Lot 22.—Capital Set first-rate Harness; several Embroidered Collars; sixteen Hay Forks; three rows lovely Imitation Pearls; two bushels of Buckwheat; nearly a peck of dirty White Kid Gloves (warranted cleaned only twice); and a bunch of handsome False Ringlets.—(Purchased by the Rev. G. Hodder, who complained that some of the Kid Gloves would not bear cleaning again.)
Lot 36.—Two pair of magnificent Top-boots; half an acre of fine Turnips; one quart of Lavender Water; a sack of Oats; a dozen plump Geese; six new Ostrich Feathers; and a bundle of blue Veils.—(Sold to Mrs. Glyde of the Rookery.)
Lot 54.—Magnificent Stuffed Spaniel (King Charles's breed); eight good Spades; ditto Pitchforks; two beautiful Fancy Dresses (one Circassian Slave, and one Mary Queen of Scots); several Vols. Italian Duets; splendidly bound Family Bible (not much used); large Garden Roller; and six loads strong Manure.—(Knocked down to Lady Guy Tomlins, who had brought her carriage to take them with her.)
BREACH OF PROMISE.
Ogles v. Winkin.
On the day appointed for the trial of the wretched man Mike Winkin, the rush of ladies was so terrific that, we regret to state, several highly respectable females met with severe accidents. Mrs. de Smythe Smith had her bonnet completely crushed, and her body literally torn from her. She was carried to a shop in the neighbourhood, where her head was immediately dressed; her body, however, was found to be so injured that it was thought advisable to take it off. Miss Beeves, we are sorry to say, also lost both her legs, they having been taken from under her in the scuffle.
The greatest praise is due to Mrs. Inspector Dakin of the T division, who kept up a constant and strong supply of that body.
At ten o'clock Mrs. Serjeant Blubag took her seat on the fauteuil. She was attired in a robe of poult-de-soie rose, trimmed with peau de lapin blanc garnie de demi queue de chat noir, and with her hair au cactus. On the "devotionals" beside her were seated the Misses Justice, Tracts, and Gruel.
The prisoner on being brought in was assailed with cries of "You brute! Oh, you brute!" which drowned the call of Miss Asthma the usher, for "Silence, my dears! Pray, silence, my dears!"
Miss Wartz, Q.C., the celebrated authoress of the "Trials of Women," assisted by fifteen other ladies, appeared for the prosecution; and, having laid down a lovely pair of braces that she had been engaged in working, opened the case by saying that—
In the whole of her born days she had never heard of such a downright cruel affair.