The Sun.
London, England, 1838-09-26 00:00:00

POLICE INTELLIGENCE

MANSION-HO USE.
A poor, wretched-looking native of Persia, named Lazar
Ovanich, was brought to the police •room by two gentlemen,
who met him in the street i■ the most wretched condition,
having nothing to cover him but a piece of an old blanket.
His countenance was one of remarkable melancholy, and his
beard, which was as black as jet, flowed over his breast.
The gentlemen, one of whom understood the Turkish lan-
guage, with which the unfortunate object was slightly ac-
quainted, stated that if it had not been for some benevolent
persons at the Roman Catholic Chapel in Moorfields, he must
have died of starvation, and that they learned from him that
he came over to this country from Persia, where he had been
a farmer, to look for his brother, Jussuff Ovanich, whom he
understood to be merchandising somewhere in London, and
from whom he expected assistance.
The LORD MAYOR asked what means the poor man had
taken to find out his brother ? The gentlemen believed he
was in the habit of walking about the neighbourhood of the
Royal Exchange, and looking amongst the foreigners. He,
however, could get no account of any such person, and would,
if not assisted, perish in the streets. There was no Minister
from Persia in this country to whom to apply for an order to
send the man home, so that his condition was the most de-
plorable. He knew not a human being in this vast city, and
actually had the appearance, when seen by the two gentlemen,
of one who had dropped from the sky, so totally desolate was he.
The LORD MAYOR gave the unhappy stranger some silver,
and expressed a hope that, for a person so destitute and help.
less, the friends of distressed foreigners would send in a few
contributions to defray the expense of sending him to his own
country.

HA7' TON-GARDEN.
Yesterday Dennis Collins, a rough-looking Irishman, was
brought up by Restieaux, No. 49 E division, charged with
having committed a brutal assault upon Mary Connor, his
daughter-in-law, and her child, eighteen months old.
Inspector Jenkins stated that Connor attended at the sta-
tion-house and made the charge, but she refused to come for-
ward to prosecute.
Mr. WITHAM inquired the nature of the assault.
Restieaux said it was most brutal. He quarrelled with
Connor, when he seized hold of the infant, and throwing it
upon the ground he kicked it on the head, and injured it so
seriously that it was taken to St. Giles's workhouse. It was a
common practice when Irish people quarrelled in St. Giles's,
to take children and dash them revengefully on the ground.
Mr. WITHAM (to the prisoner)—What have you to say for
such cowardly and brutal conduct? Collins—Sure I was
drunk, and I didn't know what I did. I have supported
Connor and her two childer ever since her husband was killed,
and will support them still as long as I am able through
hard work.
Inspector Jenkins said he was a hard-working man, and his
statement was true.
Collins—Faith, then, I wouldn't harm the hair of their
heads.
Mr. \VITHAIS said it was lucky for him that there was no
one to prosecute, or he might be severely punished ; but as he
was so kind es to support his daughter-in-law, and her two
orphan children, he would discharge him.
Collins—Heaven bless your honour. I'll stick to them as
long as I live, and never bate them any more.