The Sun.
London, England, 1868-12-03 00:00:00

POLICE .INTELLIGENCE—;This Day.

MARLBOROUGH-STREET.
0 UTRA GEO US CONDUCT. orn as Johnson, a
rough-looking fellow, was charged before Mr.
Knox with assaults and with intent to rob.
Edward Dayles, a boy, residing at Lambeth-
walk, said—Between half-past eight and nine
o'clock last night I was walking along Davies-
street, and when passing some railings the prisoner
came up and seized me round the neck and waist,
and pushed ine against the railings.
Mr. Knox—Did he make any attempt on your
pock et ?

Witness—No. I got away and ran, and a con-
stable asked me what was the matter; I told the
constable, who went aftfr the prisoner, and found
him in the act of treating another boy in a similar
way.

Prisoner—Did 1 attempt to pick your pocket ?
Witness—No.
Prisons—Don't I live near you and know you ?
Witness—l never saw you before.
Police-oustab!e Alfred Hunt, 163 C, sail last
night, about a quarter to 8, Isaw the pri,onerloitering
about Davies-street, Oxford-str,3et, and he coutinuAi
there for half an hour, and then went down Davies-
mews and looked into a carriage and then came
back to Halwood-gate. I afterwaris S./NV the pri-
soner put his left hand up to the witness's (Dayles)
throat, as he (Hunt) was passing the railing, and
tried to thtow the witness down, but the witness
got from him and made off. I asked the witness
what was the matter, and on his telling me I went
after the prisoner, and saw hi:n about 80 yards
ahead across Brooke-street. Directly after a boy came
along with a basket, and I saw prisoner go up to the
boy, put his hand into the basket and felt about, and
he then felt the boy about the waist, but the boy
having an apron on the prisoner could not get at
his pockets. I told the prisoner that I should take
him into custody for assaulting the boys and at-
tempting to pick their pockets. The prisoner said,
"You animal, let me go," and struggled vio-
lently and kicked me several times, but with the
assistance of a young man I got him to the
station.

Mr. Knox—ll as the prisoner sober ?
Co❑stable—He was.
Prisoner—No, I was drunk your worship. I
met the boy and thought ho lived near me. I had
no intention of picking pockets.
Constable—He has not been in work for some
time, and calls himself a pugilist, and has been
locked up before.
Mr. Knox—l will have the prisoner's character
well inquired into before I decide the case. if it
turns out to have been the act of a drunken ruffian
I will decide it, but if otherwise the prisoner will go
for trial. Remanded.

We truly predicted that the election amenities
n England would, when the chance offered, soon
put Columbia to the blush, compelling her to ac-
knowledge that she was whipped out of creation by
her English cousin Britannia. The director of a
London, Chatham, and Dover Railway, or of an
Overend-Gurney discount house, turns up his eyes
with horror at the proceedings in Wall-street, at a
Drew or a Vanderbilt, till the thief himself stands
convicted, and his ample cloak of respectability is
stripped off. But even then he scarcely sees and feels
his own villainy while the foreign one is in his eyes,
a glaring fraud, and he thanks God that he is not
as these men. So with the electors. Save us, ex-
claims our English Tory from the- disgraceful
scenes daily occurring in America—that, pointing
to the United States, is what your model insti.
tutions come to. But the moment the man
is himself tried, no matter whether a bloated aris-
tocrat, whether a servile worshipper of things old, or
a sturdy Radical, be proves the same. Indeed,
judging from the samples before us, the most bitter,
the most ill-bred and unscrupulous are among the
Tories, and those of the higher ranks. A distin-
guished Radical candidate for a metropolitan
borough, with many similar letters, received this
" I have never yet given my vote to a ruffian or a
revolutionist, and Ido not intend to do so now. I
return your Fenian address, and am with the
greatest contempt for yourself, the maniac Goldwin
Safith, the Jamaica Committee, and your Fenian
supporters in the borough—Au Elector." Colonel
Somerset, at Abergavenuy, accused his opponent,
Colonel Clifford; of having coerced voters in 1847,
on which Clifford called him a liar, and his son-
in-law put his fist in Somerset's face, while another
gentleman, who was standing by, struck him twice.
At Rugby, Dr. Temple, the learned head master
of that great public school, was violently thrust from
the Town Mall, as he was considered to Lave no
right to hear the address of his Conservative op-
ponent, Mr. Newds.g Ite. Nor were the Liberals
far behind, as the case between Lord Enfield, eldest
sou of the Earl of Stafford, and Mr. Henry Labou-
chere proves. Ilis lordship plumply told the com-
moner that he did not believe him in some dispute
touching how the expenses for their joint election
as Liberals for Middlesex were to be apportioned.
" Enfield," retorted the commoner, " you were
always an incurable sneak," and thus they settled
the little money difference, but not without the in-
fatuation which iuduces these people to publish these
stories. Enfield says he is the scion of good stock,
and he regards Labouchere as a snob. Labouchera
says he is as good as Enrield, whom he calls to his face
an incurable sneak, evidently believing it. Yet both
they and the electors desire to see the union of snob
and sneak, as their only appropriate representatives.
A Tory would reply that this is the effect of lower-
ing the franchise, although the actors are not only
old members, but some of them lords, and the man
who appears to have behaved best was the working
man's candidate, Odger ; who sacrificed his own
chance freely to benefit his party, working heartily
for another. On the whole, however, there is an
evident improvement, as those who remember the
elections of a quarter of a century ago can testify,
both iu England and in America, which proves the
steady march of education, as intimidation was
little used except in the benighted districts of the
Southern States and of IVales and Ireland.—A
American Junes.