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HYDERABAD, 6th December, 1890.

The past week has been eventful otherwise thin politically for the execution of the sentence of death by hanging passed on a Madrasee lad, named Dorasawmi, for murdering a child, and the preferring of a charge of child-murder against Mr. W. D. Edwards, of the now defunct "Telegraph" and of the "Hydera- bad Prize Union Lottery" notoriety by his wife. Dorasawmi suffered the extreme penalty of the law last Monday morning. And Mr. Edward's murdering his son, a boy of about 10 years of age, turned out to be the reverse of truth-the creation, evidently, of the imagination of an anxious, sorrowing mother. He was acquitted last Thursday morning, by Mr. Bosanquet, c.s., on the strength of the evidence of Drs. Hehir and Lawrie-who had held medical examinations on the body of the deceased child-which went to show that the child had died from exhaus- tion caused by chronic dysentery.

An item of social news that comes to me from a trustworthy quarter is worth telling, as giving one an idea as to what an exaggerated sense of their own importance and influence some people entertain in Hyderabad, and how much they calculate upon it. A gentleman on the staff of His Excellency Sir Asman- jah Bahadur introduced, I am told, into the company assembled at Basheer-Bagh on the occasion of the last dance therein, a young lady not generally received in what is called high class society. The society ladies could not put up with this, and they in a body went into the cloak-room and ordered out their carriages with the result that the 'offender' chaperoned his young lady away from the scene though much against his will.

In my last letter I referred to Sir Asmanjah as "the puppet minister." Your readers might like to know why I did so. It is an open secret that Sir Asmanjah could not-at any rate, does not dispose of any single paper,' although hundreds of such papers are submitted to him daily. In the first instance each paper goes to Mushtak Husain who reads it and pins to it a