The Sun. — 1865-10-19 (London, England)

MARLBOROUGH-STREET.  SUICIDE IN A POLICE CELL.—On Mr. Knox taking his seat on the bench this morning, Inspector Walker stated that a man, who was charged at the Vine-street policestation, yesterday committed suicide while in the cell.  It appears that yesterday afternoon the deceased, Charles Dugard, a cab-driver, badge 963, was taken into custody by police-constable Wood, 193 C, in Jermyn-street, being at the time drunk, and wholly incapable of taking care of his horse and cab. About 9 o'clock in the evening the deceased was found to have tied a pocket-handkerchief round his neck and secured it to the grating of the window. Mr. Tothill, the division surgeon, was immediately sent for, and used every effort to restore animation, but without success. The deceased was in the employ of Mr. Mayhew, the cab-proprietor.  AN IMPUDENT THlEF.—Louisa Harris, who gave an address at Hackney, and is said to have been previously convicted, was charged before Mr. Knox with the following robbery.  Thomas Whittington, assistant to Mr. John Hooper, linen-draper, 52, Oxford-street, said that in consequence of an alarm being given yesterday afternoon he ran into one of tho shops and stopped the prisoner, when she threw down a roll of 50 yards of flannel, of the value of 50s. He then took her back to the shop, when she became very impudent. A constable was then sent for, and she was given into custody.  Police-constable Thaxter, 176 E, said the prisoner on tho way to the station said it was not the first thing she had had. He believed she had been convicted for a similar offence.  Mr. Knox remanded the prisoner.  Constance Sherwood. By Lady Georgiana Fullerton. Three Vols. Bentley. One of the most charming heroines yet introduced to us by Lady Georgiana Fullerton is Constance Sherwood, and the story which she relates to us—another chapter from the romantic but disastrous annals of religious persecution—is full of intense interest throughout. In her early girlhood Constance becomes acquainted with one whose friendship is the delight of her life, sweet mistress Ann Dacre, the step-daughter of the Duke of Norfolk, and afterwards the wife of the Earl of Arundel and Surrey. Lady Arundel divides with Constance the interest and admiration of the reader. Her character, whether as seen in the occasional glimpses which history reveals to us, or in the more fully developed but evidently most truthfal portraiture of Lady Georgiana, is singularly attractive and exquisitely natural. Adorned with all the virtues of her sex, and yielding to some of its weaknesses also, Ann Dacre is one whom a novel writer might readily select for a heroine, and as her story is narrated by the lips of her tender and worthy friend Constance it loses nothing in interest or adherence to truth. The friends are separated for some time after the marriage of the young countess, sho is compelled for a while to share the gaieties of the court. Very grievous is it to Constance ihen she again meets her early companion and discovers that both Lady Arundel and her husband, Ike so many of the other courtiers, have conformed to the reformed religion. But the early faith of the young countess soon re-asserts its influence, and very charming and very natural is her letter to Constance, in which she reveals her dread of confldirg the change to her husband. Thereupon, it is, she narrates how, on his return from London, he walks with her in the garden, and tells her that his sister has returned to the old religion, and hailing the opportunity, she, clinging to him, timidly whispers, "So has N an"— the tender abbreviation of, her name. Though fully aware of the danger of the step, the young earl makes no objection, and soon after follows the example of his wife. The trials and sufferings which this declaration of faith brought upon the pair are matter of history, or indeed they might be deemed impossible, and yet, perhaps, for their very improbability, they should to classed with those things which Lady Georgiana Fullerton has styled " too strange not to be true." We will dwell no further upol this portion of the tale, except to say that tilt authoress has done full justice to the interest d her theme, and has recorded these trials, and th: fortitude with which they were borne, with ex[Luisite simplicity and tenderness. The individui story of Constance Sherwood, the ostensible heroine of the work, we shall not betray. Constance herself is not among the waverers. She is most true throughout to her early belief, and faithful to her earliest affections. When one of the courtier statesmen of the Queen endeavcars to persuade her to yield to the views of policy and ambition, she boldly tells him that, wise and learned and astute as he may be, there are two thin! beyond his powers of appreciation—" the heart of a woman and the faith of a Catholic." Like her heroine, the fair authoress reveals in every page how eminently she is herself endowed with these possessions, and among the readers who differ from her belief there will be found none to quarrel with ler as a controversialist, or to charge her with any want of Christian charity. The authoress of " Lady-bird," and " Grantley Manor," and " Ellen Middleton," may be fairly congratulated on the success of " Constance Sherwood."