The Sun.
London, England, 1837-07-19 00:00:00

Q UEEN-SQ UA RE.

W. M. Goodwin, a person known to the police, was
charged on Monday evening with having stolen a purse
containing a sovereign, some silver, and other articles, the
property of Russell Scott, Esq.
The offence was committed in Great George-street, at
the instant her Majesty was leaving the House of Lords.
The delinquent put his hand into the carriage and stole
the purse. The prisoner was seen running at the time, and
was pursued, but run between the carriages, where the
purse was found; in a spot which he had. passed, together
with his hat.

The prisoner, who denied the offenie, was discharged, it
being considered that there was no case against him suf-
ficient to detain him.

MARLBOROUGH-STREET.

Yesterday evening, on Mr. CONANT taking his seat, a
man dressed in a General's uniform, and who gave his name
James Robertson, was charged with an assault on Mr.
Thomas Bradfield, a highly respectable gentleman, and
with being drunk and disorderly.
It appeared that the prisoner, who is in the service of
Sir George Murray, and who had been by him invested
with the command of a band of discharged men of the Spa-
nish Legion, and a lot of ragamufflins, who had been col-
leCted at a considerable expense by the Tory candidate to
make a formidable display on the day of election, was
blocking up the pathway yesterday morning, when he was re-
monstrated with by an old man, to whom he only replied by
pushing him forcibly forward, and otherwise ill-using him ;
on seeing which Mr. Bradfield, the complainant, interfered,
and was met with the lowest abuse ; and the prisoner shook
his fist in his face, endeavoured to draw his sword, and used
the coarsest language towards him.

The prisoner:•m; being asked what he had to say, re-
plied that the prosecutor had sworn falsely—that he was
insulted first, by the prosecutor saying, " Sir George had
no chance." Feeling as a man, as an officer, and a gentle-
man should feel, he naturally replied hastily, but without
any coarse language ; for Sir George, with whom he was
on the most intimate terms, could prove such a thing was
impossible.
_ _

Mr. CONANT—You were drunk, I suppose? Prisoner—
Not drunk, Sir, indoed ; but merely labouring under elec-
tioneering and Conservative excitement.
Mr. CONANT—I am sorry that the old man you first as-
saulted is not here, or I should have locked you up ; but
as you were drunk, you must be fined ss.
Mr. Bradfield—But I charge him with an assault.
Mr. CONANT—I did not hear a word about that.

thougiit;;;;aid Co was drunk (as if a drunken man was to
assault one ;Tith impunity).
Mr. Bradfield—Yes, Sir, he was drunk.
Mr. CONANT—WeII, then, he js fined ss.

here a gentleman of Sir G. Alurray's Committee ob-
served, that they had thought yesterday of giving the pri-
soner a sword of the same materials as the rest of the Com.
mittee—wood—and he assured the Magistrate that Mr
Prosser said that the swords of the Committee were en-
tirely useless.

gr. CONANT could not allow the public peace to be dis-
turbed by election squabbles, and hoped the prisoner would
not be allowed the sword again.
Here the Committee-man paid the fine, and received the
General's ;word, and afterwards adjourned with the other