The Telegram. — 1894-01-16 (Weymouth, Dorset, England)

FORGERS SENTENCED TO PENAL SERVITUDE.— of the Duke of Clarence and Cardinal Manning. Sentence was peered at the Central Criminal Court At Aberdare,on Saturday, an engine di.iver accion Friday on the men ooncernA in the recent ex- dentally ran over and killed his own child. tensive bank forgeries. George Norton, who, Another victim of the Portsea Island Buil+ though only 46 years of age, has spent 26 years in ing Society has corernitbed suicide at Pertammith. penal servitude, and is known to the police as a .em notorious forger, was sent tG penal servitude for Mr. Motley left Eust by the mail on Sunday ten years, with lies years subsequent police super • night for Dublin, where he will spend the reecss. vision ; Edward Fisher, an associate of thieves By the death of Dr. Wm. John Butler, Dean of and forgers, was sentenced to four years' penal Lincoln, another deanery is placed at the disposal servitude ; Reginald Blunt, a clerk who had been of the Prime Minister. led Away by Norton, was ordered to come up for The Northumberland coalowners on Saturday judgment if called upon,eing released on his own agreed to advance the men's wages 2i per ce111.• recognisances in £lOO, and one surety in £5OO. eyond the recently-granted increase.  ALLCOCK'S PLASTZILS are of great efficacy in indigestion if worn over right Aid 0) of the Pit of the Stomach. Allcrick's—Of alt Cherni,ta, Is 10. [6128.  p.  •••  Gaswell : " I tell you the phonograph is • great invention." Lorimer "Yes j it speaks for itself."  She: "We could never afford to get married in summer with our income. New po,tatoes, green peas, and things come in expeneive.: lie: "In winter, then? She : "My dear boy, think at the coal and gas."  Tommy: Say, Billey, d'ye pa Johnny Jorkins 'es gotten a medal from the Humane Sersiety for fiThing onten de river little Jimmy Jehnsin ?" : " Yes, I'd like to sport a medal like that. Tommy (in a whisper) : " Wott'd yer ge me ter axerdmtally (all int:, the river so you can fish me out ?"—Billy "I can't swim. '—Tommy : "That don't matter. I'll hold yer up till der boat comes." _ . .  Wandering on land where he had no business, as per-,ple will do, a Lancashire pitman met the owner of the territorial acres. Quoth the lordly squire—he was no less a person than the late Lard Derby : "Do you know you are walking on my land ? " "Thy land ? well, I've got no land myeel'," was the reply, "and I'm like to walk on somebody's. Wheer did tha' get it fro' ? " "Oh," exclaimed his lordship, " I get it from my ancestors." " An' wheer did they get it fro' ? ' queried the collier. " They had it from their ancestors," was the reply. " An' wheer did their ancestors get it fro ? " "They fought for it." " Well," said the collier, squaring up to the noble earl, "11l foight thee for it ! " He had left college. He had lived rather fast, but now he meditated niatriniony and tettling down into the respectabilities. As an old aunt died and left him a little money, what was snore natural than that he should redeem some of the many articles of clothing which he had unfortunately deposited with his uncle in the days of his necessity ? By sad mishap, however, that esteemed and obliging relative forgot to remove the tickets, and this led to an embarrassing centre. temps. Full of kindness and pride in her dear boy,his mother, on his return to the paternal mansion, insisted in unpacking his boxes. In doing so, she first discovered an overcoat with an ominous looking label upon it. " What a nuisance ! "said Jenkins," in answer to her expression of surprise. " They must have forgotten to take off the ticket , at that ball at Smith's, when I left my overcoat mu the ante - room." Mamma was satisfied, hut when, shortly afterwards, ske found a pair of , trousers bearing a similar label, imagine the puzzled surprise with which she exclaimed, "But surely, my darling, you didn't leave these i3ll the ante-room, too "  Printed and for the propriE': rq, at Street, Yeovil, by FRANK CLINKER ; aed aioo at 0).7'..i,0r0m Office. Dorchester.  it Neal gild, a