The Sun.
London, England, 1834-06-23 00:00:00

POLICE INTELLIGENCE.

MA N SION-HOUSE.
A young man, named George Myers, was brought
before the Lord Mayor, charged with having robbed
Mr. Naphthali Hart of a diamond pin. Remanded.
Wednesday. William Williams, a well-dressed, gen-
teel-looking lad, was brought before the LORD MAYOR,
charged under the following circumstances :
Mr. Hyam Ansel], of Savage-gardens, as he was
passing along Aldgatc, near Jewry-street, felt a tug
at his pocket, and, upon turning about, he saw the
prisoner close behind him. While he was putting his
hand to his pocket to ascertain whether he had lost
any thing, he saw the prisoner try the pocket of
another person, and at that time missing his own
handkerchief, he went up to the prisoner to seize him.
The prisoner, however, drew coolly back, and gave
him a regular pugilistic blow on the side of the head,
which almost knocked him senseless. He was then
surrounded by ten or a dozen fellows, whom the police
called the " swell mob," and he saw his handkerchief
pass from one to the other amongst those vagabonds.
It was a red handkerchief. Witness was obliged to
sit up all night, and be attended by a doctor, on ac-
count of the blow, which, for force, he never supposed
could have been inflicted by a human fist.
The prisoner—My Lord, I never touched the man
until he had the impudence to charge •me with the
robbery, and struck me. What could Ido but return
the blow, and you can't call a blow a robbery ? . _

The LORD 'MAYOR—Pray, what are you, prisoner?
Prisoner—l am in the service of a man of business, a
general hawker ; and he would be here to answer for
my respectability, but that he was unfortunately
obliged to leave town this very morning to visit various
parts of the country.
A policeman said that the prisoner was one of the
most desperate of the London thieves now at large,
and was ready at all times with his fists ; his blows
always told, for he hit like a sledge-hammer, and his
companions were all in the fighting line, but walked
arm-in-arm like gentlemen when they, were " setting"
a passenger in the street. Witness saw the prisoner
pass a red handkerchief to others of the swell mob,
and afterwards strike the complainant on the head in
a dreadful manner ; after which he accused the com-
plainant of robbing him of his hat.
Prisoner—l lost my hat in the confusion caused by
his exceedingly improper conduct. How did I know
but some of his companions had it ? The idea of my
taking his handkerchief is quite ridiculous. It is true
I returned the blow, but you , can't make anything of
that but a common assault.

The LORD MAYOR —We know you, and you may
account for the business in this way to a jury.
Prisoner—Oh 1 then you mean to send me to under-
go a trial in a criminal court ?
The LORD MAYOR—Not a doubt of it—at the Old
Bailey; and officer, take care of him until you have
lodged him safely in Newgate.
Prisoner—That's as much as to say that I am pulled
for a felony ?
The LORD MAYOR—Exactly.
Prisoner—Oh ! very well.—Committed for trial.
GUILDHALL.

A poor woman came in crying, with her marriage
certificate in her hand, and said she had been chris-
tened " Molly," but every one called her Mary, and
she was married in that name. Her husband, how-
ever, now insisted that it was no marriage at all, be-
cause she was not entered as " Molly," and she
wished to know if she was right.
She was delighted with the answer that her mar-
riage was good, and went away with a smiling face.