The Miner and Workman's Advocate. — 1865-03-11 (London, England)

THE MURDER OF AN ENGLISHMAN IN NEW YORK. The New York Times, of the 22nd of February, gives the following account of the conclusion of the trial of a man named Friery, for the murder of Harry Lazarus, a Sheffield pugilist:— The knowledge that Bernard Friery was to be sentenced yesterday morning, for the murder of Harry Lazarus, attracted an immense crowd to the Court of General Sessions at its opening. It was largely composed of the fancy and muscular men of Houstop, Crosby, and other streets in the vicinity, many of whom were friends either of the deceased, or of the prisoner. There were also many well-known people of altogether other stations in life, among whom were to he noticed Justice Dowling, Harry Howard, Captain Jourdan, of the metropolitan police, Captain Rynders' and numerous others, The prisoner Friery sat between his counsel, ex. Judge Stewart and Mr. Sedgwick, and preserved a very calm demeanour.—After some other business, DistrictAttorney A. Oakley Hall, said It also becomes my painful duty to move your honour for the judgment of law upon conviction, in the ease of the People against Bernard Friery, convicted of murder in the first degree.— Friery then roGe and stood at the bar.—Mr. Vanderpool, the clerk, addressed him as follows: Bernard Priory, you will remember that you were indicted by the grand inquest of the city and county of New York for the murder of Henry Lazarus on the 3rd of January last; that you were arraigned and pleaded not guilty; that you were tried, and upon trial convicted, and upon conviction you are standing at this bar to receive the sentence of the court. What have you to say, if anything, why the sentence of the courtshould not be passed upon you? —Friery seemed hardly able to speak for a moment, and then, after an effort, be said in a somewhat husky voice: It was an accident. I had no intention of ever harming him. I had been drinking three or four days, and I did not know what I was doing. I was always the best of friends with him. I never had no falling out. There was an impressive silence in the court as Recorder Hoffman addressed the prisoner as follows :—Bernard Friery: On the morning of the 3rd day of January, 1865, in the presence of several witnesses, you stepped up to Henry Lazarus, said he was "a good little man," and plunged your dagger in his neck. The blade it was about seven inches long; you drew it from the wound, wiped the bind from it with your fingers, remarked that "Harry was a good little man; but you guessed you had fixed him," and left the room. As you went out in the open air, Henry Lazarus passed into the immediate presence of his God. He had done you no harm. It was a reckless, and wanton murder. You had a fair trial, and before a carefully selected jury. Their verdict was guilty, and the punishment is death. In the progress of your case through the appellate courts, that punishment may be for a time averted, but rest assured it must come at last. You cannot escape it, and it is your duty to prepare for it. Listen now to the jticigment of the Court, which is : That you, Bernard Friery, for the murder and felony whereof you stand convicted, be taken hence to the place from whence you came, there to be safely kept and detained, and that on Friday, the 31st of March, 1865, between the hours of 12 o'clock noon and 2 o'clock in the afternoon, you be hanged by the neck until you are dead, and may God haye mercy on you. The death warrant was then read, and the prisoner resumed his seat. Shortly afterwards he was taken back to the Tombs, where he will remain to await the execution of the sentence.