The Sun.
London, England, 1833-01-29 00:00:00

POLICE INTELLIGENCE.

MANSI ON. H OUSE.
Yesterday the Chevalier Brown, alias Sir Alfred
Fitzherbert Brown, was brought up and charged a
second time before the LORD MAYOR. The justice-
room and the hall were crowded to excess, and the
curiosity and laughter were as great as they had
been on Saturday.
Mr. Vermeersch, who had put his 25/. and cloak
into the hands of the prisoner at Calais, and to whom
the prisoner had promised the Lord Mayor the sum
of 11/. to give in payment, stated that the persons in
the house to which the Chevalier introduced him,
and where the 1 I/, was said to be deposited, knew
nothing in the world of the young man, and wit-
ness, finding that the promise was a mere continua-
tion of the deception, again caused the affair to be
brought before the Chief Magistrate.
The LORD MAYOR—I knew that would be the
case. Well, Sir Alfred, what have you to say
to this? Prisoner—l called upon the person
who has my money, but he was from home; but
Mr. Vermeersch and I can settle that business at
some other time.—(A laugh.) At present I have
to request that your Lordship will be so good as to
discharge me. There is a certificate of my discharge
from the St. Vincent ship of war by the Admiral of
the fleet in the Nlediterranean, so that there is no
pretence for detaining me.
The LORD MAYOR—This is not the certificate;
it is what is called a copy of the certificate, and is
written by yourself.
Mr. Vermeersch—Sir, you told me your trunk of
decoration cost you 2,000/.
Prisoner—Francs, man, francs you mean. But
what has all that to do with the present question ?
My Lord Mayor, I hope your Lordship is satisfied
that I left the service in an honourable way ?
(Laughter.) _ _ _

The LORD MAYOR—lndeed I am not by any
means satisfied. I am certainly satisfied of this,
that you are the most desperate liar and imposter
that has ever appeared before me, and that you are
a runaway from your ship.

Prisoner —You will easily find by inquiring of
Mr. Barrow, at the Admiralty, that I received my
dismissal. Send the officer down with me now, and
you shall soon be convinced.

The waiter at the Cross Keys, in Gracechurch-
street, stated that Sir Alfred Fitzherbert Brown
arrived at that house in the Dover coach, and put
up there, representing himself to be an officer in his
Majesty's service.

The-LORD MAYOR-I suppose he paid for all he
had ? Waiter—Not a farthing, and he had no lug-
gage, so that his bill remains unpaid.
Mr. Vermeersch—The gentleman who introduced
me to the Chevalier owes me 201., and I wish I

could get it. When I came here I never expected
my 25/. from the Chevalier; my object was to pre-
vent the fellow from defrauding others by pretending
that he is a man of the first rank and consequence.
When he told me that he dinej with the King of
France, I was very glad to have the honour of his
company at my house, end to let him have my
money too.

Prisoner—Look to yourself, Mr. Vermeersch.
Were you justified, do you think, i❑ breaking open
my trunk ? What do you call that sort of offence ?
I call it felony, I can tell you.—(Loud laughter.)
Mr. Vermeersch—And a pretty security I found
there for mymoney—an epaulette, an old silk handker-
chief, a boy's sword, one siiirt, and a bundle of deal
boards. I thought it rather odd that an English
Chevalier should have no more than one shirt besides
that upon his back.—(Laughter.)
The LORD MAYOR—It is certainly evident that he
had more orders than shirts. His incomparable im-
pudence has been his whole stock in ►rade, but he
shall not get away from rue easily. I consider him
a most dangerous person to let loose in such a place
as London. He would confound anybody with the
enormous mass of lies which he tells.
Prisoner—l don't wish to stay in London; I
wish to set off for Russia at once with my de-
sParches.—(Great laughter.) What will the King
of Naples think of my mission if I am thus impro-
perly detained ?
The LORD MAYOR—I must learn from the Ad-
miralty that you are not a runaway before I dis-
charge you. I suppose that, as you did not give this
gentleman the 11/. you promised, you are quite out
of cash.

Prisoner—Oh dear, no. I have plenty if money
to answer the purposes of my embassy, but I have
no idea of appropriating that money to any ether
than honourable occasions.
The LORD MAYOR—Then, you intend to exclude
this poor waiter, who is responsible for your bill ?
Prisoner-13y no means. I shall pay off that, for
it is an honourable debt.
Mr. Vermeersch—The Chevalier was most parti-
cular in his directions to me to send off his trunk
sate to him, as all his uniforms arid decorations, in
which he was to wait upon Emperors and Kings,
vvere in it, and I declare I found little more than a
dirty handkerchief and a dirty shirt. Although I