The Express.
London, England, 1849-04-02 00:00:00

ASSIZE INTELLIGENCE.

THE STANFIELD HALL MURDERS.
TRIAL OF RUSH.
NORFOLK ClRCUlT.—Nonwics, SATtIiDAT.
Before Berm nom.
(From the Sunday Times.)
TII111) DAY'S PROCZEDINOB.—It remained for this morn
keg fully to develops the extraordinary intone* which his
been erected by this trial, for Saturday is !gasket day at
Norwich, and whom in no other part of the country do so
many persons amenable for the transaction of business. To-
day they were prompted by the double desire of doing busi-
ness and catching a glimpse of the prisoner Rush. Unaware
of the previous arrangements, is accordance with which the
moot subtotal erase were kid doers by the county ui
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M thousands mumbled before the court as early
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6 *Meek la the morning, anxiously awaiting the opening
alb, dews.
The jury, on entering the court this morning, presented a
dismal appearsece. The persons selected were, with scarcely
as exception, rumen, whose principal duties consist in
roaming through the &Ids in open air. At the close of the
protrared sittings of the second day they seemed greatly
exhausted, and they were much more so this morning. After
being in the eastody of the sheriff's " hound bailiff " all
night, at the Maid's Head Inn, they rose this musk'Block,
shortly before five o'clock, and, by way of exercise, were
mauled round the Code-walk, in the custody of the officers
and a dosen javelin men.
The prhoug Rush having been called, be wu again put to
the bar. He sseesed to have lost little or none of his natural
selferememlon, and coolly bowed to one or two of his so-
quaintances, whom he recognised in the body of the court.
He drew out, and arranged, his papers on the front of the
dock, and quietly took his seat. He had been engaged nearly
ell the night in writing in his cell Precisely at nine o'clock
Baron Rolfe catered the court. On the bench with the
learned judge, were the Lord Chief Baron of the Court of
Exchequer (in private attire), the Earl of Leicester (lord
lieutenant of the county). the Marquis of Hastings, Lord
Huntiegileld, the Earl of Cadogan, the Bishop of Norwich,
the Dean of Norwich, the Archdeacon of Norwich, the Hon.
F. Cadogan, Mr. Cottinghun (magistrate of the London
Southwark police-court), and a large number of els
and whof the puce. There was also • large stun=
of Li appeared to watch the proceedings with great
interest.
Emily Sandford, alias the Widow James, whose evidence
occupied the whole of yesterday, was again placed in the
witnen-box, where she was accommodated with a seat. She
seemed to be in a feinting—indeed, in an almost exhausted—
condition. She looked deadly pale, the result of the excite-
ment to which she has recently been subject. combined with
the effects of her recent confinement. She was attended by
Mn. Bryant, the matron of Bridewell, who eat beside her
during the whole of the proceediegs, with the exception of a
few minutes, when required by Rush to absent herself. At
soon as Bully Sandford took her the prisoner darted a
half-defying, half-affectionate planes at her ; ho appeared
somewhat moved at first, but having recovered himself he
fixed his rare intently upon the poor girl, who immediately
burst into tears.
The prisoner then prepared for the continuation of his
cross-examination, remarking, however, to the judge, "My
lord, I saw a with** named Stanley in court yesterday. 1
hope he nosy be ordered out of court to-day."
The Judge.—Certainly. When he comes in you may
mention it to me, and I will order him to withdraw.
After some conversation as to the order of procedure, the
prieoner continued to cresseexunine Emily Sandford.
Prisoner.—Do you moonset my coming to the door
of your bed-room on the night of the murder and talk-
ing to you without going into bed ?
Witness—No; not after the second time of which I spoke.
Prisoner.—Now, recollect yourself. Upon your solemn
oath—you know this is a most important thing—did I not
seneousething to yen there ? Witness.—No; you did not.
Prisoner.—Did I not come up that night an I give you a
box of inciter matches?
Witness.—l do not recollect you givirg me them at all.
Prisour.—Do you remember me saying anything about
draughts that evening ? Witness.—No • Ido net.
Prisoner.—Have you seen a draught.tioierd in the parlour
sines the night of the murder? Witness—No.
Prisoner—At the time I was talking about my poor mo-
ther and children, whet other conversation rued ?
Witness—l don't recollect.
Prisoner—Did you hear any other names mentioned ?
Witness—No, I don't remember that I did.
Prisoner—Now I will ask you to recollect what took
place in the room when we were sitting so long together. I
will ask you when your watch was when you were at Stan-
field-hall ?
Witness—l had my watch with me.
Prisoner—Did you not look at it all the time ?—Witness
—No.
Prisoner—Do you recollect whether it was going at that
time ? Witness—No.
Prisoner—Do you recollect seeing two letters at Potseh,
returned from the dead letter.oince, addressed to Mrs. Jenny
and Mrs. Clarke, a solicitor's wife ?
Witness—Yes, I do, and I made copies of them at the
time.
Prisoner—Are these the copies you made (handing them
to witness) ? Witness—Yes.
Prisoner—Do you thick I was out half the time on the
Tues lay night (the night of the murder) as I was on the
previous night ?
Witness—Yon were out a much shorter time on Monday
than on Tuesday. Yon returned home about the same time.
Judge—About the same hoar, you mean ?—Witnesi :
Yes.
Judge—Therefore, he went out rather later on Motley
than on Tuesday. Is that what you mean ?
Witness.—Yes, exactly so, my lord. On Monday I neked
him not to he out so long, as it was my birthday.
Prisoner—Whereabouts in the room was the easy chair
when you sat on my knee and I kissed you ?
Witness—At the corner of the table.
Prisoner—When we were in Mylneureet, London. Cid
you not have a great deal of game brought up after I had
been out shooting ?
Witnem—Yes, a good, deal ; you usol to bring it up your-
self.
prisoner—Reeollect what took place about poachers at the
time I talked about the story of Bruce.
Witness—l told you I thought there was something else
than poaching.
Prisoner—Was that on the night of the murder., or on the
Friday previous ?
Witness—Os the night of the murdere.
Prisoner—Who told you I was going to send you to
France ?
Witness—A brother of mine coma and told me at the
Bridewell.
The witness here seemed to he quite overpowered, and
burst into tears, which flowed freely for a few minutes end
caused a little delay.
Judge (to the prisoner)—l wish to explain to you, as you
are net familiar with these matters as we are, that any
points you make you very much weaken by the irrelevant
questions you ask. Yon run great risk, in making these
questions, of hurting yourself, and weakening the effect you
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Prisoner (to the witness)—When did you last see the Rev.
Mr. Pestle, the magistrate ?
Witnew—Two or three days before the trial.
Prisoner—Was that at the Bridewell ? Witten—Yes, it was.
Rush requested that Mn. Bryant might retire for a few
moment', and that request having been complied with, he
proceeded to examine the witness as to what had passed in
the Bridewell.
Prisoner—Did lire. Bryant ever ask you what was to be-
come of you after this affair war over ?
Witness—No, Mrs. Bryant merely told me to keep up my
spirits, and go through it without fear.
Prisoner—Did Mr. Wilson ever say anything as to where
you would live after the trial? Witness—No.
(Mrs. Bryant here returned to her seat by the pr.sener'e
side.)
Prisoner—Have you not frequently, during it e last year,
written copies of letters fir me to Mr. Jeremy?
Witness—Yes, I have written several letters for you.
Judge—You have made a copy of ell the prisoner's letters
to Mr. Jenny and to other people ?
Witness—Yes, of almost aIL
Prironer—Have you not known of me receiving letters
from Mr. Jenny ?
Witness—Some time before the murder I have seen letter
from Mr. Jermy, Jan ; at least I was given to understud
they were from Mr. Jermy. I did not read them, and I did
not know his handwriting.
Prisoner—Have you not seen a letter from the lat. Rev.
George Preston to me in a soiled envelope—Mr. Preston
was Mr. Jersey's father? Witness—Yes.
Prisoner—Do you recollect seeing this part of the enve-
lope (handing it to her) ?
Witness—Yes, and this is my handwriting upon it.
Prisoner—Do you recollect me writing to tell Mr. Jenny
what I had dons
Wituese—Yes • I remember you writing to that effect.
Prisoner—Where was the last place you saw any of my
papers ?
Witness—l have seen a great many of your papers on the
tables, but I don't know what they were abut.
Prisoner—When did you first see them on the tables ?
Witness—About the Thursday after the murder, I think.
Prisoner—Wu any one in the room at the time ?
Witness—Yes; Colonel Oakes, your son, and several other
persons.
Prisoner—did you see them again on the Friday ? Wit-
ness—Yes.
Prisoner—Who was there at that time ?
Witness—There were maul policemen about.
Prisoner—So that every one could go to the papers, and
lock at them, if they liked ? Witness—Yes.
Prisoner—Did you look at my of the papers, to tee what
they were about?
Witness—l saw a letter from your son to your daughter.
Prisoner—Did you see any of the letters relating to the
estate, or anything of that son ? Witness—No.
Prisoner—Did you not see me with a book a few days be-
fore I left Potash, covered with parchment, having wr.t'en
on it " Isaac Jermv's executor's account" ?
Witness—l sew it the day before the murder.
Judge—Did it look like an account book? Witness—Yes,
my_ lord.
Prisoner—What was in it? Witness—l don't remember.
Prisoner—Did you see me take some leaves from that
book, and make a parcel of them ?
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