The Sun.
London, England, 1867-06-06 00:00:00

'THE SUN, LONDON, THURSDAY EVENING, JUNE 6, 1867.

Disgi aceful

nd Plunder.

Yesterday at the Mary lebone Police-court Alfred
Cox, aged 20, a costerrs Longer, was charged with
being concerned, with several others not in custody,
with picking pockets in. Portland-place, and also
with assaulting police-constable John Jeffery, 220
D, in the execution of his duty, and damaging his
uniform coat and helmet, of the value of 30s.

Jefferys said he was. called to assist a brother
constable in the capture of the prisoner, who kicked
witness most violently, .aiad destroyed his coat and

helmet.

Evidence was given that prisoner formed one of
a gang of 50 or 60 roughs ,who appeared to be acting
in concert. They bonne tcd gentlemen, snatched
their watches, broke their umbrellas, picked the
pockets of ladies, and acted in the most disgraceful
manner.
Remanded for a week.

James Farrant, aged 23, borsekeeper, address re-
fused, and Charles Mason, of Ealing, potman, were
charged as part of the same gang.
Dr. Thomas Brett, a physician, of 38, Stanhope-
street, Regent's Park, said Monday afternoon
I had been to Paddington to visit a patient. On
my return, and when going out from Gower-street
station, I was set upon by a gang, and my watch,
of the value of 60 guineas, and a portion of my
chain were snatched from me. A woman standing
near pointed to a man, and said, "This is him."
The gang seized Dr. 'Brett and allowed the pri-
soner to escape. A policeman whom Dr. Brett
asked to catch the prisoner, told the doctor to catch
him himself. This was Batchelor, 158 E, who,
however, denied the refusal, and said the opposite
side of the way was not in his beat. He was not at
all frightened. _ _

Mr. Brett—And you would not go across the road.
Batchelor—You did not tell me you had lost your
watch.

Mr. Brett--I did tell you so. If you had gone
at once I should have had it now.
Mr. D'Eyncourt—You had a right to cross the
road upon any duty.
Prisoners were remanded for a week upon this
charge. _ _

The prisonor Mason was put forward again upon
another charge.

Edward Bolch said—l was passing along the Eus.

ton-road on the previous afternoon when the rain
came on, and I went into a tavern. The rain not
ceasing I began smoking my meerschaum pipe.
Hearing the band and a noise outside I went out to
see what was the matter. I saw umbrellas torn into
shreds by the roughs. The prisoner snatched my
pipe, valued at £2, from my mouth. I was bon-
neted, and my white hat was then knocked off and
lost. I was hustled and knocked about, and my life
was in danger. I managed to escape from them
and run into a ham and beef shop, when I found
that they had robbed me of my scarf pin, my gold
watch and chain of the value of £2O, and 15s. My
pockets were all rifled.
Mr. D'Eyncourt—Do you think there were a
number acting in concert ?
Witness—Yes. I think I do not exaggerate when
I say there were hundreds acting together. One
witness told me he saw thirty watches taken in a
short distance.

jockey, whose looks bespeak him the most knavish
I of his tribe, is distancing his less cunning rivals in a
race. This is a caricature of the Reform struggle
in the House of Commons, a caricature, no ; but a
simple picture of the humiliating reality. On the
greatest of all national questions this Parliament,
which Mr. Lowe calls heroic, not only allows itself,
but is apparently pleased to be ridden by cajolery
and fraud ; and the victory in legislation belongs to
him who is most familiar with the tricks of the turf
and most unscrupulous in practising them. Who
can blame the nation for turning its mind to a more
genuine and purer object of interest in a race-
horse?—l am, &c. " GOLD IN SMITH."