The Sun.
London, England, 1864-03-23 00:00:00

with several shillings. I suppose he must have spent a
sovereign or 255. on the Sunday and Monday.
George Hine, carter, lodging in Circus-street—Prisoner
came to my bed at half-past six in the morning. He awoke
me, and said, " George, I want you to fetch me some break-
fast." As I came down he put a sovereign into my hand.
I fetched bread, tea, sugar, and meat. I changed the so-
vereign in the Red Lion, Edgware-road, and had some
brandy. I brought it to the prisoner. When I got back
he said, "You can keep half a Jane' (half a sovereign)."
I gave him the change in silver On Friday morning he
gave me a handkerchief, and said if I did not pawn he
would, I replied, " You may as well give it to me, as it is
not worth much. He did give it, and a man named Elms-
lie pawned it. Afterwards he gave me a watch-chain and
seal, and I took them to Woolwich. Before I went there I
picked up with a man in Chapel-street, Edgware road, and
he sold the seal for a shilling, which he gave to me. When
I brought back the watch and chain on Saturday afternoon
from Woolwici. I saw the prisoner in Circus-street. I gave
him the watch and chain, and he went to the back place
and returned with the cases broken up and the works out.
On the Sunday some one was reading about the murder,
and the prisoner said, " What rogues they must be 1"
Inspeetor Thomas Edward Hindes—" On the 15th I went
with Sergeant White to Circus-street, where I apprehended
the prisoner. On the 16th I received a duplicate from the
witness Hine for the handkerchief ; the seal from 67,
Church-street, Woolwich ; and the pair of boots belonging
to the prisoner I received from a man named Taylor, There
is a spot, apparently of blood, on one of the boots.
Sergeant White, 16 D—On the 11th inst. I received this
iron bar (poker) from Mrs. Adams, at Marylebone station,
On examining it I found eight or nine greyish hairs at the
end. There are three or four there now.

Mary Adams, living at 6, Little Chesterfield-street—A
little boy, named Dingle, gave me this iron bar on Friday
afternoon, and I took it to the station.
Moses Charles Dingle, 7, Paddington-street, picked up
the bar in a puddle of water, in Little Chesterfield-street, at
about four feet £rom where deceased was found. It was
close by some blood.
Mrs. Adams recalled—l knew Mr. Duck. He lived at
No. 2. He had a chain with one seal hanging to it. It
had a red stone with letters doeply cut in. The portion of
the seal now produced is the same.
William Francis Faller, M.R.C.S., house-surgeon to the
Marylebone Infirmary—On Friday morning week, the 11th
March, at an early hour, the man Duck was brought in
partially insensible. I found he had three transverse cuts
on the back of the head. They were not done by a very
sharp instrument. He died at six o'clock on Friday even-
ing. The injuries, I imagine, must have been done by an
instrument like a hatchet or a hammer. I don't think the
iron produced could have caused the injuries.
Cecil Henning, assistant to Dr. Clarke, divisional

surgeon D division—l saw deceased on the morning of the
11th. I found him with three cuts, recently done, on the
back of the head, and each cut laid the head bare. I should
think the poker now produced might have caused the
wounds.
James Farris—l keep a laundry in Woodstock-mews,
and tie only one of that trade in the mews. I have not
employed or paid the prisoner any money within the last
twelve months.

This being the whole of the evidence,
Mr. Yardley said—Prisoner, you are charged with the
wilful murder of Joseph Duck—you have heard the evi-
dence given against you; you can say anything you may
think proper in your defence, but I must tell you that what-
ever you do say will be taken down in writing, and may
be given in evidence against you at your trial.
Prisoner—l say I never trusted Hine with any money of
mine, because I had a bad character of him. The people in
the kitchen said he (Hine) stole a pair of boots in Molyneux-
street from a young chap, and that is the reason ho went to
Circus-street to lodge. Hine said he was not going to get
nailed by Teddy White (the sergeant), because he said he
heard that Teddy was after him, and that was the reason he
kept away from there. That is all I want to say.
Mr, Yardley—You are committed for trial.
Prisoner then burst out crying, and buried his face in
his pocket-handkerchief, and so was led out to the cells by
Anster, the gaoler.
A dense crowd had assembled to see the prisoner go away
in the van to Newgate.