The Express.
London, England, 1864-08-06 00:00:00

TBE POLICE COURT&

MANSION-HOUSE.

&eAard William Stella, a pawnbroker's twenties, wee
placed at the bar, yeetisrday, before the Lord 116 y o r
as his own cosfeesio• with being mecorsed with
in robbing hie employer.
Oa Thursday eight, at about 10 o'clock, Polloootiostable
Wheaton., 588, was as duty ia Fostcheap, whoa be us
the prisms., who said ha wished to give himself up for
kitting a man ia to rob his master's warehouse. He than
stated that be was an apprentice to lb. Cams, a paws-
broker, at 188, Mill-etreet, Liverpool, and that, about
o'clock in the evening of the 24th a July, be met • own
awed Duncan, whom he had seen before is the shop. He
said Holm did not let him into hi roaster's shop, and
'bow him where he could got moms massy or emnsthing of
that sort, be would blow his broths out, at the same Wu
produciog a pistol. Duncan left him, but ho did sot say
anything to any one about what bad transpired. Os this
Monday night following, at about 9 o'clock, altar the other
apprentices had goes to supper, be was going out at the
side door to go for a walk whoa this man Duncan met him
mod forced himself in at the door. He followed him does'
stairs into the kitcheo, when he told him if be did not show
him the easiest way to get into the shop he would blow his
brains out, and prodeced • pistol. He showed the mu
where the tailing was broken, and he got op and
forted up a plank of the shop floor and got
through into the pledge shop, He remained
then about tea minutes, whim be OWN dowa
sod lift the house through the kook door and got
over the wall at the beck romance, appearing to know the
way quite wall. As he was leaviog be gave the prisoner
25e. is silver. Feeling guilty he took his boom and left the
house, sad proceeded to Birmingham, acid from there be
came to Loodos and wrote to his master to tell him he was
going to give himself up that night.
lo the course of the morning • thlagram wu received at
the police ones stating that an akar from Liverpool was on
his way to London to take the prisoner hack, and he was
remanded until this day (Saturday), when be will be de-
livered up to the Liverpool *Deniable.

Mr. Fixity Bordrnaid, a gentleman readies at No. 27,
Burtaretreet, Eaton-square, was planed in the dock Wag
Mi. Duman, on a charge of having been found in the
Bolton-mews. West Brampton, supposed for an unlawful
Nuncios.
Police-consuble Robert Randall, 388 V, said—About
half-past 12 o'clock 'eat night I war co duty in plain clothes
is the Bolton•niews in company of No. 157, Wells, I sou
settles oda some polee in a dark part 'ben I saw the Kinser
coming from the direction of Priory•grove. He went to
one of the stable windows sod plaited his hand as the=
At that tau police-constable Smith was the Inca e
of a boom in the Pricey-grove. which abutted on the mews,
knocking op the servants, se a window and door had bees
left open. The prisoner walked away down the mews
towards the Old Branum road. We continued to lie upon
the poles for ten minutes, when some person returned by the
back of its. Smith came out of the garden, and I salad
' him who had passed us. He walked round and looked with
his light. He exclaimed "By Clod, you are all on fire."
I ran to the back of the poles and saw • piece of rag, which
was attached to a tin canister contairling gunpowder,
burning.
The neater was bore produced. It was a long flat
master, which appsrently coetained about two pound' of
gunpowder, Wang a cork at the top at one corner, through
which a quill was passed.
The constable said a piece of thane paper had bees fixed
a the guill,and the reg,wbicb was alight, was wrapped round
the paper. I tore the sag away immediately. A mu ma
out at the top of the mews, but on looking we mold
sot see any owe. I a description of the prisoner, and
said be was dressed in a light pair of trimmers, and bed a
bat and umbrella. About half as loot etterwards the
prisoaer returned from the Old Brampton read, welted
thrush • gap in the hedge, sod west within • and of
where the canister lay. We rushed *stand caught him. I
told him that I charged him for putting —, but before
1 could get the words out my mouth he said, " I know
nothing sheet it." On the way to station he wanted he
pot his buds Is his coat pocket. On searching him at the
station I feud two Poem time paper in his conk