The Glasgow Chronicle. — 1847-08-11 (Glasgow, Strathclyde, Scotland)

MACAULAY AND THE BISHOP.—The principal battery opened against Mr Macaulay at Edinburgh was the effigy of the new Bishop of Manchester, as large as life, and with all the obesity and rubicundity which belong to the episcopal ideal in minds profane. With the generosity of true genius, Mr Macaulay was so taken with the figure (lay and not lay) that he bought hire; and much was he consoled for the loss of his election by the thought of bringing home the Bishop as a specimen of Scotch proficiency in fancy and art. But such was the malice of Mr Macaulay's enemies that they would not leave him this solace, and in the night the Bishop was stolen. So as dogs are treated in England are bishops in Scotland, sold in the day and stolen the same night. It is easier to make a spick-and-apan new Bishop in England than to keep the effigy of one in Scotland, even when honestly paid for, which is not always the case of bishops at home.—Examiner. The Sultan, a new ship of 1200 tons, recently built at Glasgow for the Oriental and Panisular Company, left the docks on Tuesday afternoon at three o'clock with the East India mail in charge of Lieut. Wilson, Admiralty agent. She will proceed direst to Malts, when her mail will be transhipped on board the Ariel, for Alexandria. The Sultan will then proceed to the Black Sea, Captain Brooks, ore of the most experienced officers in the service, has been appointed to command her, and well may he be proud of such a ship. The Sultan is, in short, one of the most roomy, complete, and best fitted up steamers in the Peninsular fleet, and great expectations are formed of her sea-going qualities. On ber route from Glasgow to Southampton she proved herself very fast. The officers appointed to the Sultan are—Mr Jameson, first; Mr Henry, second; Mr Johnson, third; and Mr Woodgate, fourth. Mr Loddington, purser. EXTRAORDINARY CIRCUMITANCH;MIII Captain Fulcher, who resides at No. 10, Montpelier terrace, Brighton, is in the habit of looking under her bed before she retires to rest. Between eleven and twelve en Friday night she took • candle, and, as usual, looked under the bed, and on seeing a man there she shrieked oat. The fellow instantly rushed from his hiding place and seized Mrs Fulcher by the throat with both hands, and held so firmly that she thought she must have been strangled; she could scarcely breathe, but she struggled with her assailant, and fortunately succeeded in reaching the bell, which she palled violently. The man, who proved to be John Goldspink, her footman, then quitted his hold, and ran into the dressing room adjoining, where he immediately took up a razor and cut his throat, but although he made a deep gash he did not do it effectually. Mr Richardson, a surgeon, residing close by, who was awoke by the cry of murder, was called in. He sewed up the wound, and afterwards had him removed to the Sussex County Hospital. On searching him a piece of rope about the thickness of a clothes-line was found in his pocket. It is supposed he had concealed himself for the purpose of robbery, as the plate and other valuables were kept under lock and key in the dressing room, which was accessible only through his mistress's bed-room. He had been in Captain Fulcher's service about eight months. It is expected that he will recover.— Stendard.  , AC&G.  Ma