The Sun.
London, England, 1826-04-25 00:00:00

POLICE INTELLIGENCE.

MANSION-HOUSE.--John Campbell, the person who,
whilst iinprisoned in the Compter, a few weeks ago; on a charge
of forgery, made, or seemed to make, an attempt to destroy him-
self, was again brought before the Lord Mayor, on suspicion of
having uttered a forged bill of exchange for the sum of 901.
Mr. Henry Butler, a wine-merchant, residing in Fenchurch-
street, was the complainant. The prosecutor stated, that the pri=
goner, who was well known, from commercial transactions, to the

Clerks and others at the Docks, came to his house, and 'represent-
ed that he wanted a hogshead of wine for a gentleman who re-
sided at Hampton-court. The transaction was not concluded that
day, and soon afterwards the prisoner came and requested the loan
of 71. He promised to return the money very soon, and left the
bill in question as security for the repayment of it. The bill pur-
ported to be drawn by George Drummond, of Perth, and accept-
ed by Alexander Drummond, of London ; and was taken in the
belief that the parties were Messrs. Drummond, the bankers.—
Nothing'wtui heard of the prisoner until an officer Was employed
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to apprehend him.
The prisoner declared that the bill was a good one, and that
the money which he had borrowed upon it should be duly paid.
The LORD Maxon asked the prisoner who was the Alexander
Drummond whose name appeared on the bill?
The prisoner, after some hesitation, said, that Mr. Alexander
Drummond was a pensioner of Greenwich Hospital;
The Loan MAYOR—What ! a pensioner of Greenwich Hospi-
tal accept a bill for 90/. ?
Prisoner—Yes, my Lord, he did it to oblige me.
The Loan MAYOR—And who is John Drummond, of Perth ?
He goes to the Highlands, and drives cattle.
The LORD MAYOR assured the prisoner that he stood in a most
serious situation, and remanded the case; in order to. give the
parties au opportunity of making inquiries.
GUILDHALL.—Nzw WAY To PAY OLn Ditirrs.—Among the
crowd of misdoers brought before the sitting Alderman yesterday,
was one Mrs. Alice Horrod—or " Allison Horrid," as her un-
couth cognomen was entered in the gaoler's list. She was a
comely tlanie—fat cud forty, if not remarkably fair; and she was
charged with having personalist one Mr. John Atkins, with
intent to defraud Mr. Otorge Haworth, of No. 7, Montagu-place,
Little Ilritan.
It appeared from Mr. Haworiles statement he had a bachelor
lodger named John Atkin.; and John Atkins had " an ugly
knack" of indulging himself every. Sunday morning, by taking his
breakfast in bed. On Sunday morning last Mr. Haworth took
John Atkina's breakfast up-stairs, as usual; but instead of John
Atkins he found this," Mrs. Allison Horrid" in the bed, fast
asleep, with her mouth wide open !—Here Mr. Haworth paused,
apparently quite bewildered with Lis horrid reminiscences.
" Well, Sir, and what happened then?" demanded Mr. Alder-

man Cox.
" Then, Sir ?" said Mr. Haworth—as if niuo. puzzled by
the question—" Nothing happened then.—l hardly knew what to
do for the best."
"May it please-your Worship," said Mr. Taylor, the constable,
the very venerable and " right master constable" of Aldersgate
Ward, who had Alm Allison Horrid in custody, and then stood
by her side at the bar, in all the pride, pomp, and Arcumstance,
of blue, scarlet, and gold; with his staff of office in his right
hand, and his ivory-headed walking-cane in the other-.." May it
please yonr Worship, the prosecutor there, is but an ignorant sorf
of man, and rather deaf—the mores the pity ! and as I know
something of this ere business in hand, I will—with -your Wor-
ship's gracious permission, give you my account of it."
" Very good, Mr. Taylor," said the Alderman, " by all means
let us hear what you have to say ;" and thereupon Mr. Taylor
very solemnly proceeded to " bestow his tediousness" upon his
Worship, in form and manner following :
" Your Worship, yesterday morning—Sunday morning—about
—let me sae—aye, about nine o'clock ; this good man, the prose-
cutor here, comes to me, at my house, in great pucker, with a
cock and bull story about some great fat woman, having gotten
into a tied of his, against his consent and approbation. Where
do you want me to go ?' says Ito him. To No. 7, Mountygu-
place, Little Britain,' says he to me. And what do you want
me to do when I get there?' says I to him.---' To get the fat
woman out of my bed,'-.-says he—' for she's gotten into it against
my consent, and I don't know what to do with her, nor which
way to turn myself,' says he to me.—' Very well, and what is all
that to me?' says do you think I've nothing else to do on a
Sunday morning, but to go about pulling fat women out
of bed says I tohim.--' Oh! Mr. Taylor, says he to me;
' but I hope you will go with me, for its a very awkward affair.'
Very good,' says I ; ' I'll go with you—because it is my duty to
aid and assist all who are in trouble ; but I shall use my own
discretion as to what I shall do when I come to inspect the pre-
mises.' So I reached down my staff—as soon as I had put on
my coat, and made myself..: a little decent ; and I went with him
to his house—No. 7-*-Mountygu-place—Little
When we got there, he led me softly up the stair—and a
very dark, narrow stair it was, as I ever west up in the
whole course ofasy practice, .Howtever, up we went ; and when
we come to the two pair bakle.--aure enough, there lay a great fat
woman fast asleep in the bed !--may it please your Worship."--
Here his Worship, anti everybody else, laughed outright; but Mr.
Taylor preserved his solemnity and proceeded.—" At first, I
didn't think it was a woman--for she was stripp'd, your Wor-
ship--,strippld to the buff as it were, and she lay so large that for
the life of me I couldn't satisfy my own mind that she was anything
but a man ; and I said to the prosecutor, says I, that a woman!
she's no woman I'll be bound for it,' says I. 'Oh ! Mr. Tay-
lor,' says he, ' but she is a woman'—for the poor fellow was
almost frightened nut of his wits, and being very deaf I could
make little or nothing of him. 'Oh !' says he, ' but she is
a woman though.' Very well,' says we'll soon see that ;'
so I clapp'd my hand upon her shoulder, and gave her a good
hearty shake, and Halloo, Missis !' says I, what business
have you here ?—get up directly and dress yourself, that we may
see what you are,' says I. But she only grown' a bit, and turned
herself round on her side ; and presently, in rummaging about
the room, I finds an old black gown--' Ho ! oh !' says I,
' I see Kew it is--she's it woman sure enough--for here's
one of her ful-lalls; awl with that I shook her again, and
insisted upon her getting up and dressing herself' ' In-
deed,' says she, ' rubbing her eyes and yawning'-_' I can't think
of dressing in
your presence,' says she. Now, I'll tell you a
piece of my mind, my girl,' says I I'm an old married man,
and a constalle, and I'm not
going to be gammoned with
sham modality, after you've been sleeping with this good man's
bachelor, all night,' says so get up and dress yourself di-
rectly, elite I'll pull the bed-clothes off you, and have you out, by
hook or by crook,' says L At last, after a good deal of bother, up
she gee'', and here she stands by the side of me before your good
Worship. I questioned her strongly, as it was my duty to do ;
and she told me something, which she will now tell your Worship,
I suppose ; but so far as I can underatind, the bachelor lodger,
John Atkins, .deluded her into the room clandestinely, and left
her, fast asleep, in pawn for his rent !"
The prosecutor seemed to be of the same opinion with master