The Sun.
London, England, 1834-09-23 00:00:00

MIDDLESEX INTERMEDIATE SESSIONS.

Janes Smith, a most miserable-looking wretch, was in-
dicted for stealing several articles of wearing apparel, the
property of Henry Cookes.
The property in question was taken from the ship Sarah,
lying in the West India Docks ; the prisoner was seen to
take it, and subsequently taken with it in his possession.
The prisoner, in defence, was in the greatest distress, and
his wife was lying dead at the time.
In answer to a question from the Court, the policeman
who apprehended him stated that the story told by him in
his defence was correct.

The Jury returned a verdict of Guilty, and the Court
sentenced him to three months' imprisonment and hard
labour, and the last six weeks to be in solitary confinement.
John Watson pleaded guilty to a charge of stealing a
baker's basket containing several loaves.
The basket was left by the prosecutor's servant near the
York Column in St. James's-park, while he went to Jer-
myn-street, without any one to take care of it.
The COURT severely censured the carelessness of the
prosecutor's servant, refused to allow his expenses, and sen-
tenced the prisoner to two months' imprisonment.
William Jones, an old offender, was convicted of stealing
a great coat, the property of James Price, and sentenced
to be transported for seven years.
The COURT respited the recognizances of Captain Grant,
of the Royal Sovereign steamer, who was convicted last
sessions of running down a boat on the River Thames, in
which were two gentlemen, until the next sessions. It was
expected that he would have been brought up for judgment
yesterday.
Several pickpockets were tried in the course of the day
and convicted, and sentenced to various terms of imprison-
ment.

POLICE INTELLIGENCE.

MANSION-HO USE.

John Thompsonand'John Spiers were charged before
the Loan MAYOR by a silk-manufacturer.
Mr. Ambrose Moore accused the prisoners under the
17th of George 111., cap. 56, with having received and
pawned a quantity of silk velvet from Percy Stratford, a
man in his employment, knowing that it had been stolen.
The stolen property had been traced to the shop of Mr.
Hyams, a pawnbroker, in Bishopsgate-street, and Thomp-
son acknowledged that he had pawned it, and that he had
received it for that purpose from Spiers, who on his part
admitted that he had commissioned Thompson so to dis-
pose of the goods. Stratford had been in the prosecutor's
employment, and had absconded.
The prisoners were remanded.
Mary Hofferman, who was some years 'ago the beauty
of Leadenhall-market, charged a boy, who is a basket rival,
with having assaulted her.

The complainant has been transformed by the mere
magic of gin, from a slim, fair, and bright-eyed girl, into a
swabby, yellow, and blear-eyed trollop. " You knew me,
Mr. Hobler," said she, in a hoarse, half-and-half voice,"
" when I was worth looking at, and I hope you won't for-
get me now, that I've given myself the regular finish'
with gin."

Mr. HoBLER—I am sorry to see such a change, Mrs.
Hofferman ; and I'm afraid you have been taking a drop
this morning. You look as if you had.
Mrs. Hofferman—God bless you, my dear, I daren't
take a drop. I'm so unfortunate when I touch gin, that
am determined not• to take any thing but water. I had
Just taken a drink, when this boy runs up to a customer of
mine, as used to deal with me some time ago in something
else, and pokes my friend's meat into his basket. As in
duty bound' I lugged it out, and 'shoved it into my own
basket, but I got a lick in the face that quite flummoxed me.
The boy declared that Mrs. Hofferman has just swal-
lowed half-a-pint of gin at the time the conflict took place,
and began to assault him. At last, she actually turned
upon herself, and whopped her head and body as if she was
mad, all the time crying out, " Don't murder me, you
thief ; murder, murder !"—(A laugh.)
The LORD MAYOR—I am afraid, Mrs. Hofferman, that
you ought to be bound Over to keep the peace towards
yourself. I am afraid that some enemy exchanged your
favourite water for gin.
Mrs. Hofferman—l don't think it possible, my Lord ;
but I can tell you, if any one did so, he deserved to be
kicked.--(Laughter.) •
The LORD MAYOR—You see this boy didn't strike you.
Mrs. Hofferman—l won't forgive him, for all that, for he
tried to get my customer.

BO W- STREET.
Last night Joseph Lee, the driver of a cabriolet, was
brought before Mr. HALLS, charged with being in liquor,
assaulting one of the constables of police, and also with
running over an elderly female.
POlice constable No. 134, of the F division, was on duty
in Great Queen-street. About seven o'clock last night his
attention was drawn towards the prisoner, who was evi-
dently in liquor, and driving at a rapid rate ; while noticing
the prisoner he saw him on the pavement, but he bad not
gone above five yards before he observed one of the wheels
catch the stool on which a poor woman was sitting, who
gains her livelihood by selling fruit : the poor creature fell
and the cabriolet passed over her. The prisoner after
driving some distance turned round, and he (witness) went
up and informed him of the accident. The prisoner began
to abuse him, and on his attempting to take him into cus-
tody struck him several times. He at length succeeded in
conveying him to the station-house.

HALLS—What has become of the female ? Con-
stable—She is in Charing-cross Hospital.
Mr. HALLS—What do you say to the charge ? Pri-
soner—The greatest part of what the constable has stated
is false. On turning into Queen-street a cart, which was
on my side, occasioned me to go to the opposite side ; by
some accident I caught part of the stall of some person and
threw it down. On ending what had occurred I turned
round for the purpose of ascertaining the damage I had
done, when the constable seized me and sent my cab to the
green-yard.
Mr. HALLS—Then you know nothing of running over
the poor woman, I suppose ? Prisoner—l heard nothing of
that until I was brought to the station-house.
Mr. HALLS--And none of you care for running over
persons. You must be remanded until Wednesday, as by
that time it will be ascertained if the poor woman is in a
state of danger or not.
The prisoner was remanded.

MA RLB OR 0 UGH- S TREE T.
Bridget Noonan and Patrick Kelly were charged with
having assaulted Jeremiah Moran, a Tipperary journeyman
tailor
The complainant said—Mishter Kelly, that's the defind-
ant, plaze yer W ortchip, lodged in me first flure back, and
got into me dit for the rint, more than thirty shillins—bad
luck to the sowl of him, and plaze your Honner. I got
him sworn to the dit : but the spalpeen has perjured him-
self, for he hasn't paid me a skurrick.
Mr. CHAMBERS—Had him sworn to the debt ! What
do you mean ? Complairiant—Sure an' I had ; for when
I met him, I says " Paddy, do you mane to pay me ?" and
" Be me fait I do ; bring me to me oath, and I'll
says be,
oath it. Thin, yer Honner, I tuk him into a public-house
and swore him on the newspaper.
Mr. CHAMBERS—The newspaper I Why, what was the
nature of the oath ? Complainant—Says he, " I hope Ould
Nick will twist the neck aff me wid his tail, if I don't pay
five shillins a *ake," and thin he kissed the newspaper in
the same way that I've just kissed the book before yer
Wortchip.

Mr. CHAMBERS (laughing)—Well, come to the assault.
Complainant—Whin I met Paddy Kelly, I tould him,
the " divil a halfpenny I'd got of him ;" so up comes Mrs.
Noonan and gave me these two black eyes, and said " Take
it out of that," and then Paddy Kelly up Kid his fist and
gave me two more.
Mr. CHAMBERS—Did you strike the complainant, Mrs.
Noonan ? Mrs. Noonan—l wish I mightn't be the mother

of my three blessed babes at home if I lifted me hand to
Mr. Moran.

Witnesses were called on both sides, and, after much hard
swearing,

Mr. oHAMBEItS decided upon fining the defendants 5s
each, and costs.

MAR YLEB ONE.
Yesterday Mr. Neville Macpherson, an artist, residing
at No. 9, Cirencester-place, Portland-road, was brought up
in custody and placed at the bar before the sitting Magis-
trates, Messrs. RAWLINSON and SHUTT,. charged with
creating a disturbance and stabbing police sergeant Miller,
of the E division, while in the execution of his duty.
Jeremiah Lyons, police constable, of the E division, 120
about twelve o'clock on Saturday night was on duty in Ci-
rencester-place, when he was called by the prisoner's wife,
who was standing outside the door with her infant in her
arms, and requested by her to break open the street door,
which was shut, adding, that her husband had come home
tipsy, and when in that state she was in danger of her life.
He refused to interfere in the manner she desired, and just
then Sergeant Miller came up, whom witness had scarcely
spoken to before the prisoner appeared at the parlour win-
dow, holding a knife about seven inches long in his left
hand. Sergeant Miller asked him several times to open
the door, which, after a few minutes, he did ; he then held
a small pistol in his right hand, saying that he would scatter
the brains of the first man that dared approach him. Wit-
ness then perceived he was tipsy, though not much so ; he
said no more, but went in, and closed the door after
him. Shortly after the prisoner's eldest son, a boy about
twelve years of age, came out in his night clothes, appa-
rently followed by the prisoner, who was in the passage.
Just then witness's attention was attracted by the
cries of " Mamma," and on looking up he observed a younger
boy at the second floor window screaming out, " My father
is coming up stairs and will murder me." The child very
soon after disappeared, and the prisoner came to the door
again, when the child, who had followed him, rushed out ;
both children were then conveyed to the house of an oppo-
site neighbour named Watts. The prisoner then, for the
third time, opened the door, when he appeared with his
coat off and a sword in his right hand, which he flourished
about in a most dangerous manner, declaring that he would
stab any one that attempted to put a hand upon him. At
that moment about five or six of witness's brother officers
arrived, and the mob having then increased to 600 persons
or more, they agreed to take him into custody ; accordingly
sergeant Miller, sergeant Mobbs, sergeant Wilson and
witness all entered the passage abreast, and when within
about two paces of the prisoner the latter made several
thrusts at them, which they parried with their staves ; he
then extended his arm and made a severe thrust at sergeant
Miller, who immediately fell back exclaiming, " I'm stab-
bed." They then closed upon the prisoner, whom, after
some difficulty, they secured, and having put the handcuffs
on took him to the station-house.

The sword was here exhibited to the Bench, ;Ind was
bent nearly double by the force used in getting it from the
grasp of the prisoner.
Mr. John Pye and Mr. Jordan, both of Cirencester-
place, bore testimony to the prisoner's outrageous and ex-
traordinary conduct, which was of no unusual occurrence.
Mr. RAWIINSON, having consulted his colleague, should
commit the prisoner for trial, but as he doubted whether
he would be tried on the capital charge, he' would have no
objection to take good bail for his appearance.
Mr. Flower inquired what bail, and was answered him-
self in 2001., and two housekeepers in 1001. each.

The investigation occupied the best part of the day, and
excited a considerable degree of interest. The office was
crowded to excess.

On arriving at,the station-house the prisoner was found
to have upwards of 2,0001. in checks, &c.. in his possession.
The witnesses were bound over to prosecute.
7'. Keene was charged with being drunk the previous
night.
The prisoner in defence had been to the funeral of a
friend that was killed by accident, and had taken a glass
too much with the undertaker.

Mr. RAWLINSON—I should have thought you would
have kept sober on such a melancholy occasion as that.
Prisoner—l felt obliged to drink as you may say, and did
not leave off till I was drunk—(Laughter.)
Mr. RAWLINSON—And I feel obliged to fine you 55.,
and shall not let you go till it is paid.
The Prisoner being deficient was locked up.

QUEEN- S QUARE.
Yesterday Thomas and Francis Baker, (father and son)
John Saxon, Joseph Grant, and George Broady, were
charged before Messrs. BURRELL and WHITE with violently
assaulting several police constables of the L division in the
execution of their duty. _

Mr. BURRELL, after consulting with his colleague, dis-
charged Broady, and fined the other prisoners 40s. each or
to be imprisoned for one month.

An elderly man named Charles Bryan was placed at the
bar before Mr. BURREL,L, charged with rooting up the
shrubs in the enclosure in St. James's Park.

Dorrell, one of the constables, on Sunday afternoon,
about one o'clock, observed the prisoner in the Park, and
saw him go into the shrubberies and pull up some of the
shrubs, and then go and knock the dirt off the roots
against one of the large trees. He suspected that it was his
intention to steal the plants, and he took him into custody.
The constable here produced several shrubs which had
been torn up by the roots.
Air. BURRELL—What have you got to say to the
charge ? Prisoner—Why, I believe it is very correct what
the constable has stated.

Mr. BURRELL—What reason had you for destroying the,
plants ? Prisoner—Why, I really do think I must have
been mad at the time, for I can give no reason why I did it.
Mr. BURRELL—Does any person know the man ? The
constable said that he was not known, but he evinced not
the slightest symptom of insanity at the station-house.
Mr. BURRELL—Where do you live ? Prisoner—At
No. 8, New-street, Lyon-street, New Kent-road. I have
been in Peckham madhouse upwards of six months.
Mr. BURRELL—When did you come out ? Prisoner—
Upwards of a twelvemonth ago.
A gentleman who attended from the Woods and Forests,
after he heard the prisoner's statement, declined pressing
the charge, and he was discharged.

WORSHIP-STREET.
Three desperate-looking fellows, named James Clark,
John Smith, and John Burton, all of whom had the appear-
ance of country labourers, were placed at the bar before
Mr. TWYFORD, charged with hawing, during Wednesday
night last, broken open a farmhouse called " Penny's Farm,"
at Sawbridgeworth, Hertfordshire, and carried off property
to a considerable amount.

Mr. TWYFORD said the charge affected the prisoners'
lives, and ordered them to be immediately conveyed back
to Sawbridgeworth, where the burglary was committed, and
to be taken before the magistrates of that district.
The prisoners, who were handcuffed together, were then
removed to the lock-up house for that purpose.