The Sun. — 1837-11-14 (London, England)

VIII. The company have beon in former times in active duty. In the reign of Elizabeth they had garrisoned Tilbury Fort at the period of the menaced Spanish invasion, and during the civil wars of a later date they were engaged in many of the battles, as is described by Clarendon and other authors. The last time they were in active service was during the riots of London, when they saved the Bank of England from the fun• of the populace ; but since that time, whenever any civil disturbances have been apprehended, they have invariably been summoned to bold themselves in readiness at their head-quarters, the Artillery-ground, Finsbury. This volunteer corps has always supported itself from its own resources, without having ever been chargeable to the Government or the country. - -  It has been observed by all the most inquisitive persons who dined at the Royal banquet, that there was not one article in the immense variety furnished to the tables that was not of a very superior description. The plate has been already seen and described at other entertainments, but not in one-twentieth part of the quantity. There was a new introduction which attracted great notice amongst the other splendid ornaments of the Royal table—the magnificent dessert plates of enamelled glass. This exquisite workmanship is entirely the production of our native artists. The plates exclusively appropriated for the use of her Majesty and the Duchess of Kent, were expressly manufactured for the occasion, and are perfect gems of art. The centre of the plates for her Majesty have the armorial bearings of the Sovereign, richly enamelled in their proper colours, surrounded by our national wreath of the rose, thistle, and shamrock, and a regal star forming the border. The whole of these beautiful specimens arc the property of Messrs. Hetherington and Co., of the Quadrant, and will be submitted to public view. The extensive mass of plate at the Queen's table will be shown at Mr. Charles Bleadcn's Tavern, in Bishonsgate-street. The Duke of Sussex wore a black velvet cap upon his head, and spoke of it two or three times during the entertainment. He wears it on account of the delicate state of his eyes, and says that he has been offered what would, perhaps, be more becoming, but he owns his partiality to his bit of black velvet. It put his Royal Highness in mind of a story about the Duke of Devonshire, who visited Guildhall during the mayoralty of Alderman Combe. His Grace was in the habit of wearing a cocked hat within doors, and applied to the committee to kdow whether he could attend the dinner of the 9th of November with a covered head. The affair was discussed, and the committee respectfully informed the Duke, that lie might cover his head with anything but a hat. The Duke was not offended at the intimation, but took his seat, to the astonishment and amazement of all, in his coachman's wig!  Between nine and ten o'clock on Saturday, a Mrs. Parsons, who keeps the tollgate belonging to Dulwich College, situate in Lordship Lane, went to a small pond at the end of her garden for a pail of water, and observed something floating under the ice. She became alarmed, and called to a gardener named Thomas, who immediately discovered it to be the body of a new born female child. lie got it out, when, on examination, the little innocent's knee was found to be dreadfully fractured, agd a piece of white tape tied tight round its neck. Information of the horrid circumstance was instantly given to Heath, the beadle, who sent express to W. Cartar, Esq.. the Coroner. A variety of reports are in circulation, but as they may turn out to be unfounded, they are omitted ; but that a most inhuman murder has been perpetrated, not the slightest doubt exists.  A Reverend landlord, who resides not a hundred miles from Morebath , met a tenant of his the other day, and accosted him by saying, " Well, Farmer, I didn't see you on my rent day ; your estate is a great deal too cheap, I must raise your refl.." lam much obliged to your Honour," said the farmer, "for I assure you I can't raise it invsclf"—Devoishire Chronicle.