The Sun.
London, England, 1801-10-31 00:00:00

aan it gon his hack, with bleed running sown his
slde. I stood in amazement. The Prisoner at the
Bar came from his bed-chamber, and said, " I have
done it." I had nor said any thing to him before
that time. He said twice over, ".1. have done
He came then from his bed-chamber, and he Lid
in hib hand a pistol, Which I took from him. I ex-
amined the pistol, and it was discharged. Looking
about the room, I saw a broken pistol lying on a
chest of drawers. Another person of the name of
Coates came into the room. The Serjeant-Major,
M'Kenzie, came and ordered the Prisoner into our
custody. The broken pistol was then examined :
there had been some prime in it. I put in the rain-
rod ; I found a ball in it. I took the ball out, and
some paper on it, but there was no powder in the
pistol. The Prisoner demanded the Pistols which I
had taken from him ; he said he had bought them,
and he said he wanted to lock them in his own
room."

Maly Liimb swore—cc I am the Widow of the
deceased. On the ad of Onober I got' up in the
morning a little before seven ; I had slept with my
husband the over night. I saw the Prisoner at the
Bar walking about the room, and .1 observed that
he was swearing, and apparently in a very ill tem.
Fier. He was in the Common-room. I asked him
what was the mater ? He told Me he would turn
me out of the room if I said another word. My
husband was then in bed, and asleep, as I thought.
I then looked round to see if my husband
.was stir-
ring, and it appeared that he was. The Prisoner
then rushed upon him, and forced a pistol into his
hand : the deceased said, " What is this for i" and
threw the pistol away into the Common:.room—
My husband was then, dressing himself. The Pri-
soner rushed up towards the door of my husband's
apartment, anti fired at him, and then looking at me,
Said; " I have done it." Upon which I cried out
" Murder I" My husband fell direaly, and never
spoke, 1. it 'expired. I saw the whole of it. The
Prisoner had been in the Hospital four Or-five years, I
believe. God knows what ill-will there was between
him and the deceased. The Prisoner always ap-
peared to me t&-be a solid man. I took him to be
as solid as posSible." •
Charles Coates swore, "1 wort into the room
of the deceased the morning of his death. He lay
on his back, and was quite dead when I i-awhim,,

for he never moved either hand or foot. After I
had looked at the body, the Prisoner came to me
towards the bedroom, and began to say something
which I cannot repeat positively the words, but
he said " I am the man, or the person," or to that
effea.: I asked him immediately why he shot
the man ? and he said to me, to the effeft I have
said—l understood him, from his own words,
" that he had done it."-.-When I said, " Good
God, you have killed him ; he is quite dead, how
could you do it ?" he said " I gave him a pistol
for him to fight like a man, but he threw it down
and I. fired." When he first spoke, Ne,was so little
agitated, that I could almost have thought that he
was joking with me : afterward he walked up and
down the room, and appeared much more agitated.
He said a 'little more to the efre(a I have •already
stated. I heard him say, " I am satisfied with it."
The Surgeon of Chelsea Hospital, whose name we
could not hear, swore that he examined the body
of the deceased after his death, and observed that a
ball had entered his left side, and passed through
one of the vessels of the heart, which unquestion-
ably occasioned his death.
Being asked, what he thought, from his experi-
ence of the disposition of the Prisoner, was the
state of his mind at the time of this event ? he said
" I .never observed any thing in the condua of the
Prisoner at the Bar, to induce me to believe he was
deranged—l never had the least idea of it—l had
known him far several years."
The Prisoner being asked what he had
,to say in
his defence, said." My Lord, from repeated -in-
sults, I prepared a case of• pistols, according to
what I had in,fritioned to him, which was merely
that I should be prepared at any time he chose to
make at/end of the quarrel between us, which was
to be on the ad of 06tober ; on which morning he
in a tyrannical manner, came out. I told him I was
prepared with a case of pistols, and I would give
him a choice of the two, and retire to the other
and of the room.--I sheered him the pistols—
handed them to him :—says I to him " take
your choice of the two ;" on which he violent-