Denton and Haughton Examiner, etc. — 1880-05-08 (Denton, Greater Manchester, England)

STRANGE ATTEMPT AT MURDER—At Longton, near Hanley, a woman named Stonier was charged with having attempted to murder a female companion named Goodwin. The two had been drinking together in a publie-house, and the prisoner went out and sharpened a shoemaker's knife on the door-step. She returned, and deliberately attempted to kill Goodwin, cutting her throat about four incises across and very deeply. The bystanders interpoemi, and suoceeded in dragging the prisoner away. The woman , Goodwin is not likely to recover. No. quarrel took place, nor jenny motive ascribed for the crime.. The prisoner was remanded. A FRENCH provincial play-bill, in getting forth the particulars of a new drama, annouuces that "the ram of thieves will be played by amateurn of tho town."  Tame, I come, ye have called me long, I come over the mountains with light and cone, Ye may trace my step o'er the wakening Barth, By the winds which tell of the Violets' birth, By the Primrose stars in the shadowy Grass, By the green femme opening as I pass. FlOhl the streams and founts I have loosed the chain, They are sweeping on to the silvery main, They are flashing down from the mountain brows, They are flinging enrol on the forest boughs. They are bursting freset from their .parry Cave( And the Barth resounds with the joy of the waves. Gone forth. 0 ye children of gladness, come ! Where he Violeta lie may now be your home, Ye of the roee-cheek and dew-bright eye, And the bounding footsteps, to meet me ffy. With the lyre, and the wreath, and the joyous lay: Come forth fig the sunshine; I may not stay! Away from the dwellings of care-worn men, The waters are sparkling in wood and glen; Away from the chamber and dusky hearth, The young leaves are dancing in breesy mirth, Their light stems thrill to the wild wood strains, And Youth is abroad in my green domains. —Felicia Hems's&  "Oh aMine Obeviott," maid Major Mum, ligldisig his cigar with great deliberation and feeling—" the only daughter of a poor old Scotch laird in Perthshire. I remember her: a pretty creature—q very pretty creature; but fell into soma scrape or other about a cousin or something in the 78th Highlanders, and no got into disgrace with her husband—at least,. there was some mystery or other about it. I never knew the rights of the affair. She disappeared from Calcutta soon after the child was born, and I heard anything more of her for a long while, till at last one day Sir Arthur appeared in deep mourning. When I asked the meaning of it, I was told that he bad just lost his wife." "Oh, indeed!" " Very curio. i" and similar remarks ran round the circle. "And pray," mid General Carrie, highly interested in this reminiscenoe of bygone days, "who might his amain have been? for I knew all the fellows of the 78th when I was at Bangalore about the time you mention."  hoda nice lot they were! Why, he was Lieutenant Gordon then, but he is poor old Lord Lovett now, with Aaron a thousand a year to bleu himself with."  "Lord Lovett !" ejaculated Yellowhammer. "Why I'm dashed, then, if it isn't his girl they are try.ng to marry Coventry to! There is only that one girl sarong a host of boys; and I am told the old chap is dreadfully eager after the match, but Sir Wentworth bangs Ore." "So he ought; he can do better than that, I'll swear. There's a certain lady Mary, we all know, mad in that quarter." "Pooh! pooh ! old enough to be his mother." "I don't know how true it is, but I beard last night at White's that—" And then theconversation made a wide detour, and Lady Man's name, and many other name., besides, were mentioneci in a manner their owners would not have thought altogether justifiable, But club houses take out a licence for freedom of speech as well as spirits; an let us leave the visitors unmolested in the enjoyment of their lawful privileges, and show you Sir Wentworth Coventry lounging up and down the drawing-room of his club, which happened to be empty just then.