On Monday evening, as Mr. Sewell, of the firm of
Sewell and Cross, Compton Street, Soho, was going home to his country-house at Nor- wood, upon a high-Spirited horse, the animal took fright at another horse, ran against the splinter-bar of a gentleman's gig, and broke it in two.. Mr. Sewell was thrown several yards; the cab was upset, and the horse fell; but recovered itself, and ran at a frightful rate against the.gas pillar, shattering the whole to pieces. The horse, supposed to be worth two hundred guineas, died soon after. The Duke of Wellington's coachman was riding on horseback, is Hyde Park on Saturday, when a shower of rain came on, and he put his horse. to a rapid pace in.order to get into n place of shelter. Ia a few minutes, the horse suddenly stumbled and fell forwards on his shoulder. The man was thrown off, and the left side of his heatil struck with violence against the gravel. He was conveyed to St.
George's Hospital, where be lies in a very diaixerons state. He it between sixty and seventy years of age, and was with the Duke during the principal part of the war. He was taken prisoner in the Penin- sula, and by the express command of Napoleon drove the state carriage for manymonths. Previous to entering his Grace's service, he was coachman to his late Majesty when Prince Regent.
As Mr. Orcharton, of the Brothers, of Banff, was returning from the City to his vessel on Saturday afternoon, about four o'clock, his pocketbook with two 101. notes, was snatched from his coat-pocket by
a young fellow, whom the Captain immediately grappled, and called out " Police ! " Although the Captain is a powerful man, and held
the thief for four or five minutes, and kept crying out for assistance, none came to relieve him ; and he was ultimately forced to let his plunderer go, being overpowered by a gang of ten or a dozen fellows,
who surrounded him, and were evidently acting in concert with the thief. This took place in Leadenhall Street, a principal thoroughfare, and argues but little for the boasted activity and vigilance of the City Police.—Times. [Not merely the Police, but the whole population must have been asleep, if this strange story is true.]
The premises of Mr. Clarke, a fish-salesman in Billingsgate Market, were entered and robbed on Saturday last. In the morning, Mr. Clarke entered his premises at the usual entrance. He was astonished-to see his desk broken open, his papers scattered about, and a quantity of dol- lars and other silver, which he had taken in his business, missing.
The window, he observed, had not been raised, but there was a small
pane- of glass in it broken ; so that he suspected the thief must have been one of very small dimensions, and part of a gang of young mar-
ket-robbers. The hour at which the burglary was committed was sup- posed to be early in the morning, from the fact that three beautiful lin- nets were found in their cages in the counting-house with their necks
wrung ; the thief, in all probability, being apprehensive that their singing would attract somebody to the broken window, and lead to de- tection.
Last week, James Gray, who has for some time past been in the service of the Duke of Sussex, absconded from Kensington Palace, taking with him about four dozen of :•ilver table spoons and forks. An inquest was held on Saturday, in the House of Correction, on-7 the body of William Early, aged thirty-two. About half-past twelve in the morning, the deceased was working on the tread-mill, when he suddenly fell upon the stage lifeless. The surgeon, on being called in, found him quite dead. His liver was in a dreadful state, and it ap- pears that he was a confirmed sot. About half an hour after he had been set to work on the mill, he said to a fellow-prisoner, " The Wheel gives it me here," pointing to his stomach. Verdict—" Died by the visitation of God."
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