The Sun. — 1837-05-11 (London, England)

DANCING-MASTER DIDDLED.—TO be too cock sure in any thing generally works woe, as Don Quixote found when he attacked the windmills, and many persons in later times may have experienced. The defendant in this case was a well-known stumpy little dancing-master—fiddler—teacher (!) of music! in short, a Caleb Quotem in a little way. He entered the Court with the air of one of that class, wherein a m ercantile speculation would turn out profitable—namely, " to purchase the gentleman at our price and to sell him at his own!" Dreadful, awful things did he look at the long baker defendant, who, having a head like his own scuffle'-tub, and every thing else to match, appeared to treat his cl endearing young charge" very indifferently. To alter a stanza of Burns, viz. : " Diddler cocked his chin full high, Looked askant and unco sly : Gart poor Doughey standing by, Ha I ha! the suing at." His triumph, however, was not of any considerable (lure tion, and he who but a few minntes before had entered th e Court in all the pride of that shuffling, never-7ay-nobed3 sort of liberty, which pure radicalism delighteth in, wen t away in company with one Master Snare, wiao bad bean' seeking him up and down, and running to and fro in the, bailiwick, to execute his exion, for more than three lon g years. But, to the case— Mr. Dußois, to the defendant—Do y cru owe this amount;, sir? Diddler—No, sir, I paid it ; and -I mean to sue thi s man for defamation ! Mr. DUBOlS—lndeed I Pray wher.e do you live ? Diddler—Three doors from him, sir.—c Laughter.) Very explicit, 'indeed, said Mr.. Dußois. Pray where do you live, plairaiff ? Plaintiff--,Test as be ses, sir—three doors round tide corner.—(La righter.) Mr. 13m:so's—What, theli, can neither of you tell me? What corner do you mean ? Plaintiff—Why, the corner of the' street as he lives in.—(Considerable laughter.) Mr. DUBOlS—Really you'll exhaust my patience ironicdiatt*. Where is the street you talk about ? Mr. DiddlPr—Close by here, Sir. Not two minutes' walk. On threatening to dismiss the case, Mr. Dubois elicited the necessary information, and Mr. Doughey was sworn asto the correctness of his debts. The jury being satisfied, returned a verdict accordingly, and while they were deciding on the mode of payment., the following colloquy went on : Your a pretty scamp to bring me here," said Diddler to Doughey. " Hold yer tongue, Jim Crow," said Doughey. " This won't do yer no good," said Diddler. " No," replied Doughey (with a capacious grin, and a cab-horse twist of the head), " cos praps I shan't never get it praps—you pays nobody, Master Diddler. " Your a sinivatin low feller, and I'll indickt yer for perjury," added defendant. " I can tell this ere Court I 'ad the honour of going to school with Mr. Du'aois's son. Here Doughey grinned a grin still mare slick than the. former, and, turning full round, " Did yer," said he, " and. now for yer sarse, I can tell yer your got the 'oner to go to. quod with one of his officers, and when you've served yer time out on that there, then I keeps yer for this here." The gravity of those who heard this colloquy was considerably disturbed, for, sure enough, there stood the officer with the awful warrant in his hand for the decision that had taken place three years agone, and sorrowful and slowdid Mr. Diddler wend his way down Kingsgate-street with. the officer.  The Abbe Raynal observes, that the use of tea ha $ contributed more to the sobriety of the Chinese than, the severest laws, the most eloquent discussions, or the best tread' acs on morality. 'l'he finding of several human limbs in the sut.urbst of London, since the murder by Greenacrc, causer 1 they greatest excitement. A similar occurrence took place in this. city on Friday, when the leg and thighof a ferr,ul.:." were, found floating in the canal basin, near Rlngsend. The 1 cumstance was reported at the head-offiec.—DuLl in Paper,