The Sun. — 1866-05-23 (London, England)

CURTI. M. LEVY, the Great Cornet Player, at Nine, Ten, and Eleven o'clock. Doors open at hall-past Eight o'clock. Admission, Is.  DUBLIN, May 22. One of the most daring, deliberate, and coolly executed attempts at assassination ever made in this country took place on Sunday night, at Howth. Warner, the approver, who gave evidence against the Fenian prisoners during the trials at the late Special Commission, had been living at Clontarf, under the protection of the constabulary. Although aware that he is the object of intense hatred, he imprudently exposed himself while there, having gone into a publichouse, and exhibited a pistol, which was taken from him, and he was at the same time terribly beaten. He was, consequently, removed to Howth, where, with his wife and six children, he lodged in a house next door to the constabulary station, and was under the protection of a subconstable named Tormy. On Sunday evening, about 8 o'clock, Warner and his protector were standing against the wall of the graveyard about ten yards from the police barracks, when they were accosted by a strange man, who inquired the name of the graveyard, and then got into conversation with them, and ultimately invited them to have some drink at a publichouse. Tormy refused to go, stating that he belonged to the police. The stranger then inquired where they lived, said he was hungry, and asked whether they knew a place where he could get refreshments. Warner, who is said not to have been quite sober, then invited him to take tea with him at his lodgings. The visitor was introduced to Mrs. Warner, and made himself so agreeable that several bottles of porter were afterwards breught in and consumed. About halfpast 10 o'clock the man, who gave his name as O'Connor, expressed a wish to stay all night if he could get a bed. Thelandlady said she would give one sooner than let him out at that late hour. The offer was thankfully accepted ; but before retiring to rest O'Connor asked Warner to be good enough to show him the way to the back yard. He did so, and as soon as they got outside of the door O'Connor stabbed him in the neck behind the ear with a dagger about six inches long. It pierced the collar of the coat, vest, and shirt, and inflicted a wound about an inch deep, striking against the bone, but cutting no arteries. The wound, though dangerous, was not mortal, and Warner, who is a courageous man, of great muscular power, about 40 years of age, turning instantly, seized his assailant by the collar, a desperate struggle ensued, and O'Connor was able to escape only by leaving behind him his coat, vest, and hat. He also left the dagger, and in his coat pocket was a six-chamber revolver, loaded with two bullets in each chamber, and capped. O'Connor escaped by jumping over the wall. He bad a return ticket for that day, and no doubt intended to have perpetrated the murder in time to get back to Dublin by the last train, but not being able to accomplish that, and being without hat or coat, he seems have walked along the railway. Warner rushed into the house, bleeding profusely, and shouting " Murder !" when Tormy ran out without waiting to dress, revolver in hand, but too late. Dr. Rorke, of Baldoyle, was immediately sent for, and arrived above half-past 11 o'clock, when he bound up the wound and stopped the hemorrhage. The constabulary were instantly in motion to arrest the fugitive. Head-constable Keown having sent his men out in all directions, took a car himself and drove rapidly into town, rousing the constabulary at every station on the way, and giving notice at the detective-office in Dublin. The consequence was that the whole country was scoured by the