The Sun.
London, England, 1862-11-07 00:00:00

WESTMINSTER.

DARING GAROTTE ROBBERY.—Two persons of ruffianly
appearance, giving the names of Edward Marks and John
Lane, were placed at the bar, charged with a most daring
garotte robbery.
The prosecutor's face bore marks of the shocking vio-
lence with which ho had been treated by those who had
attacked him.

Prosecutor said—My name is Maehael Murray, I live at
5, Simmond-street, Chelsea. I had been to the Teatotal-
hall in George-street, Chelsea, on Monday evening, but
did not return home until about a quarter past one onTues-
day morning. I came home through Sloane-square and
into Simmond-street, where I was attacked by a gang of
ruffians.

Mr. Paynter—How many were there of them ?
Prosecutor—Four.

Mr. Paynter—Did they all attack you at once, pro-
secutor ?

Prosecutor—As I entered Simmond-street, the prisoner
Marks left the others, and suddenly crossed over to me.
I tried to get a little on one side, when he suddenly sprang
behind me and caught me with both hands tightly round
the throat.

Mr. Paynter—Had you an opportunity of giving any
alarm ?

Prosecutor—l had not. I tried to call out, but could
not ; he pressed my throat very severely, and dragged my
head back.

Mr. Faynter—What did the others, his companions, do?
Prosecutor—Directly he got my head back the other
ruffians came and ransacked my pockets. They took my
watch and money, and everything I had of value. I tried
to stoop down or to hang my head forward to look at the
men, but I could not, and was much hurt in the endea-
vour. Lane was one of the men who attacked me.
Mr. Paynter—What next occurred after they had robbed
you?
Prosecutor—After they had taken all they wanted
Marks struck me; he had some hard substance in his
hand. I can't tell what it was, but I was felled to the
ground senseless.
Mr. Paynter—Were the whole of the injuries you have
about your person inflicted at that time ?
Prosecutor—They were, and within three doors of my
own house, where I went as soon as I was sufficiently re-
covered to get up.
Mr. Payntcr—How long had you seen any of the men
before they made this attack upon you ?
Prosecutor—I never saw one of them until after
I had crossed Sloane-square. I thought I at first
caught the shadow of a man by my side as I entered
Simmond-street, and then I saw all of them on the other
side. I thought, as it was cold, they were making haste
home, and I turned half round to look at them, and quick-
ened my own pace.

Mr. Paynter—Uid they come out of a house?
Prosecutor—l can't say. They were upon me all on a
sudden. I thought I heard footsteps just before.
Mr. Poynter—What age aro you?
Prosecutor—l am 54.

Inspector Bu'ler—His throat is in a very bad state, and
he has been confined to his bed ever since this occurrence.

Mr. Paynter—De you wish a remand, Mr. Butler ?
Inspector Butler—lf you will grant a remand I will pro-
duce what further evidence I have upon the re-examination.
It your worship wishes I can go further with the case now.
Mr. Punter—There is quite sufficient to remand them
upon.

Prisoner Lane—He said when he was at the station lase
night be only supposed I was one of the men.
Prosecutor—l said it was you.
The prisoners were remanded till to •morrow week.