Weekly national intelligencer. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1841-1869, 1850-01-12
OLD BAILEY AIDES.
FROM THE LONDON "pUScH."

| From Mss Louisa - TO Mss Charlotte -.
My Dearest Charlotte have just come home from the Old
Bailey Dock, in that hotrid Newgae, and you can't think
what futter I'm in. Dear me If it isn't exciting
than the opera and them you know, love- what makes
delightful it's all true. But let tell you oil about it.
Our Charles knowing dear Mr.. - Che is one ofthe -
of the city Of London got tickets for myself and Arabea
hear the co of the trials Of those hod dreadful creatures
the Mannings. Coming late (for you know what girl Ara
bella is never ready when every body else isl there
for upon the bench, where saw those girls the
Peeponts (who always push themselves every J
obliged to take seat with the dreadful blood
thirsty creatures in the dock. didn't much like first;
but after half an hour got quite econced to the sua
ton enabled to all the of each Of the
criminals CONFERENCE.-The monsters
There were many ladies in court our Post says,
probabilities" think Madame Tussaud but then
her visit was of course, purely one Of business.
When the creatures into the dock was all in twit
ter and, upon my word and honor do you know, felt for
moment as if murder Catching The villain Manning
dressed in plain black and looked such wretch, the
Sunday papers not making him half monster enough (By
the way I'll send you his likeness in ocket with, pos
sbe bit of his hair and then you judge for yoursef)
Mrs. Manning very nicely dressed indeed When
looked het thought the jury find such black satin
gown guily-but they didn't Besides the black satin,
she had plaid shawl Of the Stuart pattern Wore very beau
tful cap that have doubt will be fashionable with such
beautiful lace lappes and lace rues that-no Inever did
to me impossible that such hands, with such appets,
could commit murder but, then, such doubts made the
sweetness of the interest.
Well, the trial on and felt myself so much at home
with the horrd prisoners that twice, caught my
self about to offer my de cologne the wreched cuprs
at the bar-but didn't As the witnesses were examined,
if wasn't much better than play, I'm here, that's ALL
Mr. SERGEANT Wilkins little hard upon but then,
you know, he paid for it and that explains every thing
Well my DEAR to be Short the judge summed up and the
jury retired and the interest delightful They in
last and the Judge began pronounce sentence, when
Mrs. Manning-well didn't she show her spiri. called
every body pack Of wreches and threw all the and
bitter herbs before her upon the wigs of the lawyers 1t
altogether great deal finer than Crisis Norma, and much
more real than MIS- Warmers Lady Macbeth. However,
the judge went and sentenced the horrible criminal to be
hanged and Mrs. Manning founced of the Dock telling
EN- all to SO and be ashamed Of themselves.
Having broken the ice, if they executed think shall
go and the sight. For if ladies make the Old Bailey
fashionable don't why they shouldn paonze the
drop. Il is so exciting; and, as said before, real
Good bye, for I'm going dress for dnner but wouldn't
miss the post Should there be such another trial. you
must up to London, and go Newsate with (my deer
girl) Your affectionate Louisa.
OCTOBER 26TH
p s. Bonnes coming out with punches Of artificial
rue, Ia dock: if you want give order for New
gate chip.