The Sun.
London, England, 1827-11-30 00:00:00

FIRST CLASS MATCHES.

Mr. Edwards's Zone agst Mr. Gent's Smuggler—Undec.
Mr. Buckworth's Kitty beat Lord'Stradbroke's Mouse
Mr. Hoskins's Haji Baba beat Mr. Towers's Juniper
Mr. Hoskins's Heyden beat Mr. Rust's Beauty
Mr. Dennis's. Dash agst Mr. Redhead's Lively—Undecided
Mr. Wilkinson's Cigar beat Mr. De Burgh's Nimble
Mr. Redhead's Lancer beat Mr. Dennis's Darling
Mr.Hoskins's Harebell beat Mr. Stooehewer's
Iris
Mr.• De Burgh's Nightingale beat-Mr. Edward's Zarde
Mr. Stonehewer's Isabel and Mr, Wilkinson's Cambric—Off
Mr. Buckworth's Kate beat Mr. Dennis's Dove
Lord Stradbroke's Melton beat Mr. Proctor's Warsaw

SECOND CLASS IvIATCDES.
Mr. Dennis's Duke agst Mr. Wilkinson's Canova,--Undec.
Mr. Hoskins's Hermione agst Mr. Rust's Bustle—Undec.
Mr. Dennis's Despot agst Mr. Alston's Embden—Unduc.
Mr. Hoskins's Hanilet beat Mr. De Burgh's Nabob
Mr. De Burgh's Nero agst Mr. Gent's Spot—Undecided
Mr. Stonehewer's Innkeeper beat Lord Stradbroke's Mar-
quis
The conrsing, on the whole, was better than Tuesday's,
the weather finer, and the company more numerous and
fashionable, including . many of the fair sex, who, on
horseback, kept up to the coursers in good style; there
for
were also several carriages. The coursing this day was in
the" Cheveley Field. The hares ran. remarkably strong,
iEcurlearrelyiset_ghoise.oufnodr, t,lgieenGeroili(lliyCup made Cup,: and,
the plantation
, from the furze in
(up-hill), nearly all- of them making their escape.
particularly

THURSDAY AFTERNOON' THREE O'CLOCK

FOR THE GOLD CUP.
Ist Course—Mr. Wilkinson's Czarina
Bippalitus 1
Mr. Thorp's Navarino 2
2(l' Course--Mr: Edwards's•Zitella 1
Mr. Buckivorth's Kite '2
liskin s4suoium ..... .
NrwmAyßsET swEEPsTAICES FOR AGED DOGS.
Ist COurse--11:17.
Kelly's
The above Courses have just been run in llottisharr
Field. The weather is bad.

to-quell 1.116, disturbance the deceased came up, and,
pointing to the prisoner Said, " That's the man, take
him into custody."..:: I then seized the prisoner with
my left hand, and held him fora few minutes, and
called upon the deceased and a man named Thomas
Crooks to assist: me. \ The prisoner then struck at
Crooks, and afterwards knocked me down, and by
which I receiveda violent cut over the eye. Johnson
was very violent, and he was _ taken into custody.
Osborne.: endeavoured to rescue him, but did not.
The prisoner now became more violent than ever,
and got away.. . •
David Sargeant—l live in Colchester, and am a
labourer. I.saw the mob near the Red Cross pnblic
hI osuas‘.e
v,
the shortly
deceased
after
Johnson
,and ns o
Osborne
Na N's takenstan into custody.
dingbythem:
selves. I'afterwards met the prisoner with a large
piece of a rail fence in his hand, approaching Mr.
Patrick; _who was stepping from the pathway into
the road. The prisoner went behind him, andrais-
hag the rail with both his hands, strnck him a tre-
mendous .blow over the head. Mr. Patrick fell in-
stantly, and did not, rise again. The prisoner left
him on the ground and followed me with the weapon
in his. hand, intending-, I think, to _strike me alSo.
The,prisOner then,'ran away, and as I was going,
home; afterwatdsi saw him standing in Magdalen-
street, at which time he had the weapon, covered
with blood; on his shoulder. The prisoner spoke
to Mrs. Crooks, who was standing at her door with
a light, and asked her.to look at his hand, observing,
Is not this a shocking hand, the palm is almost
out." sirs. Crooks said she knew .nothing about
it, and did not want to know. ,I then went. indoors.
. Mary Ann Crook.—l was.standing ,at •my .door,
asstatedby the last witness,and saw Che.prisoner,Reu-
ben Martin, and anotherperson. ThepresOner showed
me his hand, and asked me to dress it. I saw a wound
on the palm of the left hand,,_which was bleeding
very much. His face was also all over blood, and
he had a large piece of rail in his hand, with a great
spikanail at one end, which lie said he had torn his
band with. He asked me to knock the nail out,
but "refused,' and he did it himself, and observed,
I have•served one out, and.-I'll do fur the next I
come athwart." A woman then came up, and Said,
" •Poor Mr. Patrick is killed. Mrs. Patrick thought
he was a long time gone, and went to seek him, and
tumbled over his corpse as she was passing up the
Hithe, and his body is now at home." The pri-
soner upon hearing this went away with the rail
upon his shoulder.
.John Hawkins.---I live in Mag4alen-street, in the
Hithe. About one o'clock on Saturday morning
last, heard a disturbance in the street near my
house. I was in bed, but got up to learn the cause
of it. On looking out of the window, I saw a mob
of persons under a lamp, near a dead wall, at a little
distance. I saw a man come across the road, and
strike Mr. Patrick a blow upon the head, which ap-
peared to kill him on the spot; the blow was given
by a piece of rail, which 1 observed the same man
pull down from a fence a few minutes before. (The
witness turned round and identified the prisoner to
be the man that he saw inflict the blow.)
Mr. Edward Lynn.--I am assisrtyanntnuasmeuhres g:e:onto
Mr. Nunn, one of the coroners for this town. On
Saturday morning I was sent for to the deceased.—
The injuries in the head were the cause of death.
Harvey and Canty, two see.geants-at-mace, spoke
to the apprehension of the prisoner. They stated,
that soon after the murder was known, they went
in quest of the prisoner, and from information they
received, they proceeded on the London-road, and
on their arrival at Coggeshall, they ascertained that
a man with his clothes smeared with blood had been
seen just before in an empty barn, and that he had
been seen to. enter the wood. The villagers, on
hearing that he was suspected of the crime of mur-
der, all joined in the pursuit, and scoured the wood
carefully, and at length detected the prisoner, who,
on seeing his pursuers, ran oil' with all speed, jump-
ing over several ditches. Mr. Harvey, who is a
very active man, kept close upon him, and at length
aeasspitsutereddbhyimmirn. Cda)ggigtye.shaTlliferopvrei,soinnesrvisiaieidh heit VV
waswas
no use to resist, and that he would go quietly. The
officers immediately secured his hands, and conveyed
him back to Colehester.
The prisoner, on'being called upon for any thing
be had to offer in his defence, said, " It may be all
true for what I know or care ; I have nothing fur-
ther to say; I had been
i(alrsinekuoitrnelg: my all night, and I
hardly know what I did. I lost my hat and three
soverriesiognnosr—
,anldstany yahsela,dsa‘ was
before, The MAYOR asked him his real name.
p
Reu-
ben Martin ; some call me Winter.
! The Magistrates consulted for some time, and at
length said"they considered the Coroner'aJury lied
returned a proper verdict—that of wilfUl murder—
against him, and informed him that he stood com-
mitted. to. take his trial at the next Chelmsford
Assizes.
The prisoner, during the examination, appeared
quite unconcerned,. and treated the whole with the
greatest indifference.
He' stands committed itt the mute of Reuben
Martin, alias Thomas Winter.

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man.

original. , ~He has some (though peculiar) good
nature, but not one • atom of, r,Onqci
,f4e)ing,
first consideration is •decidedly to nuke •money, a
habit which when unregulated reason, chills 14.1.;
the nobler .faculties, of thoughtotnd action.. , From; I.
this innate lust •of gain,. you would suppose hint
penurious;, far_from it, he is not unfrequently ge-
nerous to profusioe, but then it must be after a -
fashion of his own. He . will condemn you for
wasting too much wax in sealing a twa:penny post •
letter, but will spend a thousand poen& to recover
an article not worth ten-pence. He will furnish ;
you with a hundred guineas to prosecute a swindler,
but would •not give a sixpence to save you from ,
starvation. His very charity, though extensive, is
ostentatious, and haF. always.all eye ,to the news- ,
papers. As a tradesman, John, is the soul of
honour and punctuality, the Aristides of commerce.
But, inasmuch,,as.he is punctual himself, he exacts
the same regularity from others. Remissness in this
respect is not a simple fault; it is one of the seven.
deadly sins, perhaps, the deadliest. You may reasou-
ably calculate on John's toleration of vice, NA hethet
moral or intellectual--provided you do not perk it
ostentatiously in, his face—but come too late for
dinner, and you will sin beyond redemption. As a
politician, John,is attached to the government of his
country, but only when in his zeal for liberty, he is
permitted to abuse it.
,He would• die for that same
administration which ,he execrates (verbally) from
the very bottom of his soul. Under the influence of
such paradoxical absurdity, he leaves Bngland, which
he calls enslaved and so forth ;,but.when on the conti-
nent expeeds much valuable breath in lauding its good
qualities to foreigners. In his literary productions,
as in his wine, John—(we speak. from the test of
ages, from his, standard favourites, not front the po-
pular ephemera of the hour, float awhile like
bubbles ``,arbitrio popularis auras," and then evapo-
rate)—likes something that has got what he calls
" a body" about it. He agrees with Justice Greedy
in his respect for " the substantials," and is far too
apt to, decry the finelystempered French wit. Vol-
taire he, considers superficial, because he had a plea-
sant way of treating an abstrese subject; Johnson
profound, because he bad a pompous method of dis-
enssing a supeificial one. Had Swift and Burke
been Englishmen—they. were in their intellev.t, but
this is not enough for John--he would have idol-
ized them. ,On politeness of address our hero sets
little or no value; he is brutal, and thinks hiniself,
merely blunt; vulgar, and fancies that he is beneSt.
He professes a detestation of htimbug, and is:41)0
with this very, profession in his mouth. At times he
affects a taste forthe fine arts, to, which hobby he
sacrifices thouiands, while, perhaps, he grudges
himself a coat. 1n manners lie is the most social,
and at the ~same time the most repulsive fellow on
earth. He can do nothing without a dinner; yet
gm
ay
lei :ye
bi like
even here, while seated . over a social tglass, can
eevento-
never altogether. divest himself of a certain mistrust
s
gratification it
I)for'r, thl:e"c‘-'dtisi Johnntere s t
ei d
aisot:frds
suspicion,
inacc:iioll mybjpaaa atpunpnyde—ai
certainlycseensdo,h sept
ohceorahnrsbadopomusuc,erttshnifio:r amountingth
lovesing. fighting
nghttiening
affords, and Boats on a boxing-match as zealously as
a Spaniard on a bull-fight. His wondefect
t his
enthusiastic zeal fcr what he calls business.
altar of this filthy, revolting; anddegradedusiness. On the
Moloch,
this leaden-headed and el r.
y-looted Idol, he sacrifices
friends, family,'hopes, health, happiness,body,
and all. • Does a parent who h.as watched aver him
in childhood, and still glows with.hOnek' pride at his
success in more matured life : does a wife—that
" chief solacer Of, Tau's solitude;"—a
.friend—bis
guide "and hianeces‘ity;"..child,'the reflection of
himself,. the inheritor of his pride and power; do
these (in other cliMea such strong and . binding ties)
demand some slight sacrifice of time or trouble ?
John is sorry, very son-y, but " business must be
minded"—and though a friemt, acquaintance, or it
may be even a relative, are well enough in their
way, yet when weighed in the same balance with .
business, their scale must kick the beam. From
this very devotion, however, arises John's great-
ness7--by this he beeomes, like the merchants of
Tyre,' honoured among the rations—a Prince of
the earth. With respect to genius, our hero, though
he has abundance, yet wants its nobler , part, in-
tention. In this respect he is far inferior to the
French, on whose discoveries, however, he is invariably
the first,to improve. his imagination is ponderous, and
partakes .in no slight degree of his own physiCal
constitution. As a friend, Jphn is staunch but tem-
perate; as a husband,exemplary, but sober in affec-
tion as a father, severeibut high-Principled. Such
is John Built the ireserved, eccentric • gnacious,
generous,,business.like, systematic, and
pu
.every where
original, John Bull. • .
•
* The reader nho Wishes so have a fair sample of
the character of English get,i,1.19 ,
May turn to a poem en-
titled Spleen," h
„ (We believe) a Quaker named
Green, an uncletervtql uegi"itd niter,

DETFIEF'S FRENCH GRAMMAR.

TWO VOLS. OCTAVO.

An Eighth Edition' of this work having just ap-
-peared is the best criterion of its merits. We have
coked into the work, and feel persuaded that its in-
genious author has devoted-r-Syccessfully deVoted,
much time and labour to facilitate the acquisition. of
a language, which not to know, is justly considered
a defect4n education.that cannot be too. soon reme-
died; in for supplying this remedy we know rui
work better calculated than •" Nature displayed in
mode of teachingyrench." After saying this,
it would be. unnecessary; to enlarge upon the ruerit,,
of the work. The author says that his system
differs entirely from any other, but he ought, we
think, to lest satisfied
,with his own " exclusive"
plan, without undervaluing the labours of others who'
have laudably toiled in the same field, thonali it
May be with less success.