The Liverpool Standard and General Commercial Advertiser.
Liverpool, Merseyside, England, 1840-09-15 00:00:00

ECCLESIASTICAL AND UNIVERSITY
INTELLIGENCE.

(From the Oxford Herald.)
PROMOTIONS.

Rev. John Postlethwaite, to the Vicarage of Headon-cum-
Upton, Nottinghamshire ; patron, G. H. Vernon, Esq.
Rev. Joshua Nussey, M.A. of Catherine Hall, Cambridge,
Rector of Ponghill, Devon, to be one of the Domestic Chap-
lains of Lord Blaney.
Rev. J. S. Stockwell, Rector of Wilton, Wilts, to the
Rectory of Wylie, in the same county, vacant by the death
of the Rev. Francis Baker ; patron, the Earl of Pembroke.
Hon. and Rev. Mr. Harris, a son of the Earl of Malmes-
bury, succeeds the Rev. Mr. Stockwell at Wilton, which is
also in the patronage of the Earl of Pembroke.
Rev. Dr. Wm. Benn, to the living of Moylaska, Meath.
Rev. R. Hewson, to the Curacy of Killarney.
Rev. Thomas St. George, to the Vicarage of Kilbarrow,
Tipperary.
Rev. R. M'Clelland, to the living of Newtown Crommelin,
Ireland.

Rev. W. Adamson, to the Curacy of Kilkeeley with Kits-
cannel.

POVERTY AND CRIME-THEIR PUNISHMENT
AND REWARD. •

(From the Stockpot' Advertiser.)

It appears from recent statistical returns, that the daily
cost to the country of each prisoner in Newgate is Is. 9id.,
or 12s. 81d. weekly, and that the average daily cost of indi-
vidual prisoners in the London, Middlesex, and Surrey
gaols, is ls. lid. or 7s. Btd. weekly. Now let us look "at
home," where " Charity" ought "to begin." For the poor
in the Cirencester Union, in the counties of Gloucester and
Wilts, the Somerset House triumvirate, gave it under their
hands and seals, on the 10th of October, 1836, that the
dietary for able-bodied men should be 61bs. 2oz. of bread
per week ; soz. of bacon, (the only meat allowed !) 7oz. of
cheese, 61bs. of potatoes, 2 pints of soup, and 7 pints of gruel.
Now we should like to examine the qualify of these provi-
sions, and we should like to ascertain the justness of their
weight It might not be a very difficult effort perhaps to
form a tolerably accurate idea of the quality of the bacon,
cheese, &c. likely to be sent to a workhouse, by a screwed-
down contractor, or of the richness of the soup. By the bye,
what is the soup made of ? According to this dietary system,
the weekly cost of provisions for an able-bodied, hard-
working pauper, [they take care that the paupers shall have
a " full allowance" of labour, however deficient they may
be in food,] will be less than two shillings—or perhaps what
a Newgate prisoner's diet costs daily ; and we have seen
some dietary tables, in which the weekly cost has been
less than fifteenpence ! Suppose the weight of the arti-
cles to be honest, and their quality to be fair, we take
it for granted that the quantity is not adequate to
the due sustenance of nature. Nor are five ounces of
bacon per week a sufficient proportion of animal food for
either man or woman. The contrast tilts furnished between
the diet of prisoners and that of paupers, must be anything
but pleasant to the feelings of the latter; many of whom, in
their better days, have contributed largely to the poor-rates
themselves, and kept excellent tables of their own. Nothing
would delight us more than to possess the power of subject-
ing the triumvirate to just such a diet (the" gruel" included)
as that of the unions for just three months, and we most
earnestly exhort every electoi, whether tory, whig, or radi-
cal, to demand from every candidate who may solicit his
suffrages at the next election, a solemn pledge that he will
exert himself to the utmost of his power to obtain some al-
teration of the present heartless, cruel, un-English mode of
administering the poor-laws.
We freely assent to the justness of the position, that nei-
ther gaols nor workhouses ought to be formed upon the mo-
del of palaces, or of luxurious banquetting halls ; they ought
not to be rendered objects of attraction to the idle, the un-
principled, or the infamous. On the other hand we dontend
that neither thieves nor paupers should be tasked beyond
their physical powers—should be injured in their frames or
constitutions—should be subjected to disease or starvation.
In this humane, benevolent, and enlightened age—this age
of black emancipation and religious freedom—the thieveS
have wonderfully little to complain of. So averse are the
" lib. rals " in their spirit of super-philanthropy, to' the in-
fliction of corporeal punishment, that even a murderer can
hardly obtain an introduction to the final executioner of the
law. Lucky is it for the thieves that they are not under the
control of the amiable and tender-hearted poor-law commis-
sioners.

YANKEE METHOD OF KILLING A BUG.—Catch a bug,
inject a pinch of snuff up its proboscis, and it will go off in
a pop. N. B.—This treatment will not do for a bug that is
up to snuff.
EXTRAORDINARY DISEASE IN A HORSE.—On Tuesday
an immense tumour, composed of immense layers of a yel-
lowish oily fat, was cut off the inside base of the tongue,
where it joins the windpipe, of a very valuable thorough-bred
horse, belonging to Mr. Vanderkiste, collector of customs,
Limerick. The poor animal was for some days unable to
swallow anything, and was in consequence rapidly wasting,
and must ultimately have died. Two medical gentlemen,
who 'merely visited the sufferer as a matter of curiosity in a
comparative point of view, ventured to cut the tumour out,
which they succeeded in accomplishing, and in a moment
after the horse rose off the ground, spat up this extraordinary
tumour, fully as large as a Seville orange, and drank a quan-
tity of water. To reach the tumour it required the entire
length of the arm inside the teeth. This is perhaps the most
extraordinary disease ever known to have existed in such a
situation. The horse is at Mr. D. Barrington's stables,
Pery-square, and doing well.—Limerick Chronicle.

FATAL STAGE-COACH ACCIDENT.—On Monday afternoon
the following fatal accident occurred to a coachman named
Burnett, who was driving the new company's London and
Bristol stagecoach on its way to town. It appeared that
Burnett had started from Thatcham, for London, about half-
past three o'clock in the afternoon, with a coach load of
passengers and luggage ; about five miles from Thatcham, he
stopped at a public-house, and, imprudently throwing the
reins over the horses' backs, proceeded into the house, for the
purpose of obtaining refreshment. Whilst standing at the
door, drinking some gin and water, he perceived the old
company's coach pass by at full speed, which he had just
before passed on the road. Thehorses of the new company's
coach, hearing the others pass, immediately started off at full
gallop. Burnett instantly threw down his glass, proceeded
after them, and, with great difficulty, succeeded in laying
hold of the reins of the leaders. He, however, was thrown
down by them, and severely trampled upon, and the wheels
of the coach passed over his head, body, and legs, and when
picked up in a few seconds life was extinct. He was con-
veyed to the Hare and Hounds, where his body awaits an
inquest. Some of the passengers now jumped off the coach,
and the horses, being without control, shot forward with
increased rapidity, until they arrived at a place called " Jack's
Booth," about two miles further on, where they were stopped
by some ostlers. Burnett was one of the oldest stage coach-
men, having driven the " White Hart" and other coaches
upon that road upwards of twenty years, and on this occasion
was driving for another man, unable to perform his duty from
illness. He has left a widow and two children, who are well
provided for. He was, we understand, the brother of Mr.
Burnett, who drives one of the coaches from Bristol.—
Bristol Journal.

TOUGH TKIPE.—A girl belonging to this neighbourhood,
was engaged as dairy-maid at Craignish, Argyleshire, last
summer. The first night after going home, as the family had
supped on tripe, before she could get her work in the byre
brought to a close, Kate was told that she would find
her share in a pot on the fire. Impelled by a sharp appetite,
Kate approached one of the pots, carrying it off into a cor-
ner, and then and there commenced an attack upon what she
conceived to be a square yard of tripe. She found it darkish
in the colour, about the toughest fabric of human provender
that ever encountered her ivory ; but, as she was young, and
had never before tasted tripe, she felt ashamed to reject that
of which she had been told that all the family had partaken ;
and tore away at it, now using her teeth, now her hands,
and, at times breaking it over her knees, till she managed to
bolt the whole of it ; inwardly ejaculating "it was more
like the hide than the inside of any best she ever saw." All
night her horrible nightmare moans so loudly indicated that
Kate's digestive powers were being severely tested, that the
gude wife administered a bead of the small-still aqua to mas-
ter the tripe. It was found next morning, that Kate had
taken the wrong pot, and had swallowed the dishclout, which
had been left in the water to wash the dishes. Kate think-
ing it was a trick, her blood got up, and seized an old clout,
with which she unceremoniously dislocated the shoulder blade
of the eldest son, and shouting, as a sort of war-cry, " that
naebody suld make a rope work o' her stamach,' let skelp
at all till she had put the whole establishment to the rout.
A reconciliation was effected; but till the day she left, the
" brawniest chiel" dare not mention tripe in Kate's pre-
sence.—Ayr Advertiser.