The Sun.
London, England, 1850-12-26 00:00:00

XIL-DISPATCH OF PRINCE SCRIVARZENBURG TO THE
AUSTRIAN CHARGE D'AFFAIRES IN LONDON.

Vienna, Nov. 27, 1850.
From the exchange of notes which has passed b -
twcen your Excellency and Lord Palmerston, respecting
the attack upon General Haynau in Loudon, it resul!s
that the Government of her Britannic Majesty deeply
regr. ts the insult offered to an officer in the servicn of
his Majesty the Emperor; that it would have wished to
find out the originators of this outrage and to punish
them; finally, that the sole motive that prevented it at
once taking judicial steps against them was the
refusal of General Haynau to point them out indivi-
dually, and bring an accusation against them.
In presence of the difficulty to prove the identity of
the guilty in the absence of the principal witness, the
S2cretary of State of her Majesty's Government for the
Home office expressed the opinion that a legal and judi-
cial investigation on the part of the Government would
evidently Le alencled with failure; that consequently i;
could only regret that the originators of the outrage
would escape the punishment they had deserved.
The Austrian Government fully shares this regret, for
it is easily understood that such a result, whatever
might be the cause of it, is far from responding to its
just expectations.

From the repeated explanations of the British Govern-
ment, it remains only for us to regard as terminated a
transaction which threatened to run into an endless,
fruitles, pelt mic.
However, as the British Government cored not decide
upon adopting judicial measures on an attack which
placed the life of an Austrain subject in danger, we can-
not do otherwise than reserve to ourselves the right to
consider, in a similar case, whether we should or should
not act reciprocally towards British subjects in Austria.
You are authorised to read this dispatch to Lord
Palmerston, and to leave him a copy,

AUNT JESSY.
(From Eliza Cook's Journal.)
" The course of true love never did run smooth."

Midsummer .Night's Dream.

" Was there ever any attachment b?tween your sister
Jesy and Mr. Bexley, Frank?" Mrs. Delmore abruptly
asked, as the drawing•room door closed on the litly re-
ferred to, and sho and her husband were left alone.
"Attachment," he repeated, "not that I know of.
What could rut such a thought into your head, Letty?"
" You don't suppose that I am so illogical, as to draw
conclusions without premises," she said, laughing.
" Certainly not, my dear; ho returned, with affected
gravity. But may I know from what circumstance your
inference is drawn?"

" Well! when you introduced your friend to me, I
could not help noticing that your slater looked very odd,
and when you turned to her, and said, Mr. Bexley is an
old friend of yours Jesay, she blushed, and trembled, and
could scarcely hold out her hand to him for agitation."
"Oh! then when a lady blushes, and trembles, and

looks odd (an indefinite term that though), it is right to
conclude the is meeting with a former suitor. Is that
it, Letty?"
"Not in all cases. However, that is not aIL"
" Well; what other grounds have you for the suppo-
sition?"

" Why, when he spoke of having recently lost his wife,
and of his being left with four daughters, all under
thirteen, I glanced at her, and saw her dash tears from
her eyes. And hor whole countenance seemed to say
that she would like to be a mother to those poor be-
reaved girls."
" That was just like Jessy, I'll confess," cried Mr.
Delmore. " But it is very possible, Letty, for her to feel
for the poor motherless girls, and yet not to wish to be
the wife of their father."

" Granted; still placed beside what I before observed
and n'Aiced after wards, it strengthened my opinion that
there was something in it."
" Well! and what did yon notice afterward? I want

to know the whole, my dear."
" Why, Jessy has been making all sorts of blunders
ever since. At the dinner table I asked her for the
mustard, and she handed me a spoon. Then we were
giving out some dresses to be made, and what did she
do, but call the dress-maker Mrs. Bexley."
Mr. Delmore here burst into a hearty laugh.
" Are you laughing at Jessy's blunders, or at my
grounds of interference?" asked the lady.
" At both" he returned; "for in a court of law the
ho!e of your evidence, when summed up, would not
justify a jury in bringing in a verdict of guilty."
" I think it would, though;" rejoined Mrs. Delmore,
pertinaciously.
'rise lady in question at this moment re-entered the
room, and quite unconscious of what bad pmstai in her
absence, she took up her work and quietly resumed it.
Now, though Mr. Dolmen chose to laugh at his wife's
conclusion—busbands will take such liberties—ho was
not quite sure that they were without grounds. A vague
idea of having once thought his sister had a preference
for his friend now crossed his mind, and turning to her,
without any particular design, he said, "Did you think
Bexley much altered, Jessy?"
" Not su much as I should have expected in all those
years," she said, without raising her eyes from her
work.

" How many years is it since you saw him last?"
" It is just seventeen years."
"Ali! you keep a more accurate account of time than
I do," he cried. And Mrs. Delmore here gave him a
significant glance, which seemed to say, " That's another
fact to justify my conclusions."
We will let the gentle reader into the secret.
Leonard Bexley and Jessy Delmore had first met
whilst the latter was presiding over her brother's esta-
blishment, some years prior to his marriage, and the
young lady was then scarcely nineteen. Mr. Delmore
was not one of those young men who think, that if they
have a sister for a housekeeper they are not called upon
to be domestic—that she has no right to expect their
society and attentions, and that they are at free liberty,
to be from home as much as they please. So far from
thinking thus, he duly appreciated the affection which
had led his sister to sacrifice the comforts and society of
her childhood's home for his sake, and he felt it his duty
to repay that sacrifice as far as might be in his power.
With this view, he spent most of his evenings in her
Est ciety, either at their own fire-side, or by making her
his companion in is his visits to their mutual friends.
" Why, Frank Delmore, is as gallant t ) his sister as if
he were handing about a young bride," was a remark
frequently made amongst the young men who were as-
sociated with him in his profession. Such sp,:eches
were not made in the spirit of commendation, but with
a sneer. They had, however, no effect upon his conduct.
Leonard Bexley was amongst the select few whom

Delmore invited io his house: and termed his heart-
friends. They were nearly of an age, similar in cha-
racter, and fond of the same pursuits. Bexley had, at
that time, no settled home in London; his relatives all
resided in a distant part of England, and as he was al-
moit a stranger in the great city, he gladly availed him-
self of his friend's pressing, and oft-repeated invita;ions.
The rational amusements, cheerful conversation, and re-
fined and elevating pursuits which distinguished their
evening hours, made their fire-side very attractive to
him, and he became a constant guest.
Jessy Delmore possessed neither uncommon beauty,
nor brilliant powers of mind; she was quiet and retiring
in her demeanour—in short, she was one of those young
women who require to be well known to be truly appre-
ciated. By such frequent association with her at her
brother's house, Bexley became aware of the inestim-
able traits in her character, and consequently felt a deep
interest in her, but no thought of anythicg further than
the intercourse of friendship ever crossed his mind.
With Jessy, however, it was otherwise. Esteem, by
degrees, ripened into affection, and her guileless and in-
experienced heart too readily imagined that she was
only responding the feelings of his.
" You seem out of spirits to-day, my dear Francis,"
said Miss Delmore ti her brother, as he one evening
threw himself into his arm-chair, with a manner very
unlike his wonted cheerfulness.

" Weil, to own the truth, I am, Jessy," was his reply.
" lies anything occurred to distress you?" ',he !Owl
[n concern.
" Why! yes; I am sorry to say I am going to lose my
riend Bexley."
" Lose him!"

" Yes; he is going over to America. Two of his
brot'aers are going, and he tells me to-day that he has
msrle up his mind to go with them, and set up in his
profession there. They have some connexions in America.
he here in a few minutes; he's going to sr end the
evening with us," ho hurriedly added, and rising from
his scat, end walking to one of the windows, he looked
out.

" This is sudden, is it not, Frank?" said Jessy, making
a strong effort to speak.
"No ; not exactly, my dear; he has talked of it
several times before, but I really didn't think he would
go. Perhaps it was because I didn't wish it," be added,
;urning to her with a forced laugh.
" Perhaps so;" was all she could trust her voice to
reply; and she now found a pretext for quitting the
room.

Bexley came that evening, and the next, and every
evening whilst be remained in London. He spcko with
feeling of how much he should miss their society, but
not a word escapd him which could had to the cecelu-
sion that his regret extended further than that which
was natura'ly cal.d forth by an interruption of friend-
ship. After his departure, a regular correspontlen,e wet
for acme montha kept up between the young mcn, a,41
not a letter au rived in which Jessy was not naLued; still
it vt ra only by such expressions as " kind remembrßnees
t your little housekeeper," or to "my fair fiend."
The correspondence after a however, suld,nly
eased. Delmore was surprised nod concerne.l, though
he did not say much; he had heard cf short-lived friend-
ship, and though he had hoped better things of his
heart-friend, he thought he had no right to expect ex-
emption from the general experience of the world. Poor
Jossy, too, suffered in silence, such griefs are not voluble
—and none knew that she suffered at all.

A Lrge thick letter, with the well-k!:own handwriting
on the direction was, however, one moving put into
Delm,re's hand. He opened it with eagerm,ss— too
much eagerness to pert ive that his sister had caught
sight of, and recognised it, and was in a state of great
agitation.
Ho! ho !" he said, smiling, and looking up a'ter he
had perused the first page. " I see now how it is I
havn't heard from Bexley for so long; he has been en-
gaged in a more interesting manner than in writing to
use. Well, I suppose I must forgive him," he athie3, his
eye running rapidly on. " I may want the same for-
bearance exercised towards me some day. There is no
saying what one will do under such circumstances. What
say you. Jessy ?"
Miss Delmore guessed her brother's meaning too well;
but for the sake of saying something, that her feelings
might be unobserved, she said, "How am I to know
what you mean, Frank?"
" Oh ! he has been spending his time very agreeably
in the company of a certain lady, wbo is to be Mts.
Bexley soon."
Poor Jessy tried to make remark, but could not, her

voice would not do its office, and her brother now locked
up at her. Then it was at a qucation arose in his
! mind, whether he had not unwittingly wounded her feel-
ings,
and whether she was not more deeply interested
in the inf.irniation than he Lad supposed.
The inipresion was, however, hut transient. Iler
sale quent c3nduct led him to conclude that he was mis-
taken, and he never thought of it again, until nearly
sixteen years after, when his wit's suggestions recalled
it to his memory.
We left Jessy busily plying her needle, and Mr. and i
Mrs. Delmore exchanging significant glances. Married
people are apt to look very knowing, when they sec, or I
fancy they see, others falling into the meshes in which
they were themselves one day entangled.
" Suppose we ask ycur friend to bring his daughters
here for a few weeks, whilst he is engaged in his Limi-
ness mutters, and setting about his new home," said
Mrs. alinore.

"So do, my dear," responded the husband, "I am sure
it will be a kindact:!."

His sister looked in his face with her eyes beaming
with pleasure. It was a spontaneous action, and eLe
was the nt:xt moment as intent as ever on her woik.

" What are you doing, Jessy, my dear," he asked,
" you seem as earnest about that piece of needlework as
if you were working for a wager?"
" Why, I'm making little Freddy a set of caps," she
replied, laughing.
" Ah! I don't know what the world would do without
Aunt Jessys, and Aunt Marys, and such useful ladies,"
he rejoined. "They are so txpert with the needle, and
have; so much patience and kindness, and all that sort of
thing. I know not how it is, but they seem to have a
character peculiar to themselves, and it is a very estim-
able one."

"So they have," cried Mis. Delmore. "I'll add my
testimony to that."

" We have each a vocation assigned to us," added
Jessy, " and the great object is to discharge its duties
with credit, be it what it may."
The kind proposal of Mrs. Delmore was put into im-
mediate execution, and Mr. Bexley's four daughters were
the very next day inmates of their hospitable mansion.
Poor Jessy had a difficult matter to restrain her feelings
when she first saw them. Her warm heart, full as it
was of the tender memories of bygone days, longed to
express more than circumstances seemed to arrant, and
she was glad to withdraw to shed a few tears. Further
association, however, made her less scrupulous of ex-
pressing her feelings, and she and the children were soon
very warm friends.
"I wish, papa, that Miss Delmore was our mamma,"
exclaimed the youngest girl, when she and her sisters
were one day alone with him.
" What makes you wish that, Celia?" asked her fa-
ther, smiling.

"Because she is such a sweet lady, and I love her so."
" Well, my dear, that is a very good reason. But
perhaps she would not like it."

"Yes; I think she would," added the little girl.
" Why do you think so?"
" Oh! I don't know, papa; but I do think it, don't
you, Catherine?" she asked, addressing her eldest sister.
" Well, Celia, I can't exactly say, but she's very kind
to us, and seems to think a great deal about our losing
our dear mamma."

"She says she used to know you a great many years
ago, when you wire in England before," said another of
the sisters.

"Oh wouldn't it be nice to have such a sweet lady
for a mamma," Celia added, clapping her hands together
with delight at the very thought. " May I ash her if
she would like it, papa?" kr. Bexley smiled. " No,
my dear, you must not ask her," he replied; you must
leave that for me to do."

" But will you?"
" I can't promise; but I'll think about it."
" Well!' mused Bexley, as he left the room. That
is not exactly a bad proposal of little Celia's ; and then
ho began ti think over Miss Delny.re's good qualities.
" She is domestic," he said, " that is a peat thing in a
woman, and sweet-tempered, tuo. I've heard her brother
say that, many times—that is a very important matter.
And she's intelligent. Yes ; I've spent many pleasant
hours in her company." Then he recalled several little
incidents long buried in forgetfulness, which evidenced
some other excellences in her character.

A we,k or so after the above conversation took place,
he h.lppeui;d to come into the drawing-room when AEA
Delmore and hii youngest little girl were there alone.
Jessy had been giving the child a lesson in music, and
they were still bitting htbre the piano together.
"Oh! pipe., ask Miss Delmore now what you pro-
mised me you would," cried the child, jumping from the
music stool, and running into his arms.

" Hush, hush, my deir."
"Oh do, papa, I'm sure sho will not say no. She is
so kind."

" Well, Celia, you may take a run round the garden,
and then perhaps I will," was his reply.
Jessy could not avoid overhearing what passed, but
thinking what was said referred to the music lesson, she
made a remark on Celia's testa for music, observing
that she would advise Mr. Bexley to cultivate it, by
letting her have early instruction.
His thoughts were, however, occupied with another,
and a more important matter, and his reply was not,
therefore, very much to the purpose. (We say this
without any reflection whatever on the quickness of his
intellect.) He thought he could not do better than avail
himself of the present favourable opportunity of ascer-
taining whether his little daughter's proposal would be
agreeable; end after all we have made known to the
reader, we think we need not give Jessy's reply.
" So I was correct in toy conclusion atter all, you see,
my dear," said Mrs. Delmore, a little exultingly, a few
weeks subsequent to the period when the above related
events took place. " I think we ladies are generally
pretty cute in such matters," she added. "I really am
surprised that you never guessed anything of the sort
before:'

"But suppose I did, Latty?"
" Well, if you did, you were very quiet about it. You
thought it was no business of mine, I suppose. It is,
however," she quickly rejoined, " for I really don't know
what I shall do without her. There is no one else I can
feel comfortable to leave the children with et any time,
and then, when any of them ale ill, she is such an excel-
lent nurse."

" I think, my dear," said Mr. Delmore, trying to look
very grave, " I think it would be desirable to have a law
passed, that no single ladies having brothers and sisters
with families should be allowed to marry atter a certain
age—say thirty."
" That would be rather an arbitrary law," cried Mrs.
Delmore, laughing.
" Well, my love, it would only be carrying out by
compulsion what you are in your heart wishing. It
would ensure a certain number of those useful members
of society, maiden aunts, to every family; and would
doubtless benefit the community at large, though it
might fall heavily on some individuals."
" No, Frank, I am not quite so ungenerous as to wish
that," said the lady. "I shall miss Jessy very much in
many wa)s, and so will your brother James and his
wife, and your sister Mary too, for she has been very
useful to ail of us. But I shall be glad to see her hap-
pily married, for I think married people are the happiest
people after all. Then I'm sure she will bo quite as
useful in her new sphere, for those poor mt,thcrless girls
need some one to take charge of thins."
"Yes, Letty, a true-hearted won.an will bo useful, let
her be in what situation or circumstances she may."
" That's very true, Frank; though a step-mother's is
often a thankless office, and some of the good people I
have spoken to on the subject thir.k Jessy does foolishly
in undertaking it; especially as the children are all girls,
and some of them are so old. But she says she has no
fears herself."

" It is a very ungenerous prejudice that of condemning
women filling the position of step-mothers," said lir.
Delmore; "a woman of right principle and good feeling
will, as I said before, do her duty in any situation. Pe-
culiar circumstances do not compel us to act contrary to
the general bent of our dispositions—at least such in-
stances are very rare."
Jessy Delmore shortly aft-T became Mrs. Leonard
Bexley. She, in that character, proves the truth of her
brother's observation, and all we can acquaint the reader
with is that sh.). is now enjoying the quiet happiness
which a union based on esteem on ore side, and on a lung
and ardent affection on the other, bids fair to produce.

ANNA MARIA SAR GRANT.

SHREWSBURY AND BIRMINGHAM AND LONDON AND
NORTH-WESTERN RAILwAYs.—We have reason to believe
that the misunderstanding and rivalry which have for some
time existed between these companies a% likely soon to be
terminated and to give place to a close amd permanent rela-
tionship between them, not merely to the benefit of the
Shrewsbury and Birmingham Compeny but to that of their
Briarean rivals, the London and North-Western, who, we
expect, have suffered to a greater proportionate extent than
the Shrewsbury and Birmingham. There is no doubt that
negotiations are on foot between the contending parties ; and
we have been told, as an instance of the desire for peace en-
tertained by the Shrewsbury directorate, that they have vo-
lunteered to give up the ruinously low fares which they were
driven to adopt :in self-defence against the penny trains of
the Shropshire Union. We are not, of course, in a position
to indicate what arrangement has been or will be come to,
but we conjecture it will be similar to that existing between
the London and North-Western and North Staff rdshire
companies, the principle of which, we understand, has bees
affirmed within the last few days by similar agreements
b.!ing entered into by most of the companies whose lines
come in contact with that of the Lundon and North-Western.
Worcester Chronicle.

DIOCESE OF LONDON. —The Bishop of London
has licensed the following gentlemen to appointments within
his diocese :—The Rev. George Ainslie, M.A., Secretary to
the Additional Curates Society, and late incumbent of St.
Peter's, Walworth, to the incumbency of St. Philip's, Cler-
kenwell, rendered vacant by the promotion of the Reverend
Thomas \Watson, M.A., to the vicarage of East Farleigh ;
the Rev. W. Burton, M.A., of Trinity College, Dublin, and
incumbent of St. John's, Harrow, to the vicarage of Willes-
den, on the nomination of the Dean and Chapter of St.
Paul's; the Rev. James Jackson, M.A., late rector of Lyd-
gate, near Newmarket, to the rectory of St. Sepulchre's,
Snow-hill; the Rev. W. Stackhouse, 8.A., of Worcester
College, Oxford, to the curacy of St. Luke's Church, Old-
Area ; the Rev. E. Ferrier, 8.A., of Pembroke College,
Cambridge, to the curacy of St. Martin's-in-the-Fields; the
Rev. H. Back, 8.A., of Trinity College, Cambridge, to the
curacy of St. Mary's, Kensington ; the Rev. S. J. Bodily,
M.A., of St, John's College, Cambridge, to the curacy of St.
Matthias, Bethnal- green ; the Rev. J. 11. Knox, of King's
College, London, to the curacy of St. Mary's Haggerston ;
the Rev. H. Munn, 8.A., of f..mmanuel College, Cambridge,
to the curacy of All Saints Church, Gordon- square ; the
Rev. C. C. Sharpe, M.A., of Exeter College, Oxford, to the
curacy of All. Hallow's Staining; the Rev. G. W. Keightley,
of Pembroke College, Oxford, to the curacy of the
parish church of Enfield.

TUE LATE GALES.---BEMBAIDGE,—On Sunday
night, the wind at about south-west, blowing a heavy gale,
the Peterel yacht, the property of the Hon. Colonel Moreton,
parted her moorings and drove ashore, but luckily sustained
no damage. The sea made a complete breach over the
beach ; such a high tide has not been known for many
months. It is to be regretted that.the sea should be allowed
to make such encroachments, as it could be easily prevented,
with trifling expense, by making some breakwaters.—Ports-
mouth Guardian.