The Liverpool Standard and General Commercial Advertiser.
Liverpool, Merseyside, England, 1835-07-24 00:00:00

ASSIZE INTELLIGENCE.

WivctiEsTER.—FRIDAY.—John Blake was indicted for hav-
ing on the 13th of June maliciously stabbed his wife, Louisa
Blake, with intent to Murder her, at Southampton.
Mr. C. Saunders conducted the prosecution, and Mr. Missing
appeared for the prisoner.
From the evidence it appeared that Blake and his wife were
married seven or eight months since, and that in May they had
agreed to separate. On the evening in question the prisoner
called at one Gully's, where his wife was living. She was out,
but returned iu about a quarter of an hour. The prisoner then
asked her to sit by him; she refused. He then rushed at her
with a knife in his hand. He stabbed her in the breast. In
attempted to cut her throat. He then bent her head down
nearly to the ground, and inflicted several stabs on the back of
her neck. She got the knife fr.on him. He then got a large
pole and knocked her down with it, and jumped upon her, and
then took up a large earthenware washing-pan and dashed it on
her head; he did the smile with auother pan, the whole time
saving that he came there for the purpose of naurdering her.
The jury foudd the prisoner Guilty, and the learned judge
passed senteile'e of death upon him, holding out no hope of
mercy.
SATURDAY, JULY 18.
‘..!liam Warder and Walter Woodward were indicted for
having' assaulted Thomas Compton on the 21st of, February,
near Andover, putting him in bodily fear, and robbing hint of
E 126.

Mr. Missing conducted the prosecution, and Mr. C. Saunders
the defence.

The prosecutor stated, that as he was returning from Andover
market, about nine o'clock in the evening of the 21st of Febru-
ary, in his gig, his horse was stopped by five men, two of whom
got up in the gig and took from him all the money he had,
amounting to £126, and his watch, and all he had in his pocket.
They then cut the reins, gave the horse three or four hard
blows, and sent him off as hard as he could gallop. The horse
continued that pace for two miles and a half. The prisoners, he
believed, were two of the five men: A man of the name of
Clarke was one. They threatened him if he did not hold his
noise.

Several witnesses were called, who proved that the prisoners
and Clarke were together for some days previous to the robbery.
They then had no money. They were together after the robbery,
and Clarke then had a consideralMe sum of money ; he left the
two prisoners at Godalming, and went to London and changed
the notes into sovereigns, and he then returned to Godalming.
The prisoners and Clarke were subsequently apprehended on
the road between Winchester and Southampton.
Mr. Justice Coleridge having summed up the case,
The jury found the prisoners Guilty.—Death recorled.

LONDON POLICE REPORT.

MANSION-HOUS-FRIDAY.

A PRETTY FOOT AND A BAD PAIR OF BOOTS.-4 ladies'
boot and shoemaker, named Cohen, was summoned before the
Lord Mayor by a lady named Lee, under the following rather
odd circumstances

Miss Lee stated that she, some time ago, ordered a pair o
boots at Mr. Cohen's shop, which is so fatuous for neat fits. The
bootS, the upper parts of which were made of certain stuff
which is generally substituted for leather by ladies who have
no cause to be ashamed of their legs, proved to have certain
flaws which discovered themselves after two days' wear. She
then called upon Mr. Cohen, whom she had paid upon delivery,
and exhibiting the imperfections in her bargain, claimed a
deduction front the charge. No attention, however, was paid
to her claim, and the boots, which the master promised to
repair, were returned in a still worse condition, and to this
hardship was added the impertinent insinuation that in her
attempt to make a small bout fit a foot of large dimensions she
had herself occasioned the ca stnitv.

The Lord Mayor asked the defendant what he had to say in
answer to the charge ?
Defendant.-1 assure you, my lord, I expostulated with the
lady upon the disproportion between the boot and the foot; but
she would be squeezed into a small size, and, as might be ex-
pected, the article could not stand the bursting propensities of
a foot forced into A small compass. Besides, the hoot had been
worn three weeks.

The sister of the complainant declared that the pair of boots
which the complainant had on at the Moment were smaller than
those alluded to, and still by, no means pinched the foot. All
the recompense fered by the defendant was the allowance of a
shilling in the purchase of a new pair.
The Lord Mayor, having examaned the boots, said that it by
no means appeared to him to have been injured by the pressure
of over-sized- feet. His lordship. then desired the sword-bearer,
who attends him on public occasions, to look at the young lady's
foot, and let him know whether it was of such bulk as would ue
likely to punish a boot in two days' wear.,
The sword-bearer undertook the task with alacrity, and
having made the necessary examination, "with spectacle 'on
nose," assured his lordship that there was no foundation in the
world for the defence, as the foot was as pretty an article as a
man could see in a day's walk. (Laughter.)
The Lord Mayor appeared at first to be very well satisfied
with his sword-bearer's authority upon the subject; but
The sister of the defendant stepped forward, and said that she
was present when her brother advised Miss Lee to have a larger
pair of boots, and that the young lady would listen to nothing
but skin tights. (Laughter.)
The Lord Mayor.—What! Do you say too that she is large
footed, and that she, wanted to counteract the work of nature by
tight lacing?
Miss Cuhen.—Certainly ; the foot was much larger than the
bout, and as she walked in the boots for several days the frac-
tures must have occurred.

The Lord Mayor.—Then I shall just have a look at the foot
myself. (Great laughter.) A glance at the young lady's half
hunch of lower fives perfectly satisfied his lordship that the
judgment of the sword-bearer in matters of that kind might be
depended upon. " I decide in this case," said the Lord Mayor,
"that the defendant forthwith pay back the price of,the boots
mid the expenses. The defence has totally failed. The com-
plainant and her sister have sworn that the boots weie not worn
three weeks. You state that the boots had been burst, but it is
valpable to any eye that the flaws have beets caused by the in-
judicious, or careless use of the knife. But, above all, you cal-
culated that, by raising a laugh about the size of a lady's foot,
you would have succeeded in making the complainant satisfied
to undergo the loss. You, however, find yourself mistaken. I
knew instantly from the appearance of the boot that you were
all in the wrong as to the foot. and therefore I felt no hesitation
as to the course I should pursue. Pay the money, and don't
practise in this way."
Defendant. —Won't you allow me to appeal, my lord ?
The Lord Mayor.—Not at all. You have nothing to do but
to refund the money, which-must be done instanter.

DIALOGUE BETWEEN THE CAPTAIN OF A POST-
OFFICE PACKET AND A FEMALE TAVERN-
KEEPER AT BARBADOES.

" Ilow do you do, Betsy," said our captain, stepping up to
the lady, and accosting tier with a very hearty shake of the
hand. * * • "I think, Sa, it might be Miss Betsy Austin
Out of your mouth, if you please, Sa!" " Holloa, Betsy!" re-
plied t:he captain, " what has ruffled the usual mildness of your
temper this evening? Is this the way you treat your old fiends
when they call to see you ?" "Old friends!" exclaimed. Miss
Betsy, with a curl of her short nose, -intended to be indicative
of contempt; "my friends, Sa, are captains of 'nen-of-war, I'd
have you to know, Sa, and none of your skipjacks of postoffice
packets with one swab on their shoulders, Sa!" "Come, come,
Betsy," said the captain, "don't abuse the postoffice I You
know I stopped, at your house last voyage and paid you a
swinging bill into the bargain, some twenty pounds for sell and
passengers; Betsy !" "Don't Betsy me, Se!" cried Miss Aus-
tin, jumping from her chair, and asserting the dignity of her
station with all becoming vehemence; "go to Miss Hannah
Lewis, and carry your passengers to her house. Who cares
for your custom? what feller are you, to call me Betsy? I'll
let you know, Mr. Skipjack of a packet-boat, who and what I
am; and the next time you see me, I'd have you take care, Sa,
you have not cause to remember Miss Betsy Austin, who is
neither Crab nor Creole, I.;ut true Barbadian born!"—Dr. Mud-
den's Twelce Months' Residence in the West Indies.

On most plantations, Dr. Madden observes, there is a litigious
negro who regulates the quarrels of the other negroes, and takes
on himself the direction of their discontent. "He is generally
a shrewd, plausible fellow—has a good deal of Congo saw, or,
in other negro parlance, sweet mouth—and likewise a certain
portion of what the members of the assembly call slack jaw—
Hibernice, the gift of the gab. When he wheedles Buckra, he
does it like an adept in adulteration—he daubs his vanity all
over. 'Massa much too good to neger; what for neger wish
him free ? him want no nyam ; salt plenty, plenty lintel; tou
much everything. Him too much happy with him sweet inassa
—nebber to want free. Him born slave—why for no, him not
always slave? Him no fuss of Augus neger, him for true
massa's own neger—who care for Willyforce neger? lli chu!
who have the =perm:ice to call him free neger?' • • *!"