>From Jackson's Oxford Journal, Saturday, September 9, 1837; Issue 4402. THAME, Sept. 7th. A melancholy and fatal accident happened at Postcomb in the afternoon of Sunday week last, to the wife of Mr. John BETTS , shoe-maker. She was blowing the fire, when she thought she smelt tinder, but could not find any fire about her. On the smell increasing she got up and shook her clothes, which were instantly fanned into a flame. The poor woman ran to the stair-foot door and alarmed her husband, who was upstairs cleaning himself, and, although he was instantly down in his shirt sleeves, she was so much burnt that she lingered until Wednesday, when death put a period to her sufferings, leaving 5 children and a disconsolate husband, whose right hand is much burnt in endeavouring to extinguish the fire. A singular accident happened at Long Crendon a few weeks ago. The people were beginning to assemble under that venerable elm tree, which stands in the centre of the village, for the purpose of hearing one of those preachers, called "ranters", when one of its ponderous branches gave way, which brushed down on a man, and broke the leg of a lad, aged 15, who was conveyed to the Thame Union Workhouse, where he is doing well. Had this singular circumstance happened 10 minutes later, the consequence must have been awful in the extreme.