But his worship declined inspecting it; and Mrs. O'Leary, having let her lip down again, proceeded to state that, having got this beautiful thump on the mouth of her, she did not choose to have any more to say to Mrs. Casey, but forthwith handed her over to an officer. The Officer in question said he had learned that Mrs. Casey pawned a wedding ring on the day of the row, but she redeemed it in a few hours afterwards, and that was all the pawnbroker knew about it. Whilst Mrs. O'Leary was telling her story, Mrs. Casey could hardly be restrained from opening upon her at almost every sentence. She seemed to be bursting with words; and, no doubt, it was a great relief to her when his worship at length gave her leave to speak by asking, "Where is this poor woman's ring?" "Honour bright! your worship," replied Mrs. Casey, in a voice as melodious as a cracked bagpipe--"Honour bright! your worship; _deevle's_ the bit I knows about it at all! Och! Mrs. O'Leary, but yer a bad one after all of it," &c. "You knows you'll say any thing but your prayers, Mrs. O'Leary, and meself never to find it out till this present time!--Your worship, she gived the ring to a _man she has_!" "Och! an is it the likes of _me_, with three childer and Tom Leary!" cried Mrs. O'Leary, lifting up her hands and eyes in astonishment at the scandal. Mrs. Casey persisted in her story, and at last the charge was dismissed for want of evidence.--In ten minutes after, they were seen together at "The Grapes," in Bow-street, taking their drops, as good friends as ever they were. FLAGELLATION _versus_ PHYSIC. W. C., Esq., a gentleman of family and fortune, was brought up in custody of an officer, charged with assaulting Mr. H., a highly respectable surgeon and apothecary, residing in the Strand. Either party was attended by a solicitor, and the following is a "succinct synopsis" of the affair.