The Sun. — 1850-07-03 (London, England)

THAMES.  Henry Haseman, a registered coal-whipper, Catherine Haseman, a bloated and dissipated looking woman, his wife, and Emma Smith, a girl of loose character, were brought before Mr. Yardley, charged with feloniously assaulting and robbing Mr. Charles Williams, a country gentleman, now residing at 37, Jubilee-place, Stepney.  . The prosecutor appeared with his head and face cut and bruised in a dreadful manner. His shirt and clothes were torn and covered with blood, his hands wore severely lacerated, and his eyes were swollen and discoloured. It appeared from his evidence that ho had only been in London a few days, and that on Monday evening he was passing along John's-place, Stepney, near his own residence, when ho met the female prisoners at the door of the house No. 10, and they invited him into the house and asked him to give them some porter. He was not acquainted with the character of the house and its inmates. He imprudently accepted the invitation and sent for porter. When that was drunk Smith asked for some rum and ho gave her a shilling to fetch some. This was repeated several times, until the male prisoner came in, with his face begrime:led with coal dust, and Mr. Williams was introduced to him as a country gentleman whom they had invited into their humble dwelling to give him a caution against the thieves and sharpers of London. Soon af' terwards, and while talking to the women who were constantly hanging about him, he put his hand into his waistcoat pocket and missed his purse, which contained five sovereigns. Ho was sure it was safe when he entered the house. His silver in another pocket remained untouched. The prosecutor immediately jumped up from the chair and said, " You have robbed me," upon which Smith attempted to leave the room. Mr. Williams put his back against the door and prevented her. The man, Haseman, directly made a furious attack upon him, struck him right and left with his fists, and declared that he should not leave the apartment alive unless he allowed Smith to leave the room. Mr. Williams was soon covered with blood, which flowed copiously from his nose, mouth, and ears, but he, notwithstanding, defended himself as well as he was able, and he was then set upon by the female prisoners, who struck, bit, and scratched him in a moat savage manner; the other prisoner all the while hitting and kicking him as hard as he was able. After a desperate conflict the door was opened, and the parties all got into the hall of the house, where the struggle was renewed. The prosecutor was dragged into the yard at the rear of the house, where an attempt was made to strangle him. lie clung to the male prisoner, who threw him down and kicked him, and the women set upon him again and beat him. He called out " Murder, police, thieves!" as loud as he was able, and at length, when he was nigh exhausted, Pye, a police-constable, No. 111 K, rushed into the house just as Mrs. Haseman was preparing, with a piece of wood three feet in length and as thick as a man's arm, to beat out the prosecutor's brains. Pye arrested her arm, and saved the prosecutor from a blow which would most probably have killed him hid it taken effect. Pyc drove Haseman on one bide and raised the prosecutor from the ground. Ho was then covered with blood and there was a frightful gash on his fore• head. The prosecutor said he had been robbed of five sovereigns and nearly murdered. While they were talking Pye saw Mrs. Haseman attempting to conceal the piece of wood in the garden. Ho took the male prisoner into custody, leaving Sergeant Smith, No. 28 K, in the house, who began to search the front parlour for the purse and sovereigns which Mr. Williams bad lost. While he was doing so, the prosecutor saw the end of his green purse behind a shell on the top of a chest of drawers. He snatched it up, and the woman peroeiving him do go, mid to sraitb, “etch him, he hes ag doubt  [