The Sun.
London, England, 1845-12-30 00:00:00

DECEMB'E R 30 1845.

Mr. HENRY—Be so good as to mention the particular
lines. Aguilar—l have been employed on the Irish West
Coast Railway, the Great Welsh Junction, and several
Jamaica lines.
Mr. HENRY—I perceive your card is without an ad
dress. Where do you reside ? Aguilar—Oh, my re-
sidence is at 48, Frances-street, Newington.
Mr. Games—Now, Mr. Aguilar, are you a railway
projector ?—No, but my brother is.
Mr. Games—Do you know of your own knowledge
whether your brother or any other person projected such
a line as the Prince of Wales's Oxford and London Rail-
way ? Aguilar—No, Ido not.
Mr. Games—Have you ever heard of such a line at all ?
Aguilar—No, I have not; but I know this, that the
prisoner gave my brother notice to leave hit service on
the 11th of next month, to attend to a line or two of rail-
ways which he was about to project.
Mr. Games--Yes, which he was to project; but they
are in embryo at present.
Mr. HENRY—It has been stated that you had been a
constable in the K division of police. Is that the case?
Aguilar—Yes, your Worship, I did belong to that force
for a short time.
Mr. HENRY—Hay I ask whether you left the force of
your own accord, or had been discharged.
Aguilar—l left of my own accord, sir.
Aguilar then made his exit, '4
HAMMERSMITH.
James Hogan, Anne Hogan, his wife, and William
Barry, who stand charged with having, by violence,
can-ed the death of Edmund Connell, were brought up
before Mr. T. Paynter, for final examination.
Inspector Havell, T division, on the prisoners being
placed at the bar, informed the magistrate that on
Saturday last an inquest was opened before Mr.Wakley,
M.P., Coroner, on the body of the deceased, at the Coach
and Horses public house, High-street, Kensington, the
jury at which directed him to apply to the magistrate to
issue an order for the prisoners to appear before them,
for the purpose of identification by the witnesses at the
resumption of the inquiry on Wednesday next, to which
day it stood adjourned.
Mr. PAYNTER told the inspector to give his (the magis-
trate's) respects to the jury, and tell them that he shoild
readily meet their views if it were in his power to do so,
as he should always be disposed to pay great attention
to a request coming from a jury, but that, in fact, he had
no more power to send a prisoner before a coroner's jury
than to send him to any other part of the kingdom. The
only power of a magistrate in that respect was to order
any prisoner brought before him to the proper place of
confinement, of which the choice did not rest with the
magistrate. In case of a remand, indeed, the magis-
trate, instead of making the committal final, may
couple it with a direction to bring up the prisoner
again for further examination, but when he has once
finally committed a prisoner his power over him en-
tirely ceases. He further thought that unless the ends of
justice imperatively required it, the prisoner would be
put to great and endless pain and annoyance by subjecting
him to a second preliminary examination. It struck him
that there was a great deal of misconception as to the
proper province of a coroner's jury, which is simply to
inquire into the cause of death, without reference to a
charge against any individual, over whom, in fact, nei-
ther the jury nor the coroner have any power, before
their verdict be given, and then, indeed, the coroner has
power to issue his warrant. The inquiry by the coro-
ner's jury was, in its institution chiefly fiscal, the object
being to ascertain what rights had accrued to the
Crown.
The depositions of the witnesses were then taken. The
substance of the evidence appeared in our edition of
Thursday last.
The prisoners declined saying anything.
Mr. PAYNTER said he should commit the prisoners for
manslaughter.
They were then committed to Newgate for tria
WANDS WORTH.

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Frederick Fitzgerald, a young man about eighteen
years of age, was finally examined upon a charge of
stealing a silver watch, a purse of money, and other pro
perty.
William Smith, a plasterer, living at :No. 14, Union-
road, Clapham, stated that the prisoner, who was also a
plasterer, lodged in the same house, and shared com-
plainant's bed. On the night of the 18th prosecutor re-
tired to rest, hanging his watch up, as usual, at the head
, of the bed, and depositing his trousers at the foot. In
his trousers' pockets were a purse containing 7s. 4d. in
silver, and a pocket-knife worth 4s. About four o'clock
the next morning he was awoke by the prisoner getting
out of bed. He saw him go to where his trousers lay,
and apparently look for something. The prisoner after-
wards returned to the side of the bed, and prosecutor felt
the guard of his watch drawn across his face. He
watched the prisoner leave the apartment and enter the
kitchen, in which he stayed two or three minutes, and
then returned to bed. He lay still for a short time, and
then threw something towards the fire-grate, which, by
its fall, prosecutor knew to be his purse. He was now
convinced he had been robbed, and no longer simulating
sleep, jumped up, struck a light, and called up the land-
lord, into whose charge he gave the prisoner whilst he
went for a constable. The watch was afterwards found
in the prisoner's pail in the back-kitchen, and the purse
in the grate.
The prisoner was fully committed for trial.
THAMES.
Edward Walker, 19 years of age, was brought before
Mr. Broderi'p on remand, charged with burglariously
breaking into the house of Mr. John Sanderson, oil and
colourman, in the night time, and stealing property to
the amount of 201. therefrom.
It appeared from the evidence that the prosecutor
went to bed at one o'clock on the morning of Sunday,
the 21st instant. At that time the fastenings of the
house were all made secure with the exception of the
kitchen-shutter, which Mr. Sanderson would not speak
to positively, but he knew the window was down. The

sane morning, at eight o'clock, the prosecutor's female
servant called him, and said the house had been robbed.
Mr. Sanderson dressed himself immediately, and found
that some person had effected an entrance by the kitchen
window. In the cupboard behind the shop a mahogany
cupboard had been forced open, and the prosecutor
missed a silver jug, a gravy spoon, three
dessert spoons, three table-spoons, seven tea-spoons,
two pairs of sugar-tongs, and other silver
articles. The till in the shop had also been
wrenched open, and a few shillings in silver and copper
moneys abstracted. The prosecutor also missed from the
parlour a large mahogany work-box. By the activity of
the police the prisoner was traced. On the morning tho
burglary was committed, about half past four o'clock,
Plowrite, a police-constable, 106 K, saw three men come
over a wooden fence into King-street, Poplar, from Mr.
Holly's-field, adjacent to the Blackwall Railway. Plow-
rite was enabled to swear that the prisoner was one of
the persons.

The prisoner was taken into custody. In defence he
said he had been working for his grandfather since the
9th instant, and slept in his house on the night of the
burglary. -Ultimately Mr. Broderip committed the pri-
soner for trial, and gave directions that the records of
former convictions should be produced at the Central
Criminal Ceurt.

As the first who nailed his flag to the mast when
Conservatism was reckoned hopeless, and who has all
along been the able and unflinching champion of that
cause, old Christopher will be respected even by his
political foes, though his own party may forget or
may refuse to acknowledge the man who fought their
battles, and to whom they are in the greatest degree
indebted for their ascendancy now in the Government
of the country.

COLLISION AT SEA AND LOSS OF
THE PARSEE STEAMER.
(From the Overland Bombay Courier of Dec. 1.)
We regret to announce the total loss of the Parsee,
steamer, by a collision with the Sir James Carnac, on
the night of Saturday, the 28th iastant, but fortunately
without loss of life. The Carnac was on her way from
Bombay to Tankaria Bunder, and the Parsee was re-
turning the same route, with a cargo of upwards of 500
chests of opium, and a large number of native passengers
on board. The collision took place in about 20 degrees
north latitude, and 10 or 12 miles from the shore. We
are authentically informed that the circumstances were
as follows .

A few minutes before eleven on Saturday evening the
passengers below were aroused by sounds of confusion,
and loud cries of " stop her," " stop her," and in a few
seconds the collision took place. We cannot say anything
regarding the look out, which will probably form an im-
portant question at a future time; but it appears that
both vessels had lights hung out, and that as soon as
they were seen from each other the Carnac put her helm
a-port, and the Parsee hers a starboard, both therefore
ran in towards the shore, and before the course of either
could be altered or the speed slackened a collision be-
came inevitable. The Carnac ran into the Parsee on the
starboard side just abaft the foremast, cutting her side
completely through. The foremast of the Parsee was
carried away by the bowsprit of the Carnac, and imme-
diately fell on the deck among the passengers, but pro-
videntially without hurting any one. It was at once
perceived that the fate of the Parsee was sealed, and her
passengers and crew immediately took advantage of the
contact of the vessels to rush on board the Carnac for
safety; but even here danger awaited them, for the
two vessels had become so entangled with each other
that great fears were entertained they could not be se-
parated, and that both would go down together ; more-
over, it was conjectured that the Carnac herself might
have received some serious damage, or that the Parsee's
boilers might have been injured, and an explosion ensue;
in either of which cases the consequences might have
been frightful. During this interval of suspense, the
confusion and noise were extreme, and it was only by
much firmness and presence of mind that the two captains
could make their commands be obeyed and restore order
on board. At length, after an expiry of eight or ten
minutes from the time of the collision, the head of
the Carnac was cut free and the engines backed
astern, leaving the devoted Parsee to her fate. She
filled rapidly, and in about five miautes from the
time the other vessel was free from her, went down
head foremost. As far as could be ascertained at the time
the Carnac had received no serious injury beyond the loss
of her bowsprit and cutwater, and a trifling damage to
her sheathing; but as a matter of precaution the captain
deemed it advisable to put back, and arrived safely in
Bombay at ten o'clock on Sunday morning. It is worthy
of remark that immediately upon the collision, when
fear was entertained for the boilers of the Parsee, the
engineer, a native, with the most praiseworthy sagacity
and presence of mind, took the precaution of fastening
the safety-valve so as to leave it open before he left the
vessel.

We much regret to add that the cargo of opium on
board the Parsee (valued at seven Lacs of rupees) was
not insured ; but we do not know to a certainty upon
whom this heavy loss will fall. The vessel herself was
also uninsured. She was much lighter than the Carnac.
Had they been of equal size, or had the prow of the
liphter vessel run into the sides of the heavier one, pro-
bably both would have been lost.

The Earl f Dalhousie has arrived in town from ai
visit to he Duke of Wellington at Strathfieldsaye,
Hants.

PROFESSOR WILSON,
AND HIS FELLOW TOWNSMEN OF PAISLEY.
(From a Correspondent.)
We rejoice to find that the honours which will yet
be heaped on the Old Cock of the North are not all,
as has so often been the case with men of genius, to
be of a posthumous kind;—but while yet alive, and
hale and hearty, he is about to receive a renewed proof
of the esteem and admiration in which he is held, as
the foremost man in all the land, in point of genius
and literary ability.
It is known, that Professor Wilson is a native of
Paisley. Ten years ago the professor was entertained
at a public dinner in Paisley, which was attended by
all the lovers of literature, and admirers of genius, in
the west of Scotland. In the course of the decade
which has elapsed, the professor has trod another of
the seven stages of life's pilgrimage, and his towns-
men are again about to honour him. With great
appropriateness, they some time ago employed another
gifted townsman namely, Mr. James Fillans, one of
the most talented, and rising-sculptors of the day, to
execute a bust of the Professor, which is now com-
pleted, and is to be placed in one of the niches of the
coffee-room, or principal reading-room of the town,
or in the council-room, or town-hall. It is cut out
of the finest marble, and is not only a correct and
striking likeness, but it is a magnificent work of art,
worthy alike of the distinguished man who is the
subject of it, and of the rising celebrity of the artist.
It has called forth the following beautiful lines by
Mr. Andrew Pask, of Glasgow :
SONNET ON PROFESSOR WILSON'S BUST, EXECUTED BY
FILLANS FOR THE WORTHY PEOPLE OF PAISLEY.
How like a lion in quiescent might
The noble•soul'd "Old Christopher" appears !
The mental glory of internal light
Smiles beautiful amid his ripening years.
No petty meanness—no flesh-shapen fears
O'ercast the expressive firmness of his face ;
His brow, a dome of thought, majestic rears ;
His eye a thousand fancies seems to trace ;
His flowing locks curl round a neck of grace,
And all the aspect of his form is power—
A manliness that age cannot displace ;
Fresh and unbending as in youth's gay hour !
The heathens had their gods, and, Scotland, thou
May'st trace as proud a form in living Wilson now !
We honour the Professor. He is none of your
narnby-parry geniuses. No ! He stands out like one
of Homer's heroes in high relief amongst his fellow
men. His fine lion-looking head—all he says,
writes, and does—all denote power. To such a man
we naturally pay homage.
Two and twenty years ago the writer of this notice
entered as an alumnus of the university of Edinburgh,
and became a pupil in the Moral Philosophy class,
under the Professor. We dare say the Professor
never took account of it, and does not remember it,
but till this day we owe him one guinea, as the balance
of the fee we paid on entering, which we supposed
at the time to be three guineas in place of four.
Why this has never been paid we can hardly say,
unless it be that we never felt that the
cash payment nexus had anything to do with
the ground on which our acquaintanceship
with the Professor was formed, or the occasional
intercourse we have had with him since. Why do
we choose to mention this circumstance now ?
Simply to let him know his old pupil is not a repu-
diator, and because it is right it should be known the
Professor does not drive hard bargains with poor
students, who may happen to be "scant o' cash."
We have alighted on the following eloquent descrip-
tion of the Professor, which is extracted from Gil-
fillan's " Literary Portraits," and which 'pourtrays
him with a powerful hand :
"John Wilson is a host, he is a continent in himself.
Like 'Leviathan, he lies floating many a rood.' Whether
we view him as the generous, copious, acute, and ardent
critic—as the pathetic and most eloquent lecturer—as
the tender poet—as the popular and powerful tale.
writer—as the fervid politician—as the kindly man—we
have before us one of the most remarkable, and, next to
Brougham, the cleverest man of the nineteenth century.
It is probable, indeed, that the very variety and versati-
lity of Wilson's powers have done him an injury in the
estimation of many. They can hafdly believe that an
actor, who can play so many parts, is perfect in all.
Because he is, confessedly, one of the most eloquent of
men, it is doubted if he can be profound ; because he is a
poet, he must be a shallow metaphysician—because he
is the editor of Blackwood, he must be an inefficient
Professor. There are more things in heaven and earth
than are dreamt of in their philosophy.' There is such a
thing on this round earth, though not, perhaps, within
the categories of their limited and false theories, as dif-
fusion along with depth, as the versatile dud vigorous
mind of a man of genius mastering a multitude of topics,
while they are blunderingly acquiring one—as a man
multiplying himself among mankind, the Proteus of
their talent.',' and proving that the Voltarian activity of
brain has been severed, in one splendid instance at least,
from the Voltarian sneer, and the Voltarian shallow-
ness. Such an instance as that of our illustrious Profes-
sor, who is ready for every tack—who can, at one time,
scorch a poetaster to a cinder, at another cast illumina-
tion into the dark deep holds' of a moral question, by
a glance of his genius; at one time dash off the picture
of a Highland glen, with the force of a Salvator, at
another, lay bare the anatomy of a passion with the pre-
cision and the power of an Angelo—write, now the
sweetest verse, and now the most energetic prose—now
let slip, from his spirit, a single star, like the evening
cloud,' and now unfurl a Noctes npon the wondering
world—now paint Avarice till his audience are dying
with laughter, and now Emulation and Sympathy till
they are choked with tears—write now, The Elder's
Deathbed,' and now the Address to a Wild Deer'—be
equally at home in describing the sufferings of an orphan
girl, and the undressing of a dead Quaker by a congre-
gation of ravens, under the brow of Helvellyn."
When we attended the Burns's festival at Ayr, in
September, 1844, and saw the Professor on the plat-
form, distinguished amongst every one there by his
fine manly form, and old lion-like countenance,
among the crowd of thoughts which filleel our mind
on that occasion, the idea struck us, what a powerful
demagogue he would have made had he chosen to
make himself a leader of the people. His noble pre-
sence even would have captivated the mob. But his
mind is too refined—too well educated—too high
toned to permit of his descending to the vulgar arts—
the claptrap and cajolery—by which the favour of the
multitude is secured and which designing men resor
to for their own selfish ends.