The Sun.
London, England, 1835-10-30 00:00:00

HATTON-GARDEN.

Yesterday JanTes&ronan, a desperate-looking fellow, was
brought to this office before Mr. LAING, in the custody of
Joseph Clements, an active officer of the E division, No.
102, charged with having feloniously attempted to break
into the house of --- Ward, Esq., of Charlotte-street,
Bloomsbury, and also with having attempted the life of the
above officer.
Clements, yesterday morning, between two and three
o'clock, was on duty in Charlotte-street, Bloomsbury,
when he saw the prisoner in conversation with another
man, and suspecting that all tva not right, he determined
on watching their manoeuvres. The prisoner at length
quitted his companion and went down Streatham-mews, at
the back of Charlotte-street, on which witness concealed
himself behind a caravan, and he shortly afterwards saw
the prisoner get into another caravan, and fix a ladder
against the wall, which he mounted. Witness immediately
proceeded to the spot, and ordered him to surrender him-
self, for he was his prisoner. - He came down and instantly
showed fight, and struck him repeatedly, swearing in the
most horrid manner that he would have his --- life if ke
took him into custody ; and be pulled out some instru-
ment, with which ho attacked him in so dreadful a manner
that he was necessitated to defend himself with his staff, or
he should have lost his life. On the road to the station-
house he made a most violent resistance, and on his arrival
he was sent to the Middlesex Hospital, where his wounds
were dressed.
The prisoner, whose head, face, and arms were hound up
with adhesive plaister, stood at the bar in a weakly condition,
and was scarcely able to speak. His apparel was covered
with blood. ,
Clements on searching him found a crowbar, a candle,
and a box, containing a quantity of lucifers and matches.
Inspector Bell, of the C division, stated that the prisoner
hat: been once before tried at the Old Bailey.
L,.: No committed him for three months to hard
labour in the Het,,e of Correction. •
.:Inported out of the office.
The prisoner was thzii
Connor O'Brien was brought ,„; on a warrant, charged by
Bridget Sullivan with having assati!ted lion Mrs.
Mrs. Sullivan, a brawny old IrishWc;:ran, of 'masculine
appearance, stated that on TueSday last Connor O'Brien
came to her house in Church-lane, St. Gilds,
and endea-
voured to force himself in, when he bate her its is wiolent

manner.
Mr. BENNETT—Pray where did he bit you ?
Sullivan—Faith, den, he hit me on every part of my body.
—(Laughter.)
Mr. BENNETT—HOW many blows? Mrs. Sullivan—
Indeed and I did not count ;, but I felt a great many.—(A
laugh.)
Mr. BENNETT—What did he hit you with.
van—Wid his fisht, to he sure.

Mrs. Sulli-

Mr. BENNETT (to the prisoner)—Well, why did you
strike her? Prisoner—Why, isn't she my mother-in-law ?
—( A laugh.)
Mr. BENNETT—That is no reason why you should strike
her. Prisoner—lndeed but it is, yer Werchip, and that is
the raison. Didn't I marry her daughter, and both of them
turned me out and stole away my bed, and whin I went to
axe for it she gave me a polthogue
,over the head with a
poker, and I pushed her off, and my wire helped her and
said, " Give it to him, the cuckold."
Mr. BENNETT—Mrs. Sullivan, you kept all a secret
about the poker ; pray did you strike him ? Mrs. Sullivan
—Oh, den, upon my conscience, my dear, I never did,
Mr. BENNETT—Is he married to your daughter ? Mrs.
Sullivan—To be sure he is ; but he is not agreeable to her,
and she turned him off.—(Laughter.)
Mr. BENNETT—Have you got his bed ? Mrs. Sullivan
(surprised)—What, his bed ? Faith I hav'nt ; b'ut he says
it is his. Did'nt I give the bed, a stool, two chairs, and a
teakettle, and other furniture, to sleep upon before their
marriage, and now that we've deserted him he is always bo-
thering us for 'em, but they are my property.
Clements the officer stated that he was passing by when
the prisoner claimed his bed of Mrs. Sullivan, who struck
him with a poker, and he merely slapped her on the face
with his open hand.
Another witness corroborated this evidence, and Mr.
Bennett discharged the prisoner, with his advice to keep at
a distance from his mother-in-law in future.
William Wright, the driver of a cabriolet, appeared to a
summons, charged by Mr. Cherrington, the proprietor of
the Peacock Tavern, Islington, with having plied for hire
contrary to the statute.
The defendant was called by a gentleman.
Mr. ROGERS did not think the defendant was so bad as
the rest of the blackguards that drove cabs.
Mr. LAING—Then he must be a rare bird indeed.—
(Laughter.) No one could walk through Cheapside without
noticing a string of them -going along at a snail's pace, plying
for hire. It was a great nuisance. •
The defendant was ordered to pay costs, and Mr. Cher-
rington expressed his determination to put down the nui-
sance, which daily occurred in his neighbourhood.

MARLBOROUGH-STREET.
Mrs. Sarah Rudd, an elderly woman, charged Mr...
Charlotte Turner, a very fat and fiery-faced damsel, with
having put her in grievous bodily fear on Wednesday last.
Th complainant on the clay of her "great wash," whilst
deeply immersed in the mysteries of suds and soft soap,
was woefully alarmed on peeping out at the washhouse
window, at perceiving in the fat fist of the defendant the
handle of a carpet broom, which she brandished with re-
markable vigour, and then, with great power of lungs called
upon her to come into the front yard, as she had come on
purpose to " break her back hone with the broomstick:_

The complainant took no notice of the invitation, but went
on quietly with her " firsting," which so provoked the pep-
pery Mrs. Turner that she popped her head in at the door,
and, " wowing vengeance," declared she had made up her
mind to cut complainant's " heart and liver out," as some
slight satisfaction for an insinuation against her sobriety,
dropped in a little confidential chat with the back-kitchen
lodger. The defendant not being able to induce complain-
ant to quit the wash-tub, fastened the door of the was'h-
house, for the purpose, as complainant verily believed, of
keeping her there like a sheep, that she might find her
handy when she came to fulfil her sanguinary denunciations.
The complainant added that the defendant at the time ap-
peared as if a little disguised in liquor.
Mr. CHAMBERS—Ab, I thought this beautiful gin was
at the bottom of the business.

Defendant—Gin ! No, indeed, nobody never sees me
drink no gin, I'll assure you.
Mr. CHAMBERS—Come, then, what is your favourite li-
quor ? Defendant—lt ain't gin. I don't mean to say now
and then but what I takes a drop or two when I'm poorly,
like every other woman.
Mr. CHAMBERS.—Why did you use such threats to the
complainant? Defendant—Because she haggrawated me
and abused me.

Mr. CHAMBERS—WeII, I never take notice of ladies'
abuse towards one another, but I must stop you from using
threats. You must pay the expenses of the warrant.
The defendant handed the four shillings to the officer,
and waddled out of the office in a fury, vowing that she
would " haunt her like a ghost" for what had occurred.