The Sun.
London, England, 1828-07-11 00:00:00

ST. PAUL, COVENT-GARDEN.

'Yesterday morning, a few of the inhabitants of
this parish, who had neglected to pay some rates,
were summoned to the Bow-street police-office, in
place of the vestry-room, where it had long been
customary to dispose of this business, at the instance
of the overseers, by Mr. Roche, who still acts as
their clerk, to show cause why those rates had not
been paid. There were only six or eight defaulters
present. Sir R. BIRNIE and Mr. BECKETT having
taken their seats on the bench, Mr. Roche opened
his business by asking Mr. Corder, the vestry-clerk;
who also atteraded, what business he had there ?
I say," exclaimed Mr. Roche, " that as Mr.
Corder is not a defaulter, he has no business here.
This is not a public office—(turning to Mr. Corder)
—what
tdoociyi
Corder—lcoGbelieve, doMr.
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your business, you have Sir, you arc not a Magis-
trate, arid I shall not answer your questions.
Mr.
no right here.
Sir R. BIKNIE—Now,
Roche, arc you ready ?
Let them come in one at a time. I'll have no mob
here.

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At this time there were not more than 12 persons
Pe including the magistrates, defaulters, col-
lector, 'oflicer, and watch-house keeper.
no Si
people
R.eopel3ißtotNeillETl'li haveparcelo no
pushing a
liesmaboob hutetrnc. I'll have
man out of the chair. It is as -- a lie as ever was
told.* (Addressing Mr. Corder)—Retire, Sir.
Mr. Roche—lle has no business here. He Is not
in the list. This is nut a public office. Go home,
Sir—go home.
Sir R. BIRNIE—WIIO is he ? What is that man ?
, Mr. Roche—His name is Corder. We don't
want him here.

Sir R. BlRtilli-011 ! oh ! Get out, Sir. Turn
him out.

Mr. Corder—l am the vestry clerk of this parish.
Some of the inhabitants are summoned on account
of rates, aNd I attend at the request of several pa-
rishioners.
Sir B. BIRNIE—Ha, ha! vestry clerk : Officer,
turn that man out.
Mr. Corder—l have not interfered in the pro-
ceedings, although I attend at the request of the
parishioners, and I will not leave unless I am
forcibly turned out ; and that, Sir, I warn you,
you will do at your peril.
Sir RICHARD BIRNIE (with great warmth.)—
Obey my orders. Turn him out. Mash him out,
I say.

The officer in attendance then laid hold of Mr.
Corder by both arms, and violently thrust him down
the steps.
Mr. Corder, turning round, " If the public press
had been here, you would not have dared, Sir, to
have acted thus. (The hearing came on an hour
before the ordinary t►me for commencing business.)
I shall certainly report it to the Home Secretary."
Sir R. BIRNIE-Oh, I'll tell them (the Reporters)
myself, the moment they come.
In a few minutes, Mr. Corder returned with Mr.
Phillips, his solicitor, and addressing the bench said,
" This ii my solicitor, he wishes to ask a question."
At this moment Sir Richard rang a small bell be-
hind him violently.
Mr. Phillips—l attend, Sir, us Mr. Corder's so-
licitor, to request of you, in your magisterial capa-
city, to be furnished w►th the name of the officer who
has just violently expelled my client.
Sir Then Alto's ring having been answered by an
officer, the worthy knight, without waiting to reply
to the professional gentleman, exclaimed with great
warmth, " Obey my orders—turn both these fellows
out ; and when they were near the door, added, with
vehemence—" Out with them—out with them."
Mr. Corder and his solicitor were then both for-
cibly expelled the office.

The Magistrate alluded, we believe, to an affair sonic
months since, in the Vestry-room of St. Paul's, Covent-
garden, when it was alleged his Worship forced Mr. Dow
from the Chair.

It seems that the rage for new Universities is
not confined to the metropolis. In Yorkshire an Univer-
sity is seriously contemplated.—Provincial Paper.
DREADFUL THUNDER. .STORM.--A tre-
mendous storm, accompanied with thunder and lightning,
commenced here last evening, at eight o'clock, and con-
tinned until twelve o'clock. The houses in Widcomb,
at the bottom of Clavei ton-hill, were inundated by a land
flood, to the depth, in some cases, of twelve feet ; and so
rapidly, that JAMES MOODY (late a carrier of this paper)
and his wife, occupying a lower apartment in Chapel-row,
bwya s t h
drowned.—Bath
sudden
ed
leading to the Canal, were drowned in their beds ! The
n ._ rise
v a
t chf
soil and trees in several parts of Beechen Cliff have been
displaced by the violence of the tempest, and swept into
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Chronicle, July 18.

A German Paper contains the following strange
story :—" Before Mademoiselle HENRIETTA SONTAG had
made her appearance a week in London, a lady sought an
interview with her, and requested her in the most courteous
manner to spend an evening
with her as both she and
her daughters were devotedly attached to music, and par-
ticularly wished to be able to bear Mademoiselle SONTAG
display her distinguished talents. She accepted the invi-
tation, and on the appointed evening went to the resi-
dence of the lady, where she found a small circle of about
six persons. After some songs she took tea, and was
afterwards dismissed with thanks and euloginms. Mad.
SONTAG was not disposed to number this among the least
agreeable evenings which she bad spent in London, but
thedbest was yet to follow. On the following morning
Mademoiselle SONTAG received a note from the lady, with
renewed expressions ofgratitude, and with a request that
Mademoiselle SONTAG would honour her by accepting the
inclosed as a small token of it—the small token was a
note for LA/. sterling. Mademoiselle SONTAG considered
that she could not with propriety accept of such a present,
and instantly set out for the residence of the lady, fur the
purpose of returning it to her. She then learned that the lady
had come up from the country, had been residing at the
house only a few days, and had early that morning set out
to travel no ene knew where..: