The Sun.
London, England, 1851-08-12 00:00:00

POLICE INTELLIGENCE. •
MANSION-HOUSE.
Henry Page, a young man of respectable appear-
ance and address, was brought before the Lord Mayor
in the custody of City policeman Fenning, 565,
charged with having fired a loaded pistol at John
Francis Hackie with intent to kill and murder him.
John Francis Hache—l am a bootmaker, and carry
on business at Boulogne. I am now staying at the
Monument Hotel in Fish-street-hill. I came to
town on Saturday morning at ten o'clock, from Bou-
logne, in the Seine steamer, and arrived at London-
bridge-wharf, and I went to transact the business I
came about, as I intended to return yesterday morn-
ing. I. returned to London-bridge-wharf at quarter
to six in the evening of the day I arrived to fetch
away the key of my portmanteau, which I had for-
gotten, and was coming back to the Monument Hotel
when I met the prisoner at the back of the church.
He came up and shook hands with me, and asked
me how I was, and I returned the compliment. I
then asked him if he had any news. Ido not re-
collect whether he replied or not. We walked to-
gether about twenty yards, and I suppose be stood
behind a yard or two. I then, finding that he was
not alongside of me, looked back to see where he was,
and I saw a pistol in his hand, which he immediately
fired at me. I observed him after he had fired aim the
pistol at me, and then I was more frightened than I
was at first.
The Louis MAYOR—How long have you known
the prisoner ?
The prosecutor--I became acquainted with him
some time about Christmas last, when we were both
living at 37, Fish-street-hill, which is kept by Mr.
Unsworth, and where I was in the habit of residing
when I came to town.
The LORD MAYOR—Is he a married man ?
The prosecutor—l know nothing about him, but
from being occasionally in the house, 37, which is a
coffeee-house,
The LORD MAYOR—Have you had any quarrel
with him ?
The prosecutor—No.
The LORD MAYOR—Has he ever threatened to do
you any injury ?
The prosecutor—He has not threatened me in my
presence, but he has threatened me to several other
parties. Last Saturday week, when I landed here
from Boulogne I was told something of the kind
would happen, but I did not take any notice of it. I
did not apprehend any such thing.
The LORD MAYOR—There must have been some
cause for such an act ?
The prosecutor—l believe it to have arisen from
jealousy about a young woman who is living at 37,
Fish-street-hill. It is jealousy without a cause.
The LORD MAYOR—Do you mean that he suspected
you were paying too much attention to a young wo-
man to whom he was paying his addresses ? The
prosecutor—l do.
The LORD MAYOR—Have you had any words
with him about her ? The prosecutor—No. We
had no words. Yesterday week he and I met and
spent much of the day together. We were friends
all day.
The LORD MAYOR—And you were talking about
the lady, I suppose, in the course of your conversa-
tion ? The prosecutor—The conversation of the
whole day was about her. He told me he supposed
that I was going to marry her. I told him that I
had no intention of the kind, and that I was ready
and willing to give him any proof with which he
might be satisfied that I meant no such thing.
The Loan MAYOR—Do you believe that he con-
sidered you wanted to supersede him in her affections ?
The prosecutor—l do believe so.
The LORD MAYOR—Are you paying your addresses
to her ? The prosecutor—Not after what I found out.
The LORD MAYOR—What conversation have you
bad with the lady since ? The prosecutor—On the
Monday week, after the conversation with him, the
prisoner wished me to go to her to induce her to come
and meet him, and show that what I said was correct.
I did so, and she agreed to come at six o'clock the
same evening. I went accordingly to her at six
o'clock in the evening, and then she told me she had
changed her mind and would not keep the engage.
ment. I then went to the prisoner, and told him
what her determination was, and we spent four hours
together that night. He said to me that she was
playing with both us. I said to him, "Do not men-
tion both of us, as I am not in the same position you
are." He wished me to have half an hour's conversa-
tion with her es to a promise which he said she had
made to him. I have not had that conversation with
her. I went on the Sunday night to see my father,
who was at 37, Fish-street-hill. The prisoner came
into the house about a quarter of an hour afterwards.
She was then taking her supper, and I bad supper at
the same table with her. I said to her, " Why do
you not ask him to have some supper ?" and she said
she would ; but whether she did or not I do not
know. He was at the bar for a little while, and he
suddenly disappeared, and I never saw him since that
time till Saturday last, as I have mentioned.
The Loup MAYOR—What is the
.lady's Christian
name ? The prosecutor—l do not know. She is, I
believe, the daughter of Mr. Unsworth, and a widow.
The LORD MAYOR—Did the prisoner, when the
pistol was discharged, make any observation to you ?
The prosecutor—l do not know whether he said any-
thing or not. After he discharged the pistol he
tbre w it at me, and we came in contact, and the police-
man then came up. (Here a coat was produced, in
the skirt of which there were two holes.) I had that
coat on when the pistol was fired at me, and there
was no hole in it when I put it on that day. I
believe the holes to have been caused by the discharge
from the pistol.
The prisoner, upon being asked whether he wished
to ask the prosecutor any question, replied in the
negative.
Fleming; 565, said, at a quarter before six on
Saturday evening I was in Lower Thames-street,
opposite to London-bridge-wharf gateway. I heard
the report of a pistol, and upon turning round saw
the prisoner standing with a pistol in his band. There
was a great deal of smoke. I went down the gate-
way, and the prisoner threw the pistol out of his hand
into the road. I laid hold of him, and took him into cus-
tody, and picked up the pistol. The barrel was warm.
I searched the prisoner at the station-house, and
found upon him two bullets, seven percussion caps,
and some powder, and also the portrait of a lady. I
believe the portrait is that of the lady in question.
He had also about him three keys and a knife, and
10d. in money. He did not speak at all. There is a
percussion cap now on the nipple of the pistol which
appears to have exploded.
The LORD MAYOR desired the prosecutor to look
at the portrait, and say whether he knew the ori-
ginal. The prosecutor—lt is the portrait of the
lady.

The LORD MAYOR—Have you had that portrait
in your possession ? The prosecutor—No ; but I
saw it in his possession on the Sunday before last,
and I also saw in his possession a parcel of letters,
which be wished me to read, but I declined doing so.
The lady is, I believe, called Madame Thourin, and
she has a son, but I do not know his name.
Penning, the policeman, here produced the follow-
ing letter, which, be found in the prisoner's pocket.
It was addressed, " Madame Elizabeth Thourin at
Mr. J. Unsworth's, 37, Fish-street-bill, London-
bridge."

"London, August 8.
"Dear One,—For the abominable and atrocious act I
am on the verge of perpetrating, you, false one, and you
alone, will be held responsible. Although fully aware
of my intention, and knowing that but one kind word
would soothe my wounded spirit and change the fright-
ful ideas I entertain, you prefer braving me to the con?-
mission of a deed as repugnant to my feelings as it is
offensive and criminal both in the sight of God and man,
to stretching forth an arm to save me from that gulph
which is now preparing to receive your wretched victim..
You have nothing to palliate tho extent of your perfidy.
Still professing the warmest affection for me, an utter
indifference, in fact, dislike, for the person for whom I
have been discarded, you still from caprice, or I. know
not what, decline giving mo any explanation of your
conduct. What am Ito think ? How am Ito act 1
After feeding my passion with every encouragement for
mote than a year, now to find myself thus tyrialieu it