The British Press; or, Morning Literary Advertiser. — 1825-01-06 (London, England)

ASSASSINATIO X. The annals of Nottingham happily afford no instance, that cow are aware of, of such a cold-blooded deliberate attempt at aseassination as one which occurred on Friday night the 24th instant. is being l'bristmas eve, the public-houses were generally wetly thronged, and a young man, about twenty-eight years of age. of the name of Thomas Alvey, repaired to the sign of the Air ILL loon, in Mount East-street, and being a bobbin and a es/ftste maker, in the employ of Mr. Mortimer, some of his companions Or acquaintance were with him. lie sat down In the tap-room, w soon after seven o'clock, one of those travelling pedlars which abound in Nottingham, of the name of Dominic Catania, made Itia appearance with waistcoat pieces, pocket books, braces, &g, per, estly requesting the company to purchase some of his wont Amongst others, he showed them to Alvey, who took up a pocket book, and being told the price was Is., he offered 2d. for it, but this the Italian indignantly rejected; and on asking for his pocket book, Alvey refused to return it. Many words passed; and it length Alvey held it out to him and on the Italian offering to tsks it, Alvey struck him over the ,and with it, and ran out, pursued kg Dominic. What took place out of doors we have no tnearaf ' ascertaining, but our inquiries letul us to suppose that Alvey eluded pursuit; and the Italian, tilled with purposes of revftft went to his lodgings, laid down his waistcoat pieces and o• goods, and having armed himself with &stiletto°, three-sided ding which the Italian bravoes know so welt how to use, returned to th; Air Balloon. In the mean time Alvey had re-entered, and gess with his party into the parlour; Dominic sat down in the tap-rocitn, where he called for some ale, and before he had sat long sons person in the place exclaimed, "There's the man that has yeg ocket-book." Alvey was at this moment passing from the pit. lour down the passage, and Dominic seising him by the coat 11/, said, " Dive me my book, give me my book ; I'll have my book." Alvey, with a laugh, refused to give it up, when the man strug him on the back, then on the shoulder, sad lastly on the neck. The persons in the taproom, who witnessed this, had no ides the the blows were given with a stiletto ; they though* the fist only wit employed, and therefore paid little regard to the scene before then,. Alvey instantly placed his hand upon the wound on the neck, an; ran into the parlour, exclaiming with a shriek, " He's stuck me! hese stack me 1" but his companions, knowing that he was fond oi a lark, and that he had often cried out wolf before in joke, thougis this was nothing more, and one of them laughing exclaimed, " Hark ye, he says he's struck me, he's struck me." The Lute soon ceased, for the blood began to flow in torrents. A great alms ensued, and in the midst of it, the wretched man who had inflicts* the wounds escaped. Mr. Fligginbottom„ the surgeon, was home /Betels, sent for, and it was found that the first hilow in the back had gone through the shoulder blade; the second blow falling upos us collar of the coat, had done no injury, but the last, and most deadly blow of all, in the neck, has pierced five or six inches; and U. though Mr. 11. and his assistant remained with the sufferer an hours, and have paid every possible attention since, the man, i:Q could not be removed from the Air Balloon, is not out of danget As soon as the circumstance occurred, the police officers were ea the alert, and found that Catama's lodgings were at Mr. Bowler, No. 1403, Clare-street. Ilis pack and goods were there, but tits man had fled, apprehensive of the consequences of his murderous intent. Two constables remained at his lodgings the whole of the night, and the greater part of the next day, in hope of apprehendiag him, but he did not come, nor has he since been heard of. Shashi nut human vengeance overtake him, he will carry the dreadful load of an unquiet conscience to the grave. It may be right to add, that Catania was not a Jew, as has been reported, but • Catholic, and had been • resident in Srottingham about four months. Tea hopes of Alvey's recovery are faint indeed.—Nottiogitant /teaks.