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LYNCH LAW IN LONDON. A correspondent of the Morning Star writes as fol- lowa:—" Last evening it was my good or ill fortune to witness an extraordinary on the borders of the Black Sam. Loot any of your readers should suppose that I am one your foreign correspondents, or no other than the Wandering Jew, I may state that the Black Sea is the local name for a pond of no great extent or beauty in the neighbourhood of Wandsworth. On the banks of this not very pellucid lake the scene last evening was of the quietest description. In midst of this general tranquillity I noticed a lady descend from a cab, displaying in herright hand a white handkerchief. She looked wonderingly about for a few minutes. Pre- eently a gentleman repeated the signal of peace; and then, having pocketed his handkerchief, he walked forward to the lady, and shook her warmly by the hand. I then observed the gentleman lead the lady in a very affectionate manner towards a seat which was separated from the pond by only a very narrow bank. No sooner had they prepared to seat them- selves than the lady, in a very wonderful way, abruptly left her companion and ran off, while the gentleman was seized by two rough-looking men, who forthwith had the assurance to lug him down to the banks of the lake and chuck him into its waters. Suddenly the delightful stillness of the Black Sea was broken by heartrending shrieks; and the gentleman was seen to wallow out on all fours from the plain of mud in a very deplorable condition. When at last he emerged he presented one of the most unhappy spec- tacles that ever a gazer witnessed. He glistened from head to foot with mud like an enormous boa constrictor; his coat was rent across; his hat was smashed; while his face revealed the most hideous mass of mud that ever made a human being look like a chimpanzee. Immediately the scene of this extraordinary dip was the pole whither everybody on the common was attracted and it seemed as though the miserable ex- perimenter on this new sensation scene was well known to most Wandsworthians, for he underwent a singular amount of hooting as he shuffled off. But these expressions of public disapproval were redoubled. The stranger turned upon his assailants, and singling out one of them, knocked off his hat, and finally closed with him. Several of the crowd were about to help their comrade, when the English love of justice intervened, and a loud cry of "One to one" was raised. One to one it was; though I do not consider that principle applies to cases in which the one is covered with mud and the other is a decently-dressed English- man. The gentleman attacked suffered more from mud than blows, though his sc) rf and collar were torn open. His clothes received a faint lithographic im- pression of the Black Sea, and his face presented a faithful photograph thereof. Finally the man who had been ducked backed off, and took refuge in a tavern, in front of which assembled a crowd of natives to diecuss the matter. From these people I received, in snatches, the following details. A foreign nobleman, whom I shall call Count Caskowhisky, has for some time back been in the habit of inveigling into a cor- respondence young ladies desirous of being wedded; and it is alleged that in not a few instances these fool- ish girls have been made to pay the penalty^ their folly by being forced to contribute to the count's yearly income under fear of an exposure. Hitherto the count has been slippery, and eluded conviction. But more recently a gentleman from Wandsworth thought fit to reply to one of the advertisements put forth by Count Caskowhisky, and succeeded in enticing the count into a correspondence. The letters, I am told, are sufficiently warm on both sides. Clorindaisgush- ing; Philander is recklessly pious. Finally, so the j story runs, a meeting was arranged on W ands worth- oommon; and a married lady, who volunteered to become a weapon of punishment on behalf of her suf- fering sisters, undertook to personate Clorinda. Hence the scone which disturbed my poetic reveries, and which raised such commotion last evening in the peace- ful neighbourhood of Wandsworth. I fear the pro- ceedings were altogether very unjustifiable. Doubtless revenge is a rude sort of justice; but it is a form of justice which is not quite in accordance with the modern law of Great Britain. While, therefore, I lift my hands in horror at the summary vengeance taken by the Wandsworthians, I venture to lay before your readers such details as came under the observation of an eye-witness."



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