The Sun.
London, England, 1833-11-23 00:00:00

POLICE INTELLIGENCE.

MANSION-HO USE.

William Light, Captain Ross's steward on the
great northern excursion, applied at the justice-room
for the LORD MAYOR'S aid in procuring for the
widow of the armourer, wlio died of asthma in the
climate of eternal snow, the property to which she
became entitled by the death of her husband. It
was with Captain Ross's wish he made the appli•
cation.
The steward stated that in 1830 he made the will
of the armourer, whose name on the Arctic Expe-
dition was David Huddy, but in his Majesty's ser-
vice Thomas Marsling. All the deceased was worth
he bequeathed to his wife, but the will was unfor-
tunately deposited in a certain part of the ship to
which the water, when the ice dissolved, had access.
The consequence was, that the writing was com-
pletely obliterated. It therefore became necessary
to swear to a duplicate of the will, which he (the
steward) was prepared to authenticate.
The LORD MAYOR expressed the utmost readi-
ness to render any service to any person recom-
mended under such circumstances by Captain Ross,
and advised the applicant upon the course which it
would be most proper for the wife of the deceased,
as administratrix, to resort to.
In answer to several questions put by the LORD
MAYOR, the steward stated that he had nearly lost
the use of his arms while the crew were wintering;
that the deceased, however, was in bad health when
he went out, Sec.
The first invitation Captain Ross received upon
his arrival in London was, it is rather remarkable,
to dine at the Mansion-house on the 9th of Nov.
The applicant said that he had not as yet received
the money to which he was considered entitled, al-
though Government had issued it.
Tne Stewardess of a Benefit Society appeared to
support a refusal upon the part of the Society to
allow the benefit to be any longer enjoyed by a
member, in consequence of the violation of the rules
and orders of the Association.
It was pleaded, amongst other things, in defence
to the charge of breach of the regulations, that the
claimant upon the funds was suffering in health, in
proof whereof she tendered the certificate of a me-
dical practitioner.
The Stewardess—As for the certificate of the
doctor, that's mere nonsense, your Lordship. Thetis
isn't a woman amongst us that couldn't get a certi-
ficate of the kind. All we have to do is to pay a
fee, and to swallow physic; but the fact is, we need
not take the physic. The doctor does not care one
straw whether his trash is thrown into the stomach
or into the sink, and, in my opinion, the humane of
the profession, if there be any humanity amongst
them, would rather see it flung into the Fleet ditch.
—( Laughter.)
The LORD MAYOR—I see you are not a friend to
the profession. I think you allow your prejudices to
carry you too far.
Stewardess—lndeed I am not a friend to the
doctors. They are like the lawyers, who will give
an opinion on the side that pays them best, and will
afterwards plead and bluster against that opinion for
the other party.
The stewardess then made a flaming tirade against
all doctors, surgeons, and apothecaries, who ap-
peared to her to have been sent upon earth to
scourge the sons and daughters of men with cholera
and other fatal diseases.
His LORDSHIP decided in favour of the claimant,
and the stewardess went off, wishing that there was
no pestle and mortar in the world.
Laurence, the watchmaker who was charged with
having appropriated to his own use a number of
watches, was brought up for further examination.
Some new claimants of watches left with the pri-
soner for repair made their appearance.
One of them had, about two years ago, given his
watch, value four guineas, to the prisoner, with
directions to put a new glass in it. After having
detained it upwards of twelve months, Laurence
gave it to him without making any change, in con-
sideration of the delay. Another slight accident
having happened to it, he again intrusted it to the
prisoner, who would not even acknowledge that he
had ever seen it since he had bestowed his gratui-
tous labour upon it.
Laurence said that all he remembered was, that
he had worked for nothing for his accuser, because
the young man appeared to be poor.
The LORD MAYOR—But your memory Can't
come nearer than the most distant day with regard
to this affair ? Laurence—Nothing of the kind,
my Lord. I consider that he owes me for the
glass.—(A laugh.)
Complainant—lt is too bad, my Lord, to be
robbed in this way, and then to be accused of telling
falsehoods.
Another complainant, a couple of months ago, left
his watch, value eight guineas, with the prisaner,
but never could get it back.
Tile LORD MAYOR—WeII, prisoner, what do
you say to this gentleman ? Do you know him ?
The prisoner (after looking for some time at the
witness)—Yes, my Lord, I rather think I do.
Witness—Oh, you know me perfectly well. You
recollect the little Dutch clock you left at my
house? Laurence—l know the man quite well,
end I have cause, my Lord. He owes me for that
clock.—(Laughter.)
Witness—My Lord, the Dutch clock is not
worth five shillings.
Laurence--Oh, nonsense ! I hoFe you intend to
pav me for it.
The LORD MAYOR—I regret very much that I
have riot evidence to convict this man of illegally
pawning. No doubt whatever exists as to his hay-
jag cheated a number of persons; but he goes from
this bar with such a character, that I think it is very
improbable that he will make many more victims.
Laurence said that as soon as things should come
about properly, he would repsir all the injury he had
done, and he hoped the public confidence in him
would be restored.
Q UEEN-$ Q UAR E.

CAUTION TO SERVANTS.—WHOLESALE ROB-
BERIES OF BUTCHERS' MEAT —Yesterday Alfred
Pottinger, a youth about twenty years of age, the
son of a respectable master butcher, in the New
Cut, Lambeth, was brought up in custody, and
placed at the bar before Mr. WHITE, charged with
robbing a number of respectable families of large
quantities of butchers' meat in the following inge-
nious manner :
Mr. John Catt, a master butcher, of No. 33,
Charlotte-terrace, New Cut, on Saturday last, sent
a leg of pork, 10ibs. of ribs of beef, a piece of
boiling beef, some veal cutlets, and suet, by his man,
John Stone, to the house of Mr. Gabriel, of No.
11, Princes-street, Commercial-road, Lambeth, ac-
cording to order.
John Stone proved that he delivered the meat.
Elizabeth Crop, servant to Mr. Gabriel, stated
that, shortly after Stone had left the meat, the pri-
soner came to the door, dressed in a butcher's
frock coat, without a hat, and a tray on his shoulder.
He said that his master, Mr. Catt, had sent him for
the meat, as there was some mistake, and it had
not been weighed right. She having no suspicion
of anything being wrong, delivered the meat to him,
which he put in his tray and walked off. In about
two hours afterwards the fraud was discovered.*
Mr. Catt gave information to the police, with
a description of the prisoner, who was heard to
say on Sunday that he had had a famous blowout,