The Express.
London, England, 1847-05-29 00:00:00

PROVINCIAL.

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Ton LATI MURDIRA AT MITATIELD.—The adjourned
inquest on the bodies of J. Wraith and his wife Mary, and
their servant, Caroline Ellis, who were barbarously mur-
dered on the 12th inst., was resumed on Thursday, at the
King's Head Inn, Mirfield. A large number of persona
were present, anxious to hear the proceedings and see the
two men, Michael M'Cabe and Patrick Retd, who are in
custody on suspicion of having been concernei in the murder.
All who attended with the latter object were disappointed,
as the prisoners remained is the House of Cor-
rection at Wakefield, to which place they had
been committed for safe custody until the time
fixed by the magistrates for their re-examination.
Iu the pursuit of the former object they were more sue-
,cessful, as arrangements had been made for proceeding with
the further investigation in the spacious school-room belong-
ing to the Wesleyan methodists. To that place the coroner's
court was accordingly adjourned, and the puhlic were ad-
mitted. Most of the witnesses examined were those who
had been examined before the magistrates at Dewsbury on
Saturday.—Mr. Leadbeater, the constable, proved the find-
ing of the key of the house, and of the plumber's soldering-
iron in the wall, upon Wraith's premises.—Mr. West,
chemist, was examined as to the character of the red marks
which had been observed on M'Cabe'a stockings and shoes,
the minuteness of which had rendered the tests very diffi-
cult, and respecting which he was not fully pre-
pared to speak portively ; but there were un-
doubted marks of blood on • coat produced.—
Isere Webster : I live about • field's length from the Water
Royd-lane, into which lane the footpath that pares Mr.
Wraith's house, enters. About half-peat twelve, on the 12th
May, I saw Patrick Reid going along that footpath. A short
time before I saw him, some scissor grinders called at
our house, and want in a direction towards Mr. Wraith's
house.—Harriet Webster I live next door to butte Webster.
On the 12th of May inst. Patrick Reid passed my door be-
tween half-past twelve and one o'clock. He did net call at
my hour. About ten minutes before a man called and asked
if I had any errors to grind or any umbrellas to mend, and
I said " No." I remarked what a " clever" man he was. I
did not see that he had any machine to grind with. He went
in the same direction as Reid.—Benjamin Morton : I live in
Nab-lane, in Mirfield. I know Michael M'Cabe and Patrick
Reid. Oa the•l2th May, near one o'clock, I sew Reid at
James Wraith's lane end, He had his face towards James
Wraith's in the road leading to his house, but whether he
was going towards it or standing I could not say, but he
looked to be standing. He had his basket on his arm. I
saw Michael M'Cabe at the same time, about ten yards
from John M'Kinnell's garden. He was in the same road
leading to J. Wraith's that P. Reid was, walking towards the
house. He had a basket with him, bat I did not take notice
whether it was on his head or his arm. I did
not see what became of Reid or M'Cabe, as • sharp shower
of rain came on a few minutes afterwards. I had never
seen Reid or M'Cabe so neer together before.—Charles
Flint: I am • labourer, living at Mirfield. When
I went home, about 3 o'clock, on the 12th of May, Michael
M'Cabe was in my house. I had beard of the murder of
the deceased r I want along, and when I got home, I asked
my housekeeper, Mary Scholes if she had heard anything
of the murder. She said, " No." I mentioned that it
was the murder of Wraith. Michael said there was
nothing so sure. He had been at the place. He
rapped at the door, and he rapped again, as he
fancied he heard a footstep down stairs; and there was •
good-like young fellow came down and opened the door,
and he asked him if he wanted anything in his line;
and he said " No." He asked him again if he
wanted anything in the pot line. He said "No, air,"
again, and he shut the door. I asked him if he had seen
- anything, and he said he had seen lots of blood at the back
lof the kitchen door. I asked him if he knew the persm he
saw, and he said be did not, and 1 salted him if he thought

he should know hint again, and he said he shonkl. I asked
him if it was the old master ►e saw, and he said "no it was
not." I asked him if he heard aught else, and he said ►e
heard loud groans. He said that then he put his basket en
his head, and came up to John aleKinnell's, but he had
mentioned it nowhere. When I asked him why ho
had not mentioned it, he said he thought they
might be killing fowls, and he did not wish to
set a scandal on a respectable man's house.—Win.
Shooed ; I live at Robert-town, in Liversedge, and
sell a few pots. - I went to Charles Flint's house in Mirfield.
I saw Michael M'Cabe there, and had some conversation
with him. I said to him that I bad been informed that he
had been at the place where the insider had happened at
lalirtield, and he said he had. I asked him which way he
went to the house, and he told me he went down the held
opposite Mr. Wraith's home, and when he got into the yard
I the shutters were to, end the blinds down. He said he
went to the door and rapped twice, and he heard a foot in
the chamber ; and then be said he thought he heard it
coming down step by step, and right across the kitchen floor
to the door, and then, he slid, the men inside unlocked
the door end opened it, and he asked them if they
would buy any pots? and the man said, "No, Sir;"
and then I asked him how long he kept the door
open, and he mid, about the space of three minutes. I
then asked him how wide it was open, and he said, between
three and four inches. I asked him if he could see any-
thing when it was open, and he raid he had seen great lots
of blood lying on the fl,nr. I asked him what he thought
that blood came from, and he said he thought the old men
had been killing hens at the back of the door, and he
thought the blood came from that. I asked him if he
neither saw nor heard anything more, and he said, yes,
he did ; he heard several groans—heavy groans, indeed.
I asked him where he thought the groans came from, and
he said he thought the old woman might be in the parlour
tamely and the groans came from her. He said the men
stilt the door and locked it; and I asked him if it was old
James Wraith that locked the door, and he said no, it was
a goof-looking young man, about twenty-five years of age. I
He said he was sure it was not the old man, as he knew ham
well, having stopped many a quarter of an hour in his house.
I then irked him where he went, and be said to the window
of lallKinnella house, and to other places, and then up
to Charley Flint's. I told him that if Mr. Ingham (the
magistrate) knew what he had told me he would certainly
send for him. My brother-iniew (Flint) washed me to
saddle the pony, and go to Mr. Ingham. I said I did not
like to go, as it was a serious job to begin of; end he mid,
" Don't go, Dill • I sin going down to the Shoulder
of Mutton, and I' can declare it a:itself." I then saddled
the pony, and went and. told Mr. Howarth, the constable.
At eight o'clock in the evening, the coroner stated that they
had now heard all the evidence which could be produced to-
day, bat he thought it possible that from the publicity which
had been given to the evidence, regarding the position in
which the suspected parties were seen, other evidence might
be forthcoming at a future day ; and, therefore, he proposed
to adjourn the inquiry to the 10th of June.—The jury were
accordingly bound over in the usual recoguisance to appear
at that time.

THE IRISH FEVER IN Leroy —The malignity of the
fever which has been rtcently imported into the town of
Leeds, seems no. to have materially abated during the last
few days, notwithstanding the warm weather, and the
adoption by the parochial authorities of various curative and
preventive nteasum which the gentlemen of the faculty have
suggested. The new and enlarged fever hospital is still full
of patients, and there are additional claims for admisaion.
The Rev. Henry Walmaley, the senior Roman catholic
priest in the town, died on Thursday afternoon of a fever
caught daring one of his visits to the Irish poor; and the
Rev. Mr. Metcalfe, who succeeded the Rev. R. Wilson, the
first Roman catholic priest who fell a martyr to the disease,
is also seriously iil of fever.
DAMAGE HY Oams.—A correspondent of the Doncaster
Post states that a field of wheat at Melton, in the neighbour.
hood of the preserve, of Fuuntayne NVilson, Esq., has just
been valued by a comp tent valuer, and the damage to the
crop by game is est nisted at upwards of 1001. The field is
about to be plourhed up and re-sown.
TMs FIIiST STONE OF DUNCAKTLR NNW MARKET was
laid on Monday last, when a public breakfast was given at
the Mansion-house. .

—A
HINT TO THE AVAItICIOI:IS.—A very strong proof of the
folly of farmers holding their corn in the expectation of real-
ising enormous prices has just been communicated to us by a
gentleman of this town. It appears that recently a farmer
in the neighbourhood of Beverley commenced thruhing some
wheat, for which, Mee yens ego, he refused 70s. per quarter,
and after labouring from seven o'clock till eleven in tha
morning, he succeeded in obtaining four quarters seven
bushels of corn, and the enormous quantity of 3,260 mice!—
Iltal Advertiser.

ATTEMPT TO MURDER AT MANCISESTER.—A Shocking
and moat extraordinary attempt was made, on Thursday
morning, by an old woman in Hulmr, to murder her son-in-
law, while asleep in bed, by cutting his throat. The name
of the woman is Elizabeth Jackson, and her daughter, and
son-in-law (Thomas Royle), lived with her at No. 43, Cater-
street, Hulme. Jackson is a married woman, but separated
from her husband. She alent in the same room with her
son-in-law and daughter, and at an early hour on Thursday
morning went to the bed side of the young couple, who
have only been married nine months, and, leaning over the
body of the daughter with a large table knife, cut the throat
of Role, who lay next to the wall, and who, as well as him
wite, was fast asleep. Fortunately the knife was not very
sharp, and the young man was awoke by the knife passing
across his throat, before a sufficiently deep incision had been
effected to prove fatal. He put out his hand to save him-
self, when the end of one of his fingers was nearly cut off,
and he then sprang out of bed and ran into an adjoining house
for help. The prisoner in the course of the same morning was
brought up forexamination at the Borough Court, where, in
addition to the above facts, the following evidence was given.—
Ellen Thompson stated that she lived at 55, Clarendna-st.
she said Royle (the prosecutor), came running to their door,
and asked if they could find a policeman. He was bleeding
profusely from a wound in the neck, and stated that his
mother-in-law had been attempting to cut his throat.—W.
Court, a police-constable, stated that he was called in by the
last witness, and went to the prisoner's house, where he found
her sitting by the bed-side. He told her what she was
charged with, and took her into custody. She accompanied
him willingly, merely observing, " Very well, take your
time, and I'll come with you."—lnspector Lightfoot pro-
duced the shirt worn by Reyle at the time, and which was
covered with blood.—Superintendent Taylor said when he
saw the prisoner he cautioned her of the use that might be
made of any confession, and then asked if she had any
voluntary statement she wished to make. She answered,
" I hardly know what I'm doing, I'm sure, for all sides, for
he only wants to get my property from me, and won't wait
till my death." The knife produced in court was very
blunt, but of large size, and the wound inflicted on Royle's
throat was from two to three inches in length, but had not
penetrated the windpipe. The prisoner was remanded till
yesterday, when a more full investigation took place, and
the prisoner was committed fur trial at the next Liverpool
assizes, on the charge of attempting to commit murder.