The Express.
London, England, 1859-11-07 00:00:00

THE POLICE COURTS.

(THIS DAY.)

MiLNSION-BOUSI.
13111.1ZLENZIST MID YOSOZIT.
Huey luck, • halitonahly.dressed and fast-looking
young sun, mud 22, us charged with nettling • cheque
for 301., which had been entrusted to him to pay into the
Beak of Ragland, on behalf of his employe., Mr. Walter
Logan. wine merchant, of 1, Limwstreet-squent.
The prosecutor having tree swore, said—The prisoner
has been in my service as clerk about eighteen or twenty
month.. sad 1 chugs him with stealing • cheque for 301.
Mr. Ok. (eating es chief clerk)—But what la the evidence ?
What do yoe know abut ft penguin ?
Prosecutor—Oh, I know nothing about It peraeaall7, ex-
cept that my wife gave it to hint to pay into the beak as site
wee passing through London to jig me at Bouloullt, sad
that she bad received it In Scotland from Sir Win. Maxwell.
The Lord Ida But that is no evideoce at .11 in a legal
sum. Where is Mr.. Logan ?
Prosecutor-8W is at Boulogne.
The Lord Mayor—Well, we mut have her here before you
eo substaatiate the charges.
Mr. Oke—Ualses you bane some other evidence,
Prosecutor—l have • letter which the prisoner net tome
the day steer, at Besieges, lw which she say., "The cheque
ter 301, which Mrs. Lope pee me had been dale paid into
the beak," mid I have my bank-book, which gluier, that the
cheque bee arm been paid in.
Mr. Ohs—Then that will do; put them in. (The letter
sad WAWA were put In accordingly.) Have you had any
oniversation inch him about It ?

Prosecutor—Yee; I asked him about it this morning, and
he than told me that he bad kept back as • oet-off in part
against a sum of 6M. which he advanced on my amount
to Mr. Stevenson, of Blogg and Martin's, but Mr. Stamm.
I. here, and will prove that there is no troth in that M►
went whatever.
Mr. Thoesse Stevenson said—l am principal clerk to the
tiro of Blow snd Martin, of 28, Buchlerobtuy, diamond
inerebents, and bey the phonier, but he haa never eilmniced
to me the *ma of &SI. en OGINALIII of Mr.
The Lord Meyer—was there an 1100011•LC;Ittlill re?
Witness—Thaw was aa account oa a bill, mid ea the 2&d
Sera. I bonded to the orlsoner 641. on monist of Mr. Logan.
The Lard Mayer—nem the payment was the other way
Witouse—Ts, sty kat
Prieosse—Did I use resolve your receipt for 661. ?
Witness—Ton bold my reamipt for a cheque for GU, which
you had es authority to draw, and which was dialamoured at
the Bank of Engird.
Tee Lad Mayer—Was the cheque drawn on the Bank of
Eneland?
Mr. Logan—Tau He had, dahlia my abssece, obtained •
&moor hook from the beak, and bin seed several of the
clone's, drawing la his own name fur me by procuration,
without hamag the slight/et eutbortiy to do on. An lama-
Option Is sow gain ea at the Bank of England, end I
r sthe houhl liosedtke the primmer to be reminded that I may know
_ _

TioeLard Moyer (to prisocee) —Have you scything to
ma Irby yen obeeht oat be ?emended I.
Feuer—No; I have oat had um* to conuanoicate with
He loy saboteur yet, sad 1 wish to do so.
was thee reoradod foos week.

SOUTH WARE.
BACTEVA AT AAAAA AA.
Astrir4 11srt, a .isitular-leohibg filename', wes brought
before Mr. Burettes,, charged with being drunk, and creating
a disturbance in the °diabolic chapel, Parker's-row, Lockheed.
A criastable of the M divislos nod that he was oti deity
yeeterday morning, stun he wee called into the chapel in
Perker's-row, Lockheed, where he eat, the prisoner jumping
&haat, making use of very disoordant noises. Perceiving
that he was drunk he took him into custody, sad he went
to the otitis's-house very (Wetly.
Mr. litirchate—Had lb. service begun ?
Constable—No, sir; but it wee about to commence when
the primmer entered.
Mr. Bereham—ie anybody present from the chapel to
issito say oomplamt sgiunid him t
Conatabis—Tiesre I, not, sir. The authorities of the cba-
pri merely wanted me to tab hint into custody, as he yes
drunk. I behove, sir. ha belongs to the congregation.
Mr. Surchson—Prieontr, what have yen to say in answer
to the charge P
Prisoner—Nothing plus your hamar'. wortchip. I went
to me prayers and nieliap I bad a neap tt» much, bat I wee
notdhronk.

Mr. Burehem—No cons Ippears against you from the
chapel, therefore you are Simbarg-rd , but mind you don't
go t prayers drunk again sr you will not get off so tautly.