SAMUEL ROGERS, a youth of very prepossessing appearance, was placed at the bar on a charge of putting off several forged notes upon a banker in the city. The case involved much difficulty. The banker stated that he was of the same name with the prisoner, and was perpetually subjected to the annoyance of being mistaken for a poet; the notes, however, on being examined, were found to have nothing in them — and the charge of forgery therefore fell to the ground. The prisoner looked very pale throughout his examination, and was observed to conceal something under his coat towards the end of it — on being searched, it was found to be a brace of dedications; which, from a particular mark, were known to have been shot on the banker's grounds. The banker stated that he was compelled to put a cheque to these things, and having suffered much by such depredations, or decidations (we could not catch the precise word) he felt it imperative on him to prosecute. The prosecutor was therefore bound over (in sheepskin,) and the prisoner was taken to the strong room.