The Sun.
London, England, 1868-09-24 00:00:00

THAMES.

THE SCOTCHMAN'S RETURN.—Mary Ann Carey,
a basket-woman, aged 24 years, of No. 1, Hair-
brain-court, Blue Anchor-yard, Rosemary-lane,
was brought before Mr. Paget charged with steal-
ing a silver watch, two pieces of gold, and four
sovereigns from Mr. John Fletcher.
The prosecutor, with a bronzed face and thick
black beard, is a Scotchman, who has been trying
his fortunes in the far distant lands of Victoria,
and arrived here on Monday last in the ship
Lincolnshire from Melbourne. lie found his way
into Whitechapel on Tuesday, and certainly did
not exhibit any of the caution for which his coun-
trymen are proverbial. He was passing along that
hot-bed of vice, intemperance, and crime, Royal
Mint-street, better known as Rosemary-lane,
Whitechapel, on Tuesday at noon, when the pri-
soner rushed out of a public-house and asked him
to have a drink. One drink led to another, and he
was surrounded with " lasses" who all looked very
dirty and very drunk. There were also some men
among the company. All the people were
laughing heartily, and no wonder, for he
soon found he had lost four sovereigns and two
nuggets of gold, intrusted to him by a Scotch-
man at the diggings to convey to a friend in Scot-
land. He thought his watch was safe, because he
saw the chain and the end of it was in his pocket,
but soon afterwards discovered his watch was
gone also, and he made known his loss to the
police.

Mr. Paget—What were the people laughing at?
The Prosecutor—Ay, mon—your warsheep I
mane—l dinna knaw.

Mr. Paget—At you, I suppose, for being so
foolish. I see that two women and a man are
charged on the police-sheet with being concerned
in this robbery.

The Prosecutor—They were all aboot me.
Childs, a police-constable, 193 H, said the
stranger got into a regular den of thieves, who
stripped him of everything. He asked for a
remand.

Mr. Paget asked the prosecutor where he was
going ?

The Prosecutor—l was ganging to Scotland.
What I am to do noa I dinna ken.

Mr. Paget—Where did you sleep last night?
The Prosecutor—l was oot all the nicht in a
yard.

Mr. Paget—Have you no resources ?
The Prosecutor—None at all : Biller aria all
gane.

Mr. Paget hoped this would be a warning to the
other passengers who had arrived in the Lincoln-
shire to take care of their money and valuables, and
leave them in a place of safety.
Childs said he apprehended the prisoner this
morning on Tower-hill. He knew her well as a
disorderly basket-girl. He expected to have her
confederates in custody very shortly.
Mr. Paget remanded the prisoner for a week.

Amusing stories are told of the precautions taken
by or for the Emperor of Russia on the occasion
of his forthcoming visit to Warsaw. The Poles
are warned never to walk about in groups, or even
two together, during the Czar's stay there. Alen
must all wear round hats, and be shaved on the
same pattern. Carriages are not to go through
certain streets, except at appointed hours. The
inhabitants have a'so bee❑ ordered to clean the
fronts of their houses, which must be decorated
with garlands, and lighted up at night as by a
" spontaneous iilinnination." All tlLs would be
incredible if there were not a very special and cir-
cumstantial decree upon the subject.
A DuEL.—A duel with swords took place at
Saint Maude ou Sunday morning between M. Cladel,
literary man, and M. Royer, chemical assistant at the Poly-
technic School. The first received a slight wound, but the
combat continued, and M. Royer had the fore part of his
arm pierced. The cause of quarrel is not stated.