The Sun. — 1863-10-19 (London, England)

THAMES.  A VERY DISORVERLY PAUPER,—Margaret O'Connor, who has been a very industrious, thrifty, and steady woman, but who has recently got into very irregular and drunken ofb the Mile-end Old-town to him on Saturday habits, was brought before Mr. Partridge charged with e ngr ThomasM. intoxicated satohnffed, tdp,insposorordnt disorderly. came ly. workhouse, a night, at eight o'clock, and demanded a night's lodging, She was very muchlintoxicated, and he asked her what abe had done with the money she received on Friday in the shape of out-door relief. She said she had appliedaptoretion of it in payment of a night's lodging, and spent h remainder. Ile asked her what she had done with her shawl, and she answered him that she had pawned it. He told her to obtain her shawl, and that he would not admit her without. She then gave utterance to a volley of foul abuse, and said be had shown up Mr. Slight, the relieving officer, in the newspapers, and would show him up as well. He tried to get her away, but she would not leave, and her cries, oaths, noise, and gesticulations caused a mob to assemble in front of the workhouse. He put up with her abuse for two hours, and then gave her into custody. She was before the Court a few weeks since for attempting to commit suicide, and on another occasion for being drunk and disorderly. The Prisoner—He is a false swearing man, yer honour's worship, and a rogue into the bargain—the murthering villain, wid his black whiskers. Mr. Partridge—Don't call him names. The prisoner—He knows he is a murthering rogue, and it's me yer honour that's paid riot and taxes and everything. Mr. Moffatt said the guardians of Mile-end Old-town had acted with great kindness to the prisoner, and, instead of passing her to Ireland, gave her out-door relief. The Prisoner—Och, yer honner, he is a rogue and a half; what can Ido wid the great big thief. (Laughter.) Mr. Partridge said it was quite evident the prisoner was a very disorderly badly-conducted woman. He sentenced her to pay a fine of 58., or be imprisoned for 7 days'at him, The Prisoner—Och, the murthering rogue ; look yer homier. (Loud laughter.)  MR; THACKERAY is about to enter upon wholly new ground in his forthcoming novel in the Cornhill Magaaine, in the pages of which periodical a fiction by another distinguished author is, it is said, also about to appear. THE CopRT-MARTIAL ON COLONEL CRAWLEY will probably begin in the second week of November; when it will end is beyond our powers of guessing. A number of the officers have received leave from this week till November the sth and October the 30th. The m been, by the judicious arrangements of Brigadier men have attached to the 13th for service, and have something to do, instead of wasting their time in canteens, tap-rooms, or idleness. The cause of the delay in proceeding merely the non-arrival of the last batchofto trial is witnesses from India, It is to be hoped the riedJudge-Advocate will confine inthewtiwtho charges on othnewohviidchencceolcolnoesellyc rtaowlhieeypoiisnttos be raisednot permit extraneous issues to be raised. -t, and that he will host of witnesses the trial might be made as long as that of Warren Hastings, if 772yevaenrcey hatexav ythaaatzmettay be started is to be run to death,— Ar