Blandford, Wimborne and Poole Telegram. — 1877-03-30 (Blandford, Dorset, England)

ENDS."  I believe there is er:‘ little doubt that the account given in your columns, ex tra, led from a contemporary, relative to the murder of the constable by the Hutchingses, is the true one. How it leaked out I don't pretend to say, but tne ruffians themselves, I am told, supplied the information, and Baker really was the actual murderer, although they were one and all concerned in it. I hear there have been numerous letters sent to the Home Secretary protesting against a total remission of the sentence upon the old man; but I have not heard that Mr. Vagg has received 4.:100 as a slight token of appreoiation of his gallant conduct In taking two of the murderers single-banded. •  • • Considering his dictum as to what constitutes wellfounded grounds of suspicion, I wonder what the Lord Chief Justice would say to the Liverpool policeman who, the other (lay, stopped a boy because—he INAS wearing a pair of new boots. This, however, did occur, and what, to an ordwarily-tainded mortal would seem a "trifle light as air,- eventually proved a "Confirmation strong As prof of Holy Writ," for the youngster had rubbed, awl then made his escape from a Reformatory. •  The case of Lord Marcus Ileresford has given—l see from a glance through the papers—an admirable opportunity for the diffusion of a great deal of snobism. One class of writers, delighted to bare a filing at a man who can call himself a lord, think the fine of £lOO much too lenient. and would have gloated to seeing his lordship being manipulated by the prison barber. On the other hand toadies to titles, like that brilliant assemblage the Middlesex magistrates, apologise, with tear-bedewed fulsomeness, for the inconvenience to which his lordship had been put. Nen of honour, they exclaim, can brook no imputation upon their veracity. Very true, but then men of honour, who wish to avenge any reflection cast upon their love of truth, do not generally proceedings by going and telling a direct lie, as the defendant when be sent up a wrong name. A third section would have had this ornament to the aristocracy get-off Scot-free, because his prosecutor was a moneylender. Well, I fancy there are a good many other trades quite as replete with rogueries and trickeries as money-lending, although they may not lie quite so near the surface, and the Lord Marcus, who is no unfledged pigeon, had no business, after he had made use of a member of the fraternity, to turn spiteful when asked to pay up. No, I think Mr. Edlin may be congratulated upon having given a very wise and proper decision—a fine of £lOO is just about the amount of punishment that will entail sufficient embarrassment to teach his lordship better manners for the future.  The elder Weller, whose precautionary admonition to Samivel relative to " the vidders" has become proverbial, wonld have been more than ever confirmed in his opinions had he happened to have been in the Norwich Assize Court the other day. 'rhere, I see, a Mrs. Farrow, 42, and the widow of a farmer, sued a Child—that was his name—of 54 and a stonemason, for a breach of promise. Mrs. Farrow was olesirous of having this Child—as a hns:iand albeit, she was already the mother of 18 Child-ren. But the Child was not to be caught, and disowned any promise whatever. Mrs. Farrow lost her case, but still it points a moral—a moral to be found in the Weller injunction.— Vcrbion Sap.  A law suit has revealed the fact that the profits accruing from that fashionable journal—the Mop"; ng Pod—have amounted to over £3,000 a year. The editor received 2045. a week, with a bonus of one-third of the profits, and some time ago, on the death of the proprietor, he bought the lot for £25,000.  I am glad to see the re*presentatives of the Press were excluded from the annual dinner of the two University crews held on the evening of the boat-race. The public have thus been spared the infliction of a lot of presumptuous twaddle, emanating from self-considered oracles. The Press would do well to take a lesson from this. They make infinitely too much fuss over an affair which in reality exacts a proportionate interest by opportunities it gives for gambling.  Putrir.