The Express.
London, England, 1856-11-25 00:00:00

REMARKABLE TRIAL FOR MURDER IN

CANADA.

An extraordinary trial for murder, at the late
Toronto amine. has ezeited a very strong feeling in Canadian
society. Mr. Thomas Henderson, an attorney, bad oedema
the wife of Mr. George Brogans, of Port Hope, a member of
the some profession. Brogans and Henderson were young
seen, they had been rehoolfellows, and pupils in the same
°Moe. Brogdin, who is now 26 years of age, was married
two or three seinen*, and has one shad. Handersln was
paying hie addressee to the sister of Mrs. Braun* ostensibly.
bat in August last he persuaded Mrs. Brogdin to elope
with him, and afterwards, is letters to his fr.ende b rated
tbat be had made her his mistrees. He also told several
peewee that he always carried arms, sad that Brogdin was
• poor Au .sward who did sot 'mainland the use of
thew, and that If they Owed to meet, it would be this
worse for Btogdln. Three remain same to the heeds' of
Brogan' ; iodated, the affair had get tato the local newspa-
pers, much to Headenoeselorification. Some weeks pseud
over before they met. Henderson had pistols about him
wit be went out, end often talked of fighting with
Brogdin Arrangements were nude by Broglie, alter his
wife went away, to settle an income upon her, as he said
he loved her too well to let her die in a ditch,
which she would do if she coationed with Henderson.
When Henderson beard of this, he said be did not care for
anything Brogans could do after that, because he was per-
fectly satisfied that such conduct towards her would pre •
elude Husain from petting • verdict against him in en
action for erns. eon. Oa the very neat day, Sept. 23rd,
they met accidentally at the steamboat wharf. Henderson
nodded insolently to Brogans, and said, "How Wye do,
George ?" Brogans immediately drew a pistol from his
' pocket, and shot Henderson dead. These were the fasts
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cue of murder." ITU, law," said bit lordship, "does not'
admit that Hendenon's conduct was any emus for murder."
The jury, h3WEIVIIT, declared that Brogdin was " not guilty"
of the murder.

The Tomsk* Globs eoramente upon the ease in the follow-
ing terms.—" This was the form of their verdict, but we all
know that their meaning was—'Guilty of the ki ling, bet
it was justifiable.' It would bare been better if the jury
had rendered a verdict of guilty, with a strong recommen-
dation to mercy. It is an alarming precedent to declare a
man inoccent of all crime who hes taken the life of a fillow-
creature. But this is not the feeling of the community
generally. There is a strong, healthful detestation in the
public mind of the seducer. There is no redress egaiost
him as a criminal by law; and when the injured relative of
his victim takes the law into hie own hands he has the sym-
pathy of the community. The jury at the trial were no
doubt tofieenced by this reasoning."

NOTE ON TIATALOAIL—Lord Nelson'. well known
valet, Tom Allen, lived for some time epee to me, he
being then retained in On service of Sir William Bolton.
I mat To about every day is my walk,. and often got
into chat with him about his brave and neble muter, Lord
Nelson. Among other things, I spot* of his wearing his
decorations at Trafalgar. Now Tom, who had been with
him in so many other engagements, was by mere accident
prevented from arriving in time on that last memorable
occasion, haying left London alter his lordship, and not
arriving till the battle we. over, and his master's of
glory brought to a brilliant clue. Bat it may be amusing
to record Tom's opinion and observations. He said, " I
never told anybody that if I hid been there, Lord Nelson
would not have been killed; but this I have said, sad icy
again, that if I bad been there, be should act have put on
that coat. He would sled as. like a child ; and when I
found him bent upon wearing his finery before • battle I
always prevented him.""Tom," he would say, "I'll
fight the battle in my beat coat ?" " No, my lout, you
shasn't." " Why not, Tom I" " Why, my lord, you
fight the battle ant; and them I'll dress you nets ell your
stare and garnet, sad you'll look something like." Thus
poor old faithful Tom Allen gave himself credit for having
saved his muter's life by his rigid di, eiplins in attire on
former occasions; and it was evident that he was of
°platens that he should have caved It once more at Trafelgar.
Tom's amen° of other memorable meats of Neleca's life
were given with equal unmet His old age was rendered
comfortable is Outmatch Hospital, whir* be held the ones
of pewterer till his death.—F. C. H., is Noise and Querne.
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