The Sun.
London, England, 1868-07-09 00:00:00

w0v2.,J., for age; penalties and allowances. About s'x
7.,1r Jolurtono's Harvest Home, by Warlock—Greta, 2
yrs, Gs' (Hudson) 1
Mr Jackson's Sin-con-- 3 yrs, 7st 11Ib (M.E. wen) 2
Nfr A.B. Jay's l'lll.ooll, 2 yrs, Bst 51b (W. Buck) 3
_ . .

Betting- 7 to 4 agst Harvest Home, 2 to 1 agst Sorcerer.
Won by a neck ; bad third. The winner was sold to Mr,
Graham for 51 guineas.

Consolation Stakes of 3 sovs each, with 20 added. Abotn
five furlongs.

Mr Easton nd Puritan, by Warlock—Revivalist, 6 yrs,
Bst bib (Clarkson) 1
Mr Cradock's First Blood, 3 yrs, 7st 9lb (Cameron) 2
Mr Moffatt's Lady Lyon. 3 yrs, Bst 91b (Hudson) 3
The following also ran :—Little Nancy, Bluebell, and

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Glenmoy.
Betting-5 to 4ou Puritan, 3to 1 agst First Blood, sto
1 agst Little IN'aucy. Wun by a length ; head between
second and third.

SALE OF BLOOD STOCK AT NEWMARKET.
A few lots of fourth-rate blood stock were offered by Mr.
Tattersall, at Newmarket, on Tuesday:—
The Property of Captain Angerstein. Gs.
B in (bred in 1860), by Costerdale out of Lateef, by
Dromedary ; with a filly foal by Wild Dayrell,
and served by Oulaton
B m (bred in 1862), by Ninus, darn by Pyrrhus the
First ; with a colt foal by Wild Dayrell, and served
by Oulston
B m (bred in 1862),by Ninus, darn by Lanercost, with
a colt foal by Wild Dayrell, and served by Oulston
(Mr Malcomson) 23
B m (bred in 1862), by Trumpeter, out of Diego's dam,
by Dromedary, with a colt foal by Oulston, and
served by Oulston (Mr Roberts) 35
Br in (bred in 1862), by Ninus, darn by The Doctor ;
with a filly foal by Oulston, and served by Oulston
(Mr Roberts) 35

WED!•rESDAY.

Oh f, by Glenmasson out of Cicada, by Malcolm,

(Mr C. Rayner) 150
•
Ch c, by Blair Athol, dam by Pollard out of Libusa,
by Mulatto • • (lirJ Day) 310
Miss Evelyn, 3 yrs, by Orlando, out of Nun Appleton
(Col. Maude) 200
Lifebuoy, br c, by Lifeboat, out of Golden Drop, by
Stockwell (Mr Saville) 100
Knight of Kerry, cli c, by Knight of St. Patrick out of
Azalia (Mr J. Duver) 100

TURF NOMENCLATURE.-Mr J. B. Morris's yearlings.—
B c by Carnival out of Feodorowna (Denidoff); ch f by
Thormanby out of Queen of the East (Calypso) ; ch f by
Ely out of July (Oliver Cromwell); b c by Chevalier
d'lndustrie out of Tension (Prince of Wales); b fby
Saunterer out of Margery Daw (Cradle); b f by Stock-
well out of Maggie Lauder (Helen M'Gregor) ; bc by
Macaroni out of Lady Chesterfield (Stanhope).

PRINTERS' BENEVOLENT SOCIETY.

The anniversary festival of the Printers' Pension
Almshouse, and Orphan Asylum Corporation was
held at the London Tavern, on Tuesday night, pre-
sided over by the, Very Rev. Dr. Stanley, Dean of
Westminster, with whom were Mr. Eyre, Mr. Spot-
tiswoode, and many others whose names are inti-
mately associated with the progress of printing, as
well as those of some who have acquired fame
in literature. In the course of the ordinary
toasts the chairman, alluding to the Queen, said
her Majesty must have had some experience of
that which Southey described as the greatest of
all luxuries, the correcting of
proofs for the
press. In proposing the Prince and Princess of
1‘ ales and the rest of the Royal Family, the very
rev. the dean included the latest and as yet un-
named addition to that august circle, the audience
cordially responding to the chairman's introduction
of the toast. In like manner honour was done to
the army, navy, and volunteers, Mr. Spottiswoode,
as the organiser of one of the first bodies of the
last-named force, responding for that branch of the
service.
The CHAIRMAN, in proposing what he called the
most important toast of the evening, " Prosperity to
the Corporation of Printers," spoke thus : There
are two reasons that occur to me as to why I have
been called upon to give this toast. The first is a
special and the second a general reason. There is
a sense in which the printers of England, all those
whom this society is called to benefit, may be con-
sidered the children of 'Westminister Abbey.
(Cheers.) I can never forget, and I hope you will
never forget, that the first printing press of England
was set up within the precincts of Westminster
Abbey—(hear, hear)—and that the patriarch of
English printers is interred, if not within the walls
of the Abbey, yet immediately under its sletdow, in
St. Margaret's Church ; and this connection, ever
since the art of printing became an institution, has
been encouraged and fostered by these noble eccle-
siastical establishments of which Westminster
Abbey is the chief represoutative. (Cheers.)
Whatever spot within our precincts may have been
hallowed by the first printing press it is difficult to
determine. IVhether St. Catherine's Chapel or the
Armoury is uncertain, for all traces have disap-
efm is
snders of your
derived from that
disap-
peared, but their memory still lingers in your pro-
fession. The name by which I understand
you
ustillcall your
place,
meetingswhe r
pro-
fession first met—namely, the chapel ; so that
you are, as it were, one of the side chapels
consecrated
of our great national sanctuary. (Cheers.)
Caxton has always had a special claim on those
connected with Westminster Abbey. Some may
remember how the Dean of St. Paul's tried for
many a long year to erect a memorial to Caxton in
Westminster Abbey ; and I trust all of you will use
your best efforts to preserve the memory of your
founder, and will not allow the grave of Caxton to
go from amongst the glories of England. So far
for my connection with you as regards the office I
have the honour to hold. There is another con-
nection in which I feel that I and many others
are bound to you, and you bound to me, and that
is through the general dependence and intercom-
munion which must always exist between the prin-
ters of England and those who iu any way have
been reckoned amongst authors. (Elear, hear.)
I think people generally hardly know how
curious is the feeling which arises in authors
when they receive back their proof sheets. "It
is a feeling partly of shame, partly of gratification,
and partly of amusement, when we receive from
the hand of an invisible friend those printed sheets
which they return to us. (Laughter.) I say a
feeling of shame, because I am sure authors must
acknowledge how great an infliction they must im-
pose on the ingenuity and the patience of the printer
—(hear, hear) —because they are always conscious
of the difficulty which is taken off their hands by
the interpretation of the printer, who deciphers
what is committed to him. I say shame, and I
say also amusement, because nothing certainly so
much enlivens an author plodding through the
weary pages he has written as the ingenious
conjectures made by the printer to decipher what
he has written. (Laughter.) I remember on
one occasion receiving some anonymous corre-
spondence, asking to know what was meant by
a passage in one of my works touching on the
" horns of the burning beast." I looked at the
passage, and was myself in some perplexity to know
what was the meaning of the "horns of the burn-
ing beast." Perhaps some of you will discover, in
the extraordinary sagacity which you possess, that
this pas=age resolved itself into " the thorn of the
burning bush." (Laughter.) I have also heard it
often asked whether, indeed, some of those mistakes
which are sometimes laid to the charge of authors
do not really proceed from the humour of those who
set up the type. (Laughter.) Doubtless some of
you have seen that famous passage in the " History
of Europe," by Sir Archibald Alison, describing the
funeral of the Duke of Wellington, in which he
speaks of the pall-bearers, including, among other
distinguished officers, the name of " Sir
Peregrine Pickle." (Much laughter.) I have
often heard this quoted as an instance of the extra-
ordinary ignorance of that learned listorian ; but i
I csufess I have thought it was not so much an in-

stance of ignorance on the part of Sir 4rchibald
Alison as it was of the humour of some compositor

in whose memory Sir Peregrine Pickle was more

familiar than Sir PPregrineAcland. (Laughter.)
I remember on one occasion, writing of a merchant

in the Elizabethean era, I received with the proof

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sheet horn the printer a queery suggesting a name

which I had forgotten,

That I must say gave me

an impression of pleasure and satisfaction, for it
was the correct reading of the passage, and the true

solution, showing that those to whom the pages

were committed were not the mere mechanical

interpreters of what was written. (Applause.)

When I was engaged as secretary to the Oxford Coin-