The Sun.
London, England, 1858-10-12 00:00:00

sat. down she said, " What have you got here ?"
I said, " It's my knife." She asked me to let her
look at it, and I asked her what for. She said she
thought it was as much her knife as mine, and then
she got the knife out of my hand, and opened it.
I said she should not open it, and that I should
shut it again. I tried to get it out of her hand to
shut it, and she said before I should have it she
would try for her life. I tried to get the knife
again, and it came through her fingers. She said,
" Bill you have cut my fingers ;" and I said, " I'll
have my knife if it cuts your face off." She then
said, " Then you shall try for it." So I tried to
get it again, and she got hold of the hair of my
head. I asked her what she meant, and she said
if I would not let her go she would. let me know
what she meant. I said we had better part good
friends, and that I should have my • knife. She
then got hold of my hair again, and pulled me
down. I rolled her twice over her head, and her
head caught my feet. I said I shou.ld not stand
that, and she said she would not give in to me. I
told her she had better be starting, and she struck
at me with the knife in her hand. I fried to keep
it off my face, and it went on my jacket sleeve. I
tried to get the knife again, but she had fast hold
of it, and she said she would not part with it.
Rolling about together, the knife went in the side
of her face, and I tried to get it out of her hand.
She stuck to it fast, and threw me over again. She
then said, " Oh, Bill, the knife has ran into my
neck." I said, " I cannot help it ; you should let
go of the knife, and let me go." She said, " Let's
get up, and I will give you a kiss and let you go."
So we got up, and I said, " Come then, my lass, put
your arms round my neck and I'll give you a kiss."
Then she came to me and said, " Oh, Bill." I said,
" What, my lass." She said, "My throat's cut." I
asked her what with, and she said, " This knife.
here." She said, " I will give you a kiss for the
last." I said, " Come, then," and while I put my
arms round her neck, she struck the knife right at
my throat, and said, " Go to - with you, Bill."
I then fell on my back, and she ran a-way. When
I got up I saw no one, and made the best of my
way home. I was taken to the lock-up, and did not
know what it was for till this morning, when they
told me it was for cutting the throat of Sarah
Hare. I was taken to see her, gavo her three
kisses, and was then brought away.

The jury returned a verdict of "Wilful murder"
against Whitworth, who was accordtingly com-
mitted, on the coroner's warrant, to ti tke his trial
at the ensuing York assizes.

COUNTRY MARKETS.

OXFORD—Ocr. 9,

Wheat was again in very large supply, an d the chief of
it was of good quality and in first-rate condition. Very
prime samples were readily taken off at last week's prices,
but inferior were a drug in the market. Good barley was
in request, and rather higher prices were made. A gentle-
man from one of the pale ale breweries of the north pur-
chased most extensively. Oats and beans restricted.
Wheat ...38s to 45s Oat 5....
White .45s to 50s Beans .....40s to 50s
Barley .33s to 44s Peas .. 53s to 000
Flour, 32s per sack—Good hay, £4 per ton.