The Sun.
London, England, 1837-08-25 00:00:00

WORSHIP-STREET.

Yesterday Mr. &mud Bowles, a salesman in New-
gate-market, appeared before Mr. Conn, a County Ma-
gistrate, this being the third examination, for refusing to
support his illegitimate offspring, Georgiana Davenport, de-
scribed as a lunatic, and now a pauper at Miles's Lunatic
Asylum at the expense of the parish of St. Luke's.
„fitter hearing the arguments on both sides, the order was
confirmed. The defendant appeared against the decision.

HATTON-GARDEN.
Mary Pagan, a decent-looking woman, about forty years
of age, was brought to the office in the custody of Baylis,
the officer of this establishment, charged by Elizabeth
Short, a pert, fresh-coloured, pretty faced girl, about 19 or
20 years of age, with having t.ssaulted her.
The office was crowded to hear the examination, and
amongst them was an elderly, pale-faced, decriped elderly
man upon crutches, who seemed to feel great interest in
the case.

The complainant stated, with flippancy, that she resided
in St. Helena-place, Clerkenwell, and she was employed to
nurse the defendant's husband, and on Monday morning
last, she rushed into her room, and struck her violently.
Mr. LAING—Did you give her no provocation ?—Com-
plainant—None whatever, your Worship.
Mr. LAING—Have you got any witnesses ?—Mr. Pagan
(the decrepid old gentleman, on crutches)—Will you allow
me to speak ?

Mr. LAING inquired who he was ; and being informed
that he was the defendant's husband, his evidence was dis-
pensed with. Mr. Laing said he suspected that there was
something at the bottom of all this, and he asked the de-
fendant what she bad to say ?—Defendant—My husband
has deserted me, and, having heard that he was living with
Elizabeth (the complainant), I came to London from
Greenwich, and ascertained where they were living, and,
o❑ proceeding to the house, I knocked at the room door,
which being opened, I found my husband in bed ; the com-
plaint ryas undressed, and her
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—Oh, dear no ; I only
to prove it.

She here called a girl about nine Yet:.'s of age as witnrss
to the fact, and

Mr. LAING asked her where wicked peoplewho told
lies would go after their death ? Witness, after e,-.nsidor.
able hesitation, replied to hell. She was then sworn.
Mr. LAING—Pray what do you know of the partite
Witness—l am first cousin to Elizabeth.
Mr. LAING—Do you know the defendant ? 'Witness
—Yes ; she is my aunt.
Mr. LAING—Does her husband live with Elizabeth ?
Witness (hesitatingly)—She only lives in the same room.
Mr. LAING—On your oath, does she sleep with him?
Witness—No, your worship.
Mr. LAING—Does she sleep with him in the sarn
room ? Witness—No, she only goes there with him.
Mr. LAING—How many beds are there in the room
Witness—Only one.
Mr. LAlNG—Where does Elizabeth go to when your
uncle leaves to go to bed ? Witness—To the same room, Sir.
Mr. LAING—Does she remain there ? Witness (simply)
—Yes, Sir, to nurse him.—(La4,llter.)
Elizabeth looked " unutterable thins," whilst the old
g.”itlemap pn crutches said ho wished to speak ; and, bob.