A man, named O'Rooke, on Saturday evening publicly horsewhipped his wife in the Bowery, New York and, as might have been expected, he got knocked down and "pretty well used up" for his "labours of love," by gallants who happened to be passing that way. The way he was used must have satisfied him that there is some truth in the remark of the late Samuel Patch, Esq., that “a great many people aren’t all alike.”
Murder—A young female, named Lucille Le Grand, was murdered, in Canada, a few weeks since, by her Adonis. She is represented to have possessed singular personal beauty, united with the more interesting charms of an original and highly cultivated mind. The assassin gloried in the bloody deed, and avowed that he murdered his Lucille, because she was too virtuous, too lovely, and too good for a world like this. There might have been some truth to his theory, but his practice was execrable.