The Sun.
London, England, 1860-10-27 00:00:00

when her back was turned to the assassin, and when
there, consequently, could not have been made (from
the desperate character of the blows administered)
I even a show of resistance. A plasterer's hammer

(exactly fitting to the wounds upon the head of the
murdered woman), a hammer belonging to the
accused (now the convicted) was produced in court
during the trial in support of the evidence. A
half worn-out boot (likewise, in its turn, fitting to
a bloody footprint on a plank of the flooring imrae- 1
diately outside the room in which the murdered 1
body was found), a boot also belonging to the ac-
'used (now the convicted), was, in the same way,
praline(' in court during the trial in support of the.
evidence., The very plank itself, or at least that
portion of it bearing the bloody footprint, was
submitted in ..
nourt to the scrutiny of the jurymen.
Between the cr .
uks in the worn-out sole of the
hat there were grey hairs, grey
boot it was shown i...
_like the hair upon the head
human hairs, precisely
of the old woman who was murdered. But, then,
MULLINS was by trade a plastC
rer—a stray hair or
two like that might (without Llu
found sticking to the boat of any ps
lasterer. The
jury wanted a pair of compasses to couvince them
that the size of the boot corresponedheiim'arvel) be
q
with the
outline of the bloody footprint. The hamuf er was
an ordinary plasterer's hammer like hundreds of
other hammers that would fit just as accurately
into the wounds in the head of the miserab:e
woman murdered. All this, and a great deal more

of the like kind of circumstantial evidence, was
clean swept aside as, comparatively speaking,
valueless, in the caution; masterly, scrupulously
impartial summing-up of the Lord Chief Baron
POLLOCK, before whom this wretched man was

tried, and by whom, after the verdict of guilty had
been delivered in by the foreman of the jury, the
miserable creature was formally and solemnly
sentenced to death as a convicted murderer. All
those parts of the circumstantial evidence brought
to bear against MuLurts, all that about the ham-
mer, and the boot, and the hair, and the bloody
footprint, even the waxedthread tying up the parcel
found in the shed near Emu's house in the brickfield
and the thirty threads or strands in the old apron-
string of tape—all this, let it be observed particu-
larly, was swept aside by the Lord Chief Baron in
his summing up, as being (as we have said), to his
mind, in a manner, so to speak, absolutely valueless.
But—when the Judge came in his summing up to
that part of the evidence where it was shown that
MuLLINs, unconsciously to himself, revealed the
infamous " plant," by which he had endeavoured is
fix the guilt of this murder upon an innocent man
—for the sake of diverting attention from himself,
aid of actually obtaining for himself at the same
time the bloodmoney (L3OO sterling) offered for
the discovery of the murderer—then an audible
thrill ran through the Court, and it was felt
that the jury had but one verdict to give, that the
prisoner's days were already numbered. The index
finger pointing directly to the guilt of MULLINS
was this—at his (M111.1110'8) instance, in compli-
ance with the suggestions of his own volunteered
information against EMM as the accused murderer
—the shed near Emm's house was surrounded by
the police headed by Sergeant TANNER: Nothing
was found—the police came out of the shed baffled
in their search—and then MULLINS (finding his
" plant" fail) stepped forward with the exclama-
tion, " You hadn't half searched the shed ; look
behind that slab ; you'll find the parcel under
the bricks at the back of it." Well might the Lord
Chief Baron deduce from this that the men-
tion by Mummis of the slab and the bricks
behind it—inferred on the part of MutziNs a
certain guilty knowledge. Recognising those
egregiously absurd admissions blundered out by
MULLINS, all the rest of the evidence " fits in"
against him, as exactly as the sharpened edge and
the blunt end of his hammer fitted into the deadly
wounds upon the head of the murdered woman,
as the sole of his half worn out boot fitted into
the bloody footprint near the door of the
room in which her body was found mur-
dered. The twofold guilt of the assassin and the
false-witness is fairly brought home to this hoary
headed ruffian—he is convicted, at last, upon the
clearest evidence, although throughout every particle
of that evidence is strictly circumstantial—he now
lies justly condemned to death by the laws of
his country, awaiting his last hour, with but
short time for repentance, his name blackened
with a double infamy—as a villain and a mur-
derer.

The Canadian Orangemen have not yet had their
fill of folly. As if it had not been enough to be
left to ruminate on their bigotry at Kingston, and
to have placed their Mayor at Toronto in the most
ignominious position an englisiman can occupy,
which we will not, indeed, specify more exactly,
they held it appears on the sth a public meeting at
Toronto, to whitewash the Orangemen, and to tar
and feather the Duke of NEWCASTLE. They have
just sense enough to say no harm of the QUEEN
and her son, but of the unfortunate Duke they can
hardly say evil enough. The truth is they have got
themselves into as ridiculous a scrape as the POPE'S
Irish Brigade at Spoleto ; and, like Dr. CULLEN
and the Cathedral full of ecclesiastics who said mass
all day long over the souls of the prisoners and poor
PI3IODAN, the Toronto Orangemen thought that
nothing was better than boldly to face it out. The
assumption would then be that those who made so
much of themselves and theirs were something after
all. If a thousand men could vote that they were
the excellent of Canada, the 'army Reit of Toronto.
and that the Duke of NEWCASTLE ought to be hung,
then so it must be. The finding of such a jury who
could question ?
It will, however, be questioned, and pretty pub-
licly, too, some day, if the Toronto Orangemen go
on as they have begun. They have appointed a
committee to prepare an address to the Queen, to
both Houses of the imperial Parliament, and to the
different branches of the Canadian Legislature,
founded on the resolutions passed at this notable
meeting ! We may be sure therefore that some Earl
RADNOR—or perhaps Messrs. NEWD EG ATE and
SPOONER, will undertake the business of lecturing
the Duke in Parliament by asking for a copy of the
address and of her MAJESTY'S advised answer—
when perhaps the Premier may have the pleasure
of telling all the zealots concerned his views of the
advice given by the DUKE to the PRINCE ; and we
apprehend they will not wish to be told them a
second time. They must have something to say for
their rude follies very different to anything they
have yet said, before they will change the minds of
all England, indeed we might say of all America
too, in regard to their behaviour. They have
written themselves mad bigots in the eyes of eil il-
sietiviseshharydfluytwthoerrthoutthreaigreownhsiilme
mtoobdreastnyd. it
iozna ttihoenm;
We have read, as carefully as it was practicable
to read such rubbish, the full-length report of these
brave speeches in a Toronto paper ; and we can
say that that, for unblushing parading of bigotry
and folly, as consummate virtue and wisdom, they
are quite equal to the performances of Archbishop
CULLEN, Mr. BOWYER, and other leaders lay
and clerical of the "Brass Band "at home. But
neither the speeches nor the resolutions enabled us
to get bold of anything which amounted to even th