A steam-vessel left the River on Saturday afternoon, with three
hundred fine young men, several officers, and a quantity of guns, shot, small arms, and other stores, destined for the service of Don Pedro at Oporto. A ship sailed from the Thames on the same evening, with horses for the cavalry regiments now forming by Don Pedro. A small schooner left London on Monday, ostensibly for a French port, but in reality for Portugal, with gunpowder, Congreve rockets, and other war- like stores, for the service of the Constitutional forces.
The Dowager Lady Kirkwall made a complaint_this week at Bow Street, and subsequently at Marlborough Street, of a Mr. Fay, and of various doctors, who were perpetually alarming her with their visits, and with threats of sending her to a private madhouse. Her Ladyship —who carried a large bundle of papers with her, which she was anxious for the Magistrates to read—was with difficulty soothed by the assur- ance that no such confinement as she dreaded could possibly take place without cause. She stated very positively, that Lord Kirkwall was still alive, and that his reported death was not true. There is more appearance of reason in her Ladyship's fears than her facts.
Mr. Lowe, the young gentleman who suffered so severe injuries last week by falling from a window in the Rolls' Buildings, in his sleep, is in a fair way of recovery.
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