The Sun.
London, England, 1861-07-09 00:00:00

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PRICE 4D, STAMPED, 51).

very uncommon strin,.., and I suppose you would
scarcely find a ball of it within 50 miles.
Sergeant Spittal, of the City of London detec-
tives, deposed as follows :—While the prisoner was
in custody in the city of London under another
charge 1 went to N 0.46, Wentworth-street, White-
chapel, on the 23d June. There I received the blue
woollen shirt now produced, tied up with the string
I now produce, from a man who is in court, named
Dominick Gillhuly. On the following day I handed
over the shirt and string to Sergeant Robinson, of
the Metropolitan detectives. He returned them to
me next day, and they have been in my possession
ever since.

In answer to the usual inquiry, the prisoner said
—I have no questions to ask, but I recognise the
shirt as my property.
Joseph Diumore was next called, and after a
careful examination of the strings produced, he de-
posed as follows :—I reside at No. 3, Back-road,
Shadwell, and am a twine manufacturer, in the em-
ploy of Mr. Cramp. The bunch of string, contain-
ing several balls, produced by Mrs, Pether, the
string found round the feet and hands of the de-
ceased, produced by Superintendent Coward, and
that produced by Sergeant Spittal are my make.
I hackled the hemp in its rough state myself, and
afterwards spun it myself, and made the balls my-
self; all of them. I can vouch for it that the balls
produced by Mrs. Pettier were made by me. It is
properly called, " rub lay cord."
By the Court—l have made this sort of cord for
other people, but very seldom.
The prisoner—l ask the man to look again atten-
tively at the string with which the shirt was bound;
for I can assure the magistrates that I picked up
this string outside a tobacconist's shop in White-
chapel. It depends on his opinion.
Witness looked at the string, and said confidently,
" Well, they are all off the same ball. lam quite
sure of it."

Prisoner—l can only repeat that I found the string
in the trottoir at Whitechapel.
David Levi, a Polish Jew, was next called and
sworn on the Old Testament. He deposed as fol-
lows :—I am a native of Posen, and live at No. 48,
Wentworth-street, Vr hitechapel. lam a dealer in
steel pens. I know the prisoner, and probably he
knows me, for I took him to the house.

The clerk—State what you know of him in your
own words.

Witness—On Wednesday morning, the 12th of
June, I met the prisoner and his " partner " in
Osborne-street, Whitechapel. His partner was a
smaller man than he, and. not more than 18 or 19
years of age ; he looked quite a boy, and was a
foreigner. As I passed them the prisoner's com-
panion said to the prisoner in German, " I believe
that is a German." I did not answer at once, so the
men continued to converse; one believed that I was a
German and the other doubted it. I then turned
round, and asked them in the German language what
they wanted of me. The prisorflr's companion upon
that asked where I lived ; and I pointed him out a
street not 50 yards distant. He then asked me where
they could wash themselves, and I asked him,
in reply, " Where did you stop last night ? Why
did you not wash there ?" To which I received no
answer. The same man then asked me what coun-
tryman I was ; what part of Germany I came from,
and I told him from Prussian Poland. I then asked
the prisoner what countryman he was, and he said
he was a native of Shandau in the Saxon Swiss. I
asked the other man what part of Germany he came
from, and he told me that he was a native of Breslau
in Silesia. I then said that if he would tell me his
name I might know his family, as I had friends in
Breslau, and had been there several times. So he
told me " My name is Scheretzki," on which I said
I had trot the honour to know such a family in
Breslau. He said that he belonged to a common
class of men. He again asked me to tell them where
they could wash themselves, and I suggested that
they should take a lodging and go to my house, be-
cause it was early in the morning and they would
not allow them to wash unless they paid for their
lodgings. They then went with me to 48, Went-
worth street. The " missus" was there, and I asked
her if she had room for two foreigners. She replied
that she thought she had, and asked them to pay
immediately in order that she might keep the bed
for them at night. The i_risoner's companion there-
upon paid 6d., and the "missus" wished they would
give their names, on which the companion of the
prisoner wrote both names on a piece of paper. So
they went in, washed themselves, had their break-
fasts, and went out together. During the time the
men were in the house I observed that they were
very intimate and friendly. But on Friday morn-
ing the companion of the prisoner went out without
the prisoner, in company of a man named Morris, a
sponge traveller, and said that he would be home
immediately. At night the prisoner's companion
came home, and prisoner complained that he had
left him all day without food. He said, " I was
out with a friend, and had no appetite ;" so he
bought a pennyworth of bread and coffee, and gave
it to the prisoner, and said, " I shall be home
soon, and we will make a regular supper."
He did not come home, however, until very
late, and the prisoner was very anxious lest
he should be left all night without a lodging. In
fact, he did not expect his partner to come homN
and said " I know he is gone." He asked me what
he should do for a lodging. I said I was "bad in
cash," but I would speak to the mistress and war-
rant him for one night. Prisoner then took a brush
out of his pocket, and having sold it to one of the
lodgers, he paid 3d. and went to bed. Soon after-
wards the partner came into the bed-rcom and awoke
the prisoner. I saw that he was under the very
strong influence of liquor. Prisoner blamed him for
coming in so late, and told him that, as he had not
expected him to return, he had sold the brush for 3d.
On that his companion rushed at him, and struck
him in the bed. The prisoner then sat up in his
bed, and, pointing to his partner, said, " Don't think
so much of yourself—you know very well." His
companion started a little back when he heard the
words,' and turning to me he said, " Look what a
cursed fool he must be, selling a brush for 3d. which"
he knows very well cost me abroad half a dollar.
On the next morning prisoner seemed very much
depressed, and I asked him what caused his
melan-
choly. He said that he had a wife and two children
at Shandau, whom he had left secretly, and his inten-
tions were to go to America, where his parents were.
The prisoner said that he and his eompanion had
no breakfast but what the witness gave them out of
his own means. They had no money.
The witness denied that he gave them anything.
Dominick Gillhuly, assistant manager of the
lodginghouse, No. 48, Wentworth-street, called the
"East London Chambers," deposed—On Wednes-
day morning, the 12th of June, my wife called me
and said that two fresh lodgers had come—
foreigners, and she wished me to take their names.
The prisoner was one of the men. I called them
into my room, and asked them their names. The
prisoner was the first I asked, and his reply was, as
I understood, " Franz." I said," That's the Christian
name, I suppose, for Franz means Francis in Eng-
lish." I noticed that when the prisoner gave the
name of Franz his companion checked him speaking
to him in his own language. The other then said
to me in English, " His surname is Fosser."
He
it
added, ‘‘ Do you always take the names ?" and I
said " Yes, is our invariable rule." He then said,
"My name is John Macdonald." I thought that it
was a strange name for a foreigner; but I took it
down as he gave it me. I received from the prisoner
the blue woollen shirt, tied with the piece of string,
which Sergeant Spittal has produced. The pri-
soner's companion left our place on Saturday morn-
ing, the 15th, and the prisoner remained till the
the following Friday, the 21st of June. He gave me
no notice that he was going, but went out in the
morning, and I heard no more of him until I learnt
that he was in custody in the city.
Mr. Whither then applied for a remand, stating
that in the course of a week he hoped to be able to i
produce evidence to show that the book found n
the room of the murdered woman was the property
of the prisoner.
Prisoner said that before he was remanded he
wished to say something.
On being cautioned that anything he said would
be taken down, and might be used
amJohann Carl
against him, he
said calmly,—l will confess that
I
Franz, from Spandau. I
.have hitherto
kept it secret from love of life. It might be the 16th
or 17th of June when I went about in Whitechapel,
about 4 o'clock in the afternoon. Then I heard a
couple of young men, who had the appearance of
mechanics, speak together, and I perceived by their
language that they were Germans. As they sepa-
rate from one another I accosted one of them and
complained to him of my di▪
stress, telling him that
I had eaten nothing the whole day, and that a
penny was wanting to pay for my bed. He gave me
as an answer " I am hungry too; let us go into the
next eating-house." There he had some peas given
to me for 2d. He himself ate both. Afterwards he
read the newspaper, and said• " There are two other
Germans being pursued, one is called Johann Carl
Franz." At this I was very much frightened,
and turned pale. He perceived by my face that I
did so, and asked me, " What's the matter 'with
you P's He said that the other's name was Adolphe
Krohn. Hereupon he related to me that he was a