. I return to my sister's this even-
ing, having left much against her wish. I know I am
wrong in writing, but I felt I must do it, think what you
might of me. " I am, yours truly,
"Sunday Evening. " MARY ANN POPE."
"Dear Sir,—ln reply to yours just received, I write
to say I shall be here this evening, and shall be happy
to see you. What a strange animal a man is!
"I am yours truly in haste,
" MARY ANN POPE."

" Friday Evening, Chase-green.
" My dear Sir,—As you expressed a wish to hear
from me, I have much pleasure in informing you if it
will afford you any gratification to know, I reached here
safely this afternoon without encountering mydear papa
who had not made his appearance in Hatton-garden
when I left at twelve o'clock. When I arrived at the
Shorediteh station I found I was just too late for the
Enfield train, so, by way of making the hour pass as
pleasantly as I could, I regaled myself with threepenny-
worth of Punch, with which I sat down by the fire
and much enjoyed, thinking at the same time it
was preferable to a scene in Hatton-garden. I
understand from mamma my absence was much lamented
last night, and from the description of the party Ido
not think I have any cause to regret yielding to your
persuasions. I hope yc.,u did not again measure your
length in the road last night. It is quite necessary you
should be roughshod here, for it was a case of slide with
me all the way from the railway. I hope you were
egrceable at the Old Bailey to-day, not but what I am
sure if I were in your situation I should be ten times
more troublesome. I heard in the omnibus to-day the
woman was acquitted that murdered her child, and that
the judge gave a beautiful address. Do you not wish
you had been there? I shall tire you with my scribble,
so will conclude. Hoping that this will find you better
than when I left you, and accept my kind regards, and
believe me, " Yours affectionatelj:,
"MARY ANN POPE."
"My dear Sir,—l was much pleased at receiving
yours this afternoon. It was what I hardly expected
after the parting, but I do not know what possessed me;
I felt cross, and I thought you noticed it. They up-
braided me after you left for not seeing you safely eft
the premises, but I suppose it was my innate modesty
that deterred me. I mentioned the all-important sub-
ject to pupa on Sunday morning. He did not raise any
objection, but I will tell you more about it when I see
you. I like not saying too much in a letter in case of •
breach of promise. Mamma thinks it will look rather
particular absenting myself from church, for if I under-
stand you rightly is is sv hat you wish; as Mr. and Mrs.
Edwards will be here, and unless you particularly wish
me not, I should prefer going, as it does not appear to
me like Sunday unless I am at church once in the day.
I must hurry this as it is nearly post time-7 o'clock
P.M. Anticipating the pleasure cf seeing you on Sunday,
" Believe me to be yours in sincerity,
" MARY ANN POPE.

" Chase green, Jan, 17, 1850."

"My dear Sir,-1 hope you will not consider me very
unkind at the sentence I am about to pass. Papa
thinks as well as myself that under existing circum-
stances you had better not come on Sunday, but defer
your visit until Tuesday afternoon next. Papa will be
in town on that day, and should you feel disposed, we
shall be able to accommodate you, and on Sunday Mr.
and Airs. Edwards and a friend will be here, and it will
ba out of our power so to do. I think this will not
please you, but it is papa's wish and mine for the pre-
sent. Will you let me know if you will come on Tues-
day? We have had a heavy fall of snow to-day, and
should it thaw it will not be very inviting here on Sun-
day. The clock striking eleven tells me it is time for me
to be where my parents have been some time since, up
stairs, so will wish you good night, hoping this will find
you in a very good humour.

Yourswillbveemryusoihn cdeisraeplyponted."
,
" I don't think "MARY ANN Pc,pg.
you
" Chase green, Jan. 26, 1850.
i
"My dear Sir,—You doubtless expected a reply to
yours ere this, but since I saw you circumstances have
transpired which have placed me in a painful position
towards you, and oblige me to terminate all further com-
munication with you. I will be candid with you, and
tell you the cause is the return of one whom I for ever
had a sincere attachment to, and avowedly assert that no
other inducement could ever have supplanted you in my
affections. The event has caused me many, many hours
of reproach and unhappiness, but with my present feel-
ings I feel bound to relinquish you, and know I am act-
ing rightly in this determination, fur I never could have
been happy. Don't think harshly of me, for I feel my
situation most acutely, and will give you a further ex-
planation if you wish it, as nothing has been said between
you and papa. Ido hope it will not make any diffe-
rence in our friendship. I hope you will not refuse
a purse I have made for you, as a small acknowledgment
of the kindness I hays received from you; and believe
me to be still your friend,

" MARY ANN POPE."
" 93, Hatton-garden, Feb. 7, 1850.
" My dear Mary Ann,—Your letter of the 26th ult.
was indeed a painful surprite to me. To be thus cast off
without warning, and with no previous intimation of