The Sun.
London, England, 1840-07-21 00:00:00

MIDDLESEX SESSIONS.

THE QUEEN V. EARL WALDEGRAVE AND CAPTAIN
W. DUFF.

A Bill against the above defendants was preferred
yesterday before the Grand Jury, and in the course of
the morning they came into Court and returned true
bills for an assault upon Wheatley the policeman, at
Hampton Court, on the 9th of June.
Mr..Edmunds having announced in Court that a true
Will had been found,
Mr. Bodkin said the prosecution had been instituted
by the Commissioners of Police, and that the bill was
preferred at the last sessions, but owing to the absence
of the prosecutor, through mistake, it was ignored by
the Grand Jury.
Mr. Bodkin said be had to apply to the Court to
direct that process should issue against the defendants.
,The Chairman, B. SMITH, Esq., said he did not know
that the issuing of process would follow as a matter of
course.

Mr. Bodkin said it was not intended to apprehend
the defendants, but to give them notice that the Grand
Jury had found a Bill against them for an assault, and
that process had been issued thereon ; they would
therefore be required to put in bail to answer the
charge.
The CHAIRMAN said, and when they have done that
they may traverse the indictment until the next sessions.

Mr. Bodkin said that would be done as a matter of
course.

The process of the Court was ordered to issue against
the defendants.

POLICE INTELLIGENCE.

MANSION-HOUSE.

AN ODD ADVENTURE.--Yesterday a young man,
named, William Cunningham, aged 18, and a young
woman, named Mary Ryan, aged 17 years, were brought
before the Lord Mayor, upon suspicion of having
run away from the city of Cork with the property of
an old gentleman.

Mrs. Alary Grant, a Cork woman of respectable
appearance, who stated that she was in the habit of
coming to London occasionally, to buy old clothes in
Cutler-street, Houndsditch, for the Cork market, de-
posed, that a few days ago she received a letter from
her next-door neighbour in that city, informing her that
Mary Ryan had roSbed her master of 801., and eloped
with William Cunningham. To her great surprise, she
met the " pair of 'em" in the streets of London, and
thinking that the Mayor might want to have a few
words with them on the matter, whispered the ao►ouot
of her knowledge to a policeman, who captured them
both,`and brought them before his Lordship, to answer
for what had happened to the old gentleman.
The female pr►soner seemed to be in great affliction,
and was unable to utter a word for some time.
The LORD MAYOR—WeII, Cunningham, you have
brought this girl into a dreadful condition ?
Cunninghain—Ah, then, won't you hear us. Now
there's Mary Grant that knows me from a child. Sure
she can tell your Lordship that there aint an lone-
center boy in England or in my own country either,
and its neither of us that would rob or know how to
commit a robbery.
Mrs. Grant—Oh, you know that I only know what
was wrote in the letter I got, and that said plain
enough that Mary Ryan found means to rob the ould
gentleman of his money, and that you and she walked
off with it, and here you arc sure enough.
Cunningham—Why alien, now, Mrs. Grant, by the
same token, will you show us the later that you got ?
Purdue:, your letter, Mrs. Grant,if you plase.
Mrs. Grant—Faith, then, I never keep any letter I
receive from my own country. Oh, no, its not me that
that would haVepeople looking over my correspondence.
Cunningham— There, now, look how delicate she is
She'd be ashamed to keep aletter that•called us thieves,
but she'd tell people soon enough that we were thieves
herself. Oh, then, Mrs. Grant, nr'nt you ashamed to
look at us ? Didn't you shake hands with us, and ax us
to go and drink tay with you ?
Mrs. Grant—Oh, indeed, and I did, because I thought
it best to get howld of you airy than to frighten the
spirit into the heels of the pair o' ye.—(Laughter.)
Cunningham—Oh, my Lord, never was there an in-
nocenter boy and girl nor both of us.
The LORD MAYOR—WeiI, how do you account for
being here in London with this girl ? Is she your wife ?
Cunningham—Not yet, my Lord ; not yet she ain't,

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hat'll support Ler like a gentlewoman acs long as people
v ears clothes upon their bac*, and I have got a finger
end thumb upon my hand. ,
The LOAD MAYORI have more trouble with pea
ple of your trade than with any others. I knew yon
were a tailor.

Cunningham—Oh, faith, then, I am, and she'll be Ike
ife of a tailor, too, afier she brings her gl agaigst tle
uld gentleman.

Ilia LORD MAYOR—What do you mean by ha dill ?
I think it is the old gentleman that will bring big bill
against her. _ .

Cunningham—Oh, the Lord. bless you! not at an,
tell you how it was from die beginning to the end.
Why, you see, your Lordship, she lived sarvant to du
ould gentleman, and (winking) they both lived alezi in
the house together; so you see the oyld gentlemata
often wanted to put the " some hither" tipon heArbut
she would not listen to him at an, until be purvailed
upon her wakeness to swallow a little drop of whisky
(winking again) ; so you understand how it setts. Well,
the poor thing was all over sorrow and grl4 and the
ould gentleman, thinking to put an ind to it, claps some
bank-notes in her lap, and then off she comfits- to me,
.al! full of sobbing and crying, and says she to me, "
can't bear to stay where I'm ruined,* says she, " and if
ou'il come and see tnn safe over to London, I'll pay
our passage, and give you share of my bed."
The LORD MAYoe—And you have been 111,:ng Es
man and wife ever since ?

CunningbamOh sartainly, I couldn't think of tript-
ing her any other way. She shall never have to throw
it in my face, that I brack my word with her. I'd
marry her the minute site bting-s " her bill" against the
ould gentleman for her " sclucement."

The LORD MAYOR—Oh, then, she intends to bring
her action for the liberty that was taken with her?
Cunningham—Oh to be sure she does, my Lerch
It's by my advice that she'll bring her bill, for pill e"e
she's obliged to fly from her own country for tho shaure,
of the thing.—(Laughter.)
The LORD MAYOR—Niery well, you shrill both be
locked iga in separate rooms, until we Lear from the old
gentleman.

The prisoners were then remanded, very much to the
dissatisfaction of Cunningham, who offered-, if he wete
liberated, to go back to Cork that moment, and settle
the whole. business in an amicahle way.