The Liverpool Standard and General Commercial Advertiser.
Liverpool, Merseyside, England, 1838-12-04 00:00:00

POLICE INTELLIGENCE.

CHARGE OF UNGENTLEMANLY CONDUCT REFUTED.--
On Friday, a young gentleman, named Lutwich, appeared
at the Police-court, to answer a complaint of a car-driver, at
whose instance he had been summoned. The driver stated,
that, on Sunday night, the 4th ult., at about half-past eleven
o'clock, the defendant entered his coach, and requested to be
driven to the Waterloo Hotel, Crosby. It was a moonlight
night, :ind he was sure that he was the man. When he (the
coachman) gut to his destination, he found the door open,
and no gentleman within. The fare was 7s. The defendant,
said he was not in town that day or that night; that he re-
sided at Seaford], and would prove he was at home at half-
past ten on that night, and in bed by eleven. Mr. Lutwich,
senior, (the father of the plaintiff,) said he lived near Sea-
forth church; that on the day in question his son was twice
at church, and that he was at home, and afterwards in bed at
the time stated. He remembered the evening by having met
Mr. C. Birch at Seafortb. Edward Makin, a servant, said
he saw the defendant at his father's house from about five
o'clock to half-past ten. He (witness) was there by chance.
Mr. Hall said the complainant was doubtless mistaken in the
identity of the person who bad imposed upon him, and said
to the defendant,—" You are acquitted, sir."

COMMITMENT ON A CHARGE OF STEALING FROM THE
PERSON.—On Friday, a young woman named Jane 11il`Car-
thy was placed before Mr. Hall, at the Police court, on a
charge of stealing a considerable sum of money from the per-
son of Bryan M'Mahon, an elderly man, in rough habili-
ments. The complainant made a statement to the following
effect :—He was a pig jobb% and resided in Jamaica-street.
On the previous night (Thinsdav,) about seven o'clock, he
left Isis place to go down to the Clarence Dock, to ascertain
at what time the steamer Victoria would sail for Ireland.
When he reached the dock, he got change of a five-pound
note from a clerk in the service of the St. George's S. P.
Company. He had then the sovereigns, and thirty shillings
in silver, all of which he put, in a purse, into the inside breast
pocket of his jacket. On his way home, and when be got to
the church at the bottom of Chapel-street a woman came up
and said to him, "Itis a lough night." He made some re-
mark on his trade, and his intention to go to Ireland; and
she asked him to treat, which he refused. She then offered
to treat him; but he declined to accept of anything. He
walked up Chapel-street, and into Covent-garden: the
woman was with him, and again offered to treat, which he
again declined. The prisoner M'Carthv then came up; be
had not seen her before. She put her hand over his right
shoulder, and into his breast pocket; the other woman at the
same time felt his jacket pockets behind. While he was thus
held, he called " watch !' and " robbery !" The prisoner
and the other woman ran away from him into Chapel-street.
He ran after them, calling "stop thief!" and overtook the
prisoner about ten yards from Covent-garden. The other
woman escaped. Constable Parks came up, and took the
prisoner into custody, complainant having informed him that
he had been robbed. Before he (complainant) overtook her,
he saw her stoop near to a cellar window in Chapel-street, of
which he told the constable. The latter afterwards examined
the window and the street, but no money was found.—The
constable corroborated this evidence, and said that the pri-
soner on being asked who the other woman was, replied,
"Fat Mary, and she lives in Ben Jonson-street." The pri-
soner, on being asked what she had to say, wept and said
"she had not a half-penny of the man's money; that he was
with another woman when she passad, and that he followed
her (prisoner,) and took her." The prisoner was committed
for trial at the sessions.

PRETENDING TO BE DEAN AND DUMB.—On Friday a
man named Patrick Noughton, was placed at the bar of the
Police-court on a charge of exciting compassion and assist-
ance by pretending to be deaf and dumb. It appeared, how-
ever, that though a little deaf, he could speak distinctly. He
said he came from the county of Galway eight years ago,
and was ill, and in distress. It was stated by one of the po-
lice-officers that his breast was in a dreadful state, the effect
of disease. Mr. Hall ordered him for a month to Kirkdale
gaol, with orders that he should there be properly attended to.
AN EccENTßic.—On Friday a little old woman, named
Anne Hale, who had on the previous night gone to Bridewell
somewhat inebriated, and was retained for safety, was placed
at the bar of the Police-court, and discharged. On being
told to go away, she exclaimed, " Indeed, I will not !" and
resisted the officers, who had to put her out. " I'll not go !"
she repeated, amidst some laughter—" I want to get into the
Workhouse, and this is the only way I can get in. She was
again pushed, and continued, " I'll not go! If I do, I'll be
here again to-morrow !" (Great laughter.) The officers at
length succeeded by force in denying her the gratification of
remaining a prisoner.
ATTEMPT TO STEAL.—On Friday, a young man, named
John Thompson, was observed by Inspector Pool, to go from
shop to shop in St. James's-street, in company with two otters,
in a manner indicating no good purpose. The inspector
watched their movements, and seeing them enter a shoe-shop,
(No. 18, St. James's-street,) went up, and heard them price
some shoes, and make some offer which was not accepted,
being little more than half price, and then make some ex-
cuse that no other pair in the shop would suit. The prisoner,
while the other two were at the counter, placed his back
against the door, and busied himself in untwisting a pair of
boots that were fastened to the latch, and had nearly suc-
ceeded in carrying them off when he was apprehended. The
prisoner denied all attempt to take the boots, and requested
that the shop-keeper might be brought up. Mr. Hall com-
plied, and that person was sent for; but only confirmed the
testimony of the inspector. The prisoner was committed for
three months to the Kirkdale House of Correction.

POCK ET-P IClUNG.—Yesterday, at the Police-office, a well
known thief, named Jeremiah Burns, was charged with hav-
ing picked the pocket of a respectable young man. The
complainant stated, that on Saturday night he was walking
down Oldball-street, with an umbrella over his head, as it
was raining very hard. He felt a pull at his coat pocket,
and turning round saw the prisoner handing his pocket hand-
kerchief to another. He dropped his umbrella, and seized
hold of the prisoner, who immediately commenced kicking
at his shins with great fury whilst his companion was run-
ning off with his umbrella. He held the prisoner long
enough to identify him, and then ran after his umbrella.
Meeting an officer he pointed the prisoner out to him, and
he was taken into custody. He was certain as to his iden-
tity. The prisoner said he was working at a tallow chand-
ler's, and denied the charge. Mr. Hall.—How long is it
since you have been in gaol? Prisoner.—Six months.
Mr. lall.—Three months in Kirkdale.
IiOBBE R Y.—Yesterday, at the Police-office, two children,
named William and Mary Johnson, were charged with hav-
ing stolen a coat from an office. Mr. Eaton Hall, merchant,
said, that on Wednesday afternoon last he went out of his
office, in 4, Exchange-street West, leaving a brown cloth
coat hanging up. He locked the door, but left the key in
the lock. He returned in about half an hour, and found the
door locked, as he had left it ; but the coat was gone from
the office. He gave information to the police about it, and
soon after Constable Barton told him it was pawned in Vaux-
hall•road, at Mr. Pye's, pawnbroker. The coat was worth
£3 Thomas Robertson, apprentice to Mr. Pye, deposed,
that at six o'clock on Wednesday night the prisoner, Mary
Johnson, brought the coat, and offered to pledge it for 205.,
in the name of Mary Roberts. He lent her 17s. on the coat,
and received information that it had been stolen about half
an hour after. Mr. Hall had since seen the coat, and iden-
tified it. Constable Barton afterwards succeeded in taking
the prisoners into custody. The female prisoner said she got
it from her brother, and the lad that he got it from a gentle-
man at Prince's Dock, who sent him to pledge it, and was
to give him a shilling for doing it. The prisoners were com-
mitted to take their trial.

AN UMBRELLA PROPRIETOR.—Yesterday, at the Police-
office, an old sign-post of gin and debauchery, in the shape
of a wretchedly depraved female, was brought before the ma-
gistrates, charged with being in possession of a handsome
new silk umbrella. A police officer stated, that he saw the
prisoner, with whom he was well acquainted as an old offen-
der, walking down the street with a pompous air, with a new
silk umbrella in her hand. He thought it such en one as
was not likely honestly to belong to her, and took her and
her umbrella accordingly into custody. She said she bad it
seven years. Mr. Hall.—" Well, where did you get this?"
Prisoner.--" It is mine, sir; my umbrella. I have bad it a
year." Mr. Hall.—" Oh, no : if it had been your's, it would
have gone long ago in drink. You are well known here, you
know." Prisoner.—" Well, it is mine, sir." " Where did
you buy it?" " I bad it a gift." " Who by ?" " A gen-
tleman, sir." (A laugh.) " What gentleman?" "He
came from Scotland." " Near Edinburgh ?" " No; from
the town of Ayr, in Ayrshire." " Well, I suppose he wilt
he calling on you shortly?" " I can't say for that, you
know." " When he comes, send him to me: I have some-
thing to say to him. Meantime, I will take care of the um-
brella for you." The complainant was put out of custody,
grumbling, " It's a queer thing people can't walk the streets
with their own numbrells."

SPORTING INTELLIGENCE

MANCHESTER-FRIDAY EVENING.

We have no improvement to notice in the Derby transac-
tions. To-day there has not been any thing either spoken
about or accomplished. Last night, there was some disposi-
tion to lay against the leader, and 12 to 1 was offered. At
the same tinge 5 to 4 to a largish stake might have been had
between Erin-go-Bragh and Accelerator. It is more than
probable, that, before we get far into the month upon which
we are just entering, the Chester Trades Cup willbe brought
out. 12 to lis at present the offer on the field.

TATTERSALL'S—THuss DAY.
THE DERBY.—The only change of consequence which
resulted from the business transacted yesterday afternoon
was in the north country horse Accelerator, whose party is
daily increasing in number and confidence. One gentleman
was fortunate enough to get on a rouleau at 25 to 10, five
points more than was taken subsequently to £lOO. Ilderim,
Erin-go-Bragh, Wapiti, and two or three outsiders, were
backed outright; and some bets were made between horses,
without leading to any alterations. The closing prices were
as follow :-
7 to 2 against John Scott's lot. (take 4 to 1)
7 to 1 John Da.)'s lot. (t to £100)
Il to 1 Lord Jersey's brother to Bay Middleton.
(taken, and afterwares offered)
18 to 1 Duke of Rutland's Flambeau. (take 20)
20 to 1 Lord Jersey's Ilderim. (t)
20 to 1 Mr. Bowes' Accelerator. (t)
25 to l Col. Peel's Dey of Algiers. (take 28 to 1)
27 to 1 Mr. Bowes' Erin-go-Bragh. (t) _
40 to 1 Mr. Bowes' Epidaurus. (off)
45 to 1 Mr. Wreford's Wapiti. (t)
2000 to 30 Mr. Mostyn's Hugh Lupus. (t)
1000 to 13 Mr. T. Walter's The Deputy. (t)
4000 to 25 Mr. Jackson's Wings. (t)
1500 to 50 against Tros and Fitz-Arabi) (t); 500 to 400 on
Wapiti against Deception (t); 500 even between Epidaurus
and Lord Jersey's Cain colt (t.)

COURT OF REQUESTS PRACTICE IN NEW SOUTH WALES.
—A respectable free emigrant had a tailor's bill presented to
him for a suit of clothes, although he had never got clothes
from the tailor. He received a summons for the bill to the
Court of Requests; he represented the case to a colonial
attorney and requested him to manage the matter for him,
which the attorney said he would do. The gentleman who
had been summoned, of course, did not give himself any fur-
ther concern about the matter, but appeared in court when
the cause was called on. The tailor proved that he had fur-
nished the defendant with a suit of clothes, and of course
that the debt was a just one ; but, to the utter astonishment
of the defendant himself, the lawyer had got a witness to
swear that he saw him pay the tailor the bill.—Rev. Mr.
Lainy's Evidence to the Parliamentary Committee on Trans-
portation.
WARNING TO FRAUDULENT BANKRUPTS.—In the courtof •
Bankruptcy, on Friday, a bankrupt, named Thomas F. Mason,
was examined, and Sir U. F. Williams, the commissioner,
said lie thought the balance-sheet one that merited scrutiny
to the furthest extent possible. When a man put down his
debts at upwards of £l6OO, without a single farthing of ap-
parent property to meet them, it was monstrous; and it
seemed to him (to use the words of the late Lord Eldon) to be
" shewing much contempt to the Great Seal to be t party to
the issuing of such a fiat," and he should, in such a case,
where there appeared to be no assets, follow the dictum of
the late learned Lord whom he had before quoted, which
dictum had been recognized by the Court of Review, and
put in practice on more occasions than one by the com-
missioners, that of adjourning the proceedings in the fiat
"sine die." Such a balance-sheet as the one now before him
ha never remembered to have seen, and a full enquiry into
it should be instituted. This court should not be made "a
place of whitewashing," on an insolvent debtor's court. He
sat there for the purpose of distributing the assets of a bank-
rupt's estate among his bona fide creditors, and not to "white-
wash" :nen, who would then turn round upon their unfortu-
❑ate creditors and laugh at them. A fiat might as well have
been issued against Aldgate pump as the bankrupt before
the court.

Some people think there can be nothing worse,
When, pen in hand, they're sitting down to write,
No matter if the subject 's prose or verse,
To find they call our 'goad nor had indite.
But writing nonsense is the greater curse ;
I think you 'll own, too, what I say is right :
Nay more, those rascals well deserve the lash
Who overwhelm the world with worthless trash.
In this most gloomy month, the last but one
Of what men have agreed to call a year,
The same in which they end themselves upon
The vague idea that 'twill end their care;
The same, also, when those yclept the " ton,"
Are scattered, like the Jews, both here and there,
My pen ill baud snee doggedly I -take
To keep myself this murky day awake.
And besides this, there is one motive more
Induces me to take toy pen in hand :
Since parliament has been prorogued, the store
Of ready news the newsmen can command
Has been hashed up, and daily brought before
(In sundry forms) the public of this laud;
And but for Durham mustard's piquankflavour
We should have all been sicken'd with the savour.
But some there are with stomachs weak and low,
Who cannot bear this mustard's pungent taste;
Their sickly stomachs heave against it. so,
When nothing but the smelt as yet is traced.
But then there is no choice; " fortune du pot"*
Is never with a better dish replaced;
And so all those who run their chance of dinner
Must eat or starve—as did the old French sinner.
There is another motive, I have said,
,Leads me to write what now is being written :
Most of the editors of papers read
And published in this kingdom of Great Britain,
Have done their best to tell how things have sped;
Then why, like Balaam's ass, should they be smitten ?
Now that the road is stopp'd in which they go,
't hey can but pause or retrograde, you know.
It, therefore, is the duty of all those
Who have the power, and can spare the time,
To help them to eke out their sheets in prose,
And those who can may help them out in rhyme.
It was then for this reason that 1 chose
To trouble you with my old octave's chime :
And as the stream of poesy is low,
It cannot well produce an overflow.
Newspapers must be filled and forth must come,
All damply lettered, from the teeming press;
An editor is counted dead when dumb;
If once he fail to send forth his address,
A paragraph will soon appear from some
One of his friends, who, in his great distress,
Perhaps tells his loss in one short line at most,
" Died, late last night, our friend the Mosning Post."
In fact it is such passages as these
Which keep the London press just now alive—
" Lord B. has sailed fur Boulogne on the seas"—
`• The Queen this morning took her wonted drive"—
"Lord D. is at his villa planting trees"—
"On dit, Sir Vincent A. will shortly wive"—
" The Duke of F. will be three years away,
Whilst that his great estates are nursed, they say."
And it were well if editors would keep,
When lacking news, their pages to complete,
To paragraphs like these, nor prying leap
The sacred bounds of private life's retreat.
Of all the wrongs 'tis possible to heap
On any man the world owns as discreet,
Traducing his good character 's the worst ;
For when that 's gone, all social ties are burst.
You know there is a mean in all things, which
In most, when men do pass it, they deserve
The lash for carrying them to such a pitch;
And I am one of those who do not swerve
From justice, he th' offender poor or rich;
I lay it on where wanting, but reserve
A portion of my strength where less is needed,
So that the crime is not by stripes exceeded.
A mighty engine is the press for good,
If that its power be wielded as it ought;
But if its use is so misunderstood,
As into private warfare to be brought,
Invading man's most sacred rights, it would,
With its good properties, he dearly bought ;
And well it is examples are hut rare,
When this great puw'r is wrongly brought to bear.
Of late there is an instance of misuse,
Calls forth the scorn of each right thinking man;
An editor, who's known but for abuse,
(Let thousands witness this, for thousands can,)
Now finds his thoughts becoming so obtuse,
He can't explain them in his pristine plan;
So twice a week he now spouts forth his ire—
The sow, tho' washed, will wallow in the mire.
His last most flagrant libel was directed
Against the prospec.s of a worthy man ;
So coverly his aim was scarce detected,
So well he managed to disguise his plan.
Failing to act on him as was expected,
'Twat; aimed so as to take a water span ;
And like a bomb-shell cast into a town,
To burst and knock the nearest objects down.
But luckily 'twas harmless, and if he, •
The traitor, who was shooting in the dark,
Had not possessed a wife and family,
His carcase had been set up for a mark.
Or perhaps insurance of his life might free,
His body from being winged, just like a lark—
Or if, with these excuses unprepared,
Perchance on "higher grounds" he might be spared.
His "higher grounds" are mountains where he'd stand,
(As whilome did the giants, which vou know,)
And taking fragments of the rock in hand,
" He'd hurl them down at all who pass below,
Thinking the puny strength they could command
Would not suffice such missiles up to throw;
But let him know that: one small piece of lead
Will bore a hole through a great giant's head.
Bruvere has written that there are but few
Who don't repent, at least once cv'ry day,
Of having ta'en a wife—hut 'tis not true;
He also says, in the same peevish way,
That there are fewer still who do not view
With envious eye the Benedict's proud sway;
But now such thoughts are gone quite out of season,
'Tis best to wed, for many a cogent reason.
And one of these is, if you're called to fight,
And have a wife and family, you may
Refuse to do so, which is counted right, •
By those who set the fashions of the day.
Or if you will not marry—the new light
Allows those to refuse who yearly pay
Insurance on their property or lives,
Which is the same as having married' wives.
Ye single men, of high and !ow degree,
Who are of a pugnacious disposition;
Take good advice, and if you would be free,
To follow your own bent—change your condition ;
Go straight and wed and then you need not be
Afraid such acts will lead to inquisition ;
And ye who are too young to marry wives,
Go to the Sun, and there insure your lives.
Salford, November 28th, 1838.

* Every one knows the story of the Frenchman, who,
being invited to take "pot lurk" with a friend, refused all
the dishes; and on being asked if there was nothing lie liked,
said he was waiting for "pot luck," or "fortune du pot," us
he termed it.