The Express.
London, England, 1853-04-07 00:00:00

MARYLEBONE.

A labourer who refused toicesaay other name than
Robert, was charged on his own confemion with murdering
his wife.
Battersby, 4 D, said—At a quarter past three this morn-
log the prisoner came to the station-house, being quite
sober, and requested me to hear a statement which he
desired to make. After being duly cautioned he said I and
m wife Mary went into a lodging-house in Blair's-close,
Old-town, Edinburgh, at half-past twelve on the morning
of lit of last January. I gave her five shillings, and told
her to get me some supper. I then went out and returned
in the course of half an hour, when I found that my wife
had not provided supper as I expected she would have
done. I asked her what she had done with the money, but
received from ber nothing more than abuse. I sat down
and smoked my pipe for an hour or so, and let her go on as
long as she liked. She got so enraged at my not saying
anything to her that she stied out, "Speak to me--speak
to me, or I shell bunt." She then dew at me and scratched
my face. I seised her by the wrists and held her down en
the seat, and said to her, Now, Mary, this is the last row
lou and I will have ;" and I told her that I would go and
eave her. She still went on, thinking that I was not in
earnest about going. I reasoned with her a long while, and
on my at last leaving the room she followed me. By the
time I had got to the bottom of the stairs she reached
me, and, laying hold of m arm, said, i" Where thou
gout there will Igo too." She clung to me, and I
shook her off and she fell down the stain ; m fact, I threw
ber down. I did not know that the stain were there ; it
was quite dark. She gave a scream. I rushed to the stairs
and spoke to her, but she gave me no answer. I then went
I up and got a light, and on my return I found her senseless.
1 dare say there was life in her, and that's all. I carried her
upstairs and laid her on the bed. She was then quite dead.
I wag afraid of being taken up for the murder, so I took
the light down stairs and found in the cellar a heap of rub-
bish and ashes. I lifted up some of the flag stones, and
having dug a hole, about three feet deep, I fetched my wife
down and put her into the hole; after which I covered her
up, and put the stones down again in their proper places. I
then mixed the earth with the ashes and rubbish, which I
threw over the stones. I then left the house.

There was no other evidence, and the prisoner, who de-
clined to add anything to his contention, was remanded.

LAMBETH.
A well-dressed, middle-aged female, whose countenance
was tattooed with the marks of Anger nails, and bore other
signs of serious punishment, applied for a summons
against a female named Huntley, for having inflicted the
injuries on her.
The applicant stated that some time ago her husband,
William Turner, • blacksmith, had purchased Mrs. Hunt-
ley from her husband for a pot of beer and a threepenny
pie, and to make room fur his purchase he had turned her,
his lawful wife, out of doors. The consequence was that
the applicant was oblided to go to service, while Dim
Huntley was kept in silks and satins and a watch by her
side. On the evening before, while on an errand for her
mistress, she accidentally met with Mrs. Yinntley, who com-
menced abusing her, and ultimately tore her bonnet to
ribbons, and served her as she then appeared.
Mr. Elliott granted the summons as requested.

ANTONIA RAILWAY —Traffic for wok es&
24, 186 S, 1W ; 1862,1801.