The Sun.
London, England, 1862-10-28 00:00:00

THAMES.

DARING ROBBERY BY COSTERMONGERS.—John Hurd
and James Jennings, costermongers, each about 19 years
of age, were brought before Mr. Selfe, on remand, charged
with entering a dwelling-house in the day-time and steal-
ing a table cover, a satin skirt, and other property valued
at £4.

It appeared from the evidence of Mrs. Rosa Myers, the
wife of Napthali Myers, of No. 19, Bedford-street, Step-
ney, that she was keeping a house for invalids for the
Baroness Rothschild, who maintained them at her own ex-
pense. On Monday, the 13th inst., Mrs. Myers left home,
and was away for three hours. On her return she found
the parlour window open and the room in great confusion.
The articles named in the charge sheet, which she valued
a t £4, were missing. The prosecutrix had left her parlour
window a little open when she left home for the purpose of
ventilating the room. The evidence against the prisoners
was positive. Ellen M'Grath, a respectable Irish girl only
10 years of age, and living with her mother at No. 18, St.
John's-place, Stepney, went out on the 13th instant to
fetch a half-pint of milk, and saw both prisoners leave Mrs.
Myers' dwelling, each with a bundle in his possession.
They ran down the street and went into separate houses of
ill-fame in the neighbourhood. The name of Jennings
was on one house, and Bachelor on the other.
When Hurd left the house of the prosecutrix
he spoke to the girl and begged of her not
to say anything. It also appeared that when the
prisoners were taken into custody they were put into a cell
with many others, and the girl picked them out from many
others. They had been in custody before, and were persons
of indifferent character.

The prisoners, in defence, said they knew nothing of the
robbery, and were not in Bedford-street on the 13th inst.
Mr. Selfe said he was quite satisfied with the statement
of Ellen M'Grath, and committed the prisoners for trial.

Among the wonders of art criticism that we all
hear this year in unexpected places, we came upon some
the other day from a nest of critics in a corner of an omni-
bus. A young Creole pronounced emphatically and
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sively that a certain work was by far the finest picture e
the Exhibition. " I don't remember who painterdedi ,p h
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