The Sun.
London, England, 1842-01-04 00:00:00

IN THE MATTER OF RUBEN MARKER.-PERJURY.

Mr. WOODROFFE made an application to the Court
that it would order the schedule of the insolvent to bo
given up to Mr. Langrishe, the Clerk of the Peace for
the county of Sussex, as the grounds for sustaining an
indictment for perjury against the insolvent. It appeared
that on the 3d of last September he had been before the
Court and filed the schedule to which he (Mr. Wood-
roffe) alluded, and from which was omitted certain pro-
perty to which he was entitled, when he was remanded
for three months. Circumstances had transpired since
by which they were enabled to establish the charge of
wilful and corrupt perjury on the schedule, and proceed-
ings were now about to be taken.

Mr. Commissioner BOWEN at once acceded to the
application, ordering that an office copy should be filed
of the schedule before it left the office.

MIDDLESEX SESSIONS.

These sessions commenced yesterday, before Mr.
Sergeant ADAMS and a full bench of Magistrates.
The LEARNED SERGEANT having congratulated the
Jury on the lightness of the calendar, both in this
Court and at the Old Bailey, the Court proceeded with
the hearing of the trials, which were very few and en-
tirely without interest.

POLICE INTELLIGENCE.
MANSION-ROUSE.

Maurice Pitcher and George Augustus Pitcher, who
were a few days ago brought before the Lord Mayor in
the custody of Forrester the officer, charged by Colonel
Aspinall, the American Consul, with having committed
extensive forgeries upon certain banks in Philadelphia,
in the United States, were re-examined yesterday. The
American Consul attended.

Mr. C. Phillips, upon the part of the American Consul,
stated, that Colonel Aspinall having received information
that the banks of Philadelphia had been plundered by
means of forgeries committed by Maurice Pitcher, and
that the brother of that person had aided in the depre-
dation, measures were taken to apprehend the two ac-
cused persons. Colonel Aspinall, immediately after their
apprehension by Forrester, received from them the most
full and undisguised acknowledgment of the offence. In
fact, the young men had, by giving up all the property
they were in possession of, and confessing the whole
of the iniquitous transaction, made as complete
an atonement as it was in their power to offer, and the
American Consul, who compassionated their youth and
the destitute condition in which they were in a strange
and remote country, was unwilling to take any measures
against them without receiving express directions to that
effeet from the Government and the bankers of the
United States. There were, the Learned Counsel said,
such difficulties in the case, as regarded a prosecution
in this country, as could not be overcome, for there
existed no evidence that they had committed any offence
in England. The expense attendant upon sending them
back to America, if such a course were practicable,
would be of no small amount, and under all the circum-
stances it was considered advisable to apply for the fur-
ther remand of the prisoners until Wednesday, as Colo-
nel Aspinall might in the interval receive directions for
his peremptory guidance with respect to the two young
men, who had evidently plunged into the criminal act
without consideration.

The LORD MAYOR—You require that they should be
remanded to the Compter for a few days ?
Mr. Phillips—Yes. It is merciful to send them to that
place, for they are supplied there with the necessaries of
life, which they have no earthly means of procuring, for
they have given up every farthing, and they are now ut-
terly destitute and penniless.
Maurice Pitcher—My Lord, if you give us our liberty
we could soot find means of support.
The LORD MAYOR—That is just the thing we enter-
tain the most reasonable doubts of. You know nobody
here, and your introduction to this country is not of such
a nature as to raise funds for you among strangers.
Suppose you were at your liberty, what would you do ?
You, I think, had some intention of going into the Aus-
trian service ? Maurice Pitcher—Yes. It was my de-
sign to enter into the Austrian army.
The LORD MAYOR—And is it there you would propose
to go now? Maurice Pitcher—Yes, my Lord.
The LORD MAYOR—What means have you of going
to Austria? Maurice Pitcher—Means! why, I should
work my passage over.
The LORD MAYOR—You don't seem to know that, if
you go to Vienna, you have a great way to travel by
land. Maurice Pitcher—Well, I can work my passage
to any other country, and join any other army.
Mr. Hobler—How do you know that they want soldiers
in Austria? lam sure they would not, under any cir-
cumstances, take a person who appears so ill adapted to
undergo hardship as you.—Here Maurice Pitcher, who is
evidently a lad altogether unfit for harsh service of any
kind, seemed to be surprised. His brother, George Au-
gustus, who, although not 18 years of age, is a person
of larger dimensions and apparently of much greater
strength, here advanced in front, as if to show that his
services would not be rejected anywhere.
The LORD MAYOR—It is quite a wild and ridiculous
scheme. You are neither of you qualified for service.
Such soldiers as you would make are not wanted by any
country. I shall remand you till Thursday. In the
hands of Colonel Aspinall, you are in the hands of a
gentleman distinguished for humanity, and who has com-
passion for your youth as well as your destitute condition.
Mr. Phillips—Colonel Aspinall will do what is best
for them, consistently with his duty to his own Govern-
ment, and to the commercial men, for the security of
whose property he has been exerting himself.
The prisoners were then remanded till Thursday.
A blunt tradesman, named James Jannock, whose ut-
terance soon declared him to be a Scotsman, was
brought up, charged by a City policeman with having
insulted a gentleman named Jones, who was in conver-
sation with a lady in Bread-street. From the police-
man's account it appeared that as the defendant was
walking along Bread-street, in an inebriated state, on
the first night of the New Year, a gentleman, who sub-
sequently stated his name to be Mr. Jones, and gave his
address, was standing on the pavement talking to a lady.
The defendant, in a rough manner, desired the gentle-
man to move out of the way, an address which Mr. Jones
resented by pushing aside the person who so unceremo-
niously attacked his dignity, whereupon the defendant
proceeded to apply such language to his assailant as was
very difficult to be endured, especially under the obser-
vation of one of the fair sex, for the Scotch blood was up,
and the owner of it had evidently received the finishing
stroke to his education in the vicinity of Petticoat-lane.
The scene concluded by the introduction of the defen-
dant to the station-house, a place wonderfully calculated
to bring a man's pompous thoughts down to the level of
common humanity.
The LORD MAYOR—Pray, where is Mr. Jones? He
ought to be here to substantiate his charge.
The policeman said that the gentleman was not in
attendance.

The LORD MAYOR—WeII, defendant, what have you
to say ? Defendant—Why, you see, my Lord, the first
day of the new year is a great day with the Scotch ;
and I was with a few friends having a bit of jollification.
So on my return home through Bread-street, which is,
you will observe, my Lord, very narrow in the pavement,
this Mr. Jones was discoursing with a lassie. Well, I
told him to mak room for a civil body to pass ; and what
means does he tak to mak room, do you ken ? Why,
he shoves me right into the middle of the mud. Well,
as I had a leetle drap to see the new year properly in, I
for certain did talk a bit to him ; and then up comes
this man, and at the desire of Mr. Jones, bundles me off
to the station-house.

The LORD MAYOR—Officer, was there room for the
defendant to pass on the pavement at the time. Police-
man—l should say there was, my Lord.
Defendant—ls it not rayther hard, my Lord, for an
honest tradesman to be locked up in a station-house for
such a trifle as this. If I happened not to be known in
the City, I should have been in custody till this morning
—and all for nothing—all because I said, " tak yourself
out of my way."—(A laugh.)
The LORD MAYOR—You ought not to have got drunk,
my friend. That generally carries its punishment along
with it.

The defendant—l admit I was not sober, but there
was no room to pass on the pavement.
The LORD MAYOR—Ah, we know very well how large
a pavement must be to suit the capacity of a drunken
Scotchman.—(Great laughter.)
Defendant—But your Lordship will allow that my
punishment was too severe for my offence.

The LORD MAYOR—Why fcertainly think it was ;
but as a philosopher you will derive advantage from the
circumstance. If you do get drunk any more you will, I
dare say, keep a more civil tongue in your head, especi-
ally when you speak to anybody in the street who has
a lady under his protection. You are discharged ; and
I can tell you one thing for your information, it is, that
I shall never see you in such a situation again.—(A
laugh.)—The defendant, who seemed to feel the kind
lecture of the Lord Mayor in the right way, then bowed
and retired.