The Sun. — 1834-09-03 (London, England)

UEEN- S Q UA RE.  Yesterday William Jollift the driver of the cabriolet No. 1,552, was brought before Messrs. BURRELL and WHITE, charged with being drunk, furiously driving a cabriolet, and killing the horse by his negligence, the property of his employer, Mr. West, of Artillery-place, Struttonground, 'Westminster. The Magistrate said that all they could do was to punish the defendant for his negligent conduct, and be must pay a penalty of 40s. for the offence.—The defendant was then removed in custody. A middle-aged woman, named Jane Mil Janus, late of No. 2, Symond's-street, Chelsea, was placed at the bar, charged with stealing a large quantity of sheets, shirts, and other linen, of the value of nearly 20/., the property of Frederick Shaw, Esq., Recorder of Dublin, of N 0.149, Sloanestreet, Chelsea. The prisoner was regularly employed as a laundress at the prosecutor's house, and paid so much per week. About ten days ago she took a quantity of linen home with her to iron, with which she absconded and left her lodgings. Information was given to the police, and yesterday morning she was met in the streets by a police constable, who took her into custody: Several pawnbrokers attended, and produced some of the prosecutor's linen which bad been pledged by the prisoner. Mr. WHITE strongly animadverted on the conduct of the pawnbrokers in taking in such property from a person like the prisoner. He was firmly of opinion that if there were no pawnbrokers' shops there would not be one-half of the robberies committed. He wished that Byers or some of his men would look after the pawnbrokers, and he would be ready to hear their informations.--Remanded. An unfortunate hen-pecked man, somewhat advanced in years, named John Pawson, of No. 6, Castle-lane, Westminster, charged his better half, Lydia, a stout masculinelooking woman, many years younger than himself, with threatening to murder him, and from which threat he hourly went in danger of his life. The complainant, with a heavy sigh and in a most mournful tone, commenced the story of his woes, from which it appeared that he had been a soldier in the Guards for upwards of twenty-one years, when he was blessed with one of the most amiable wives in the world, by whom he had a boy and a girl. When he left the army his boy fell off the top of a house and was killed, which had such an effect upon his first wife that she died shortly after, leaving him with one little girl, who also had an accident by tumbling out of a hay-loft, which caused her to lose one of her eyes. The Magistrates desired him to come to the point. Husband—Well, then, I thought I would have another wife to take care of my little girl, and in an unlucky hour I became acquainted with this woman and unfortunately married her ; and I can safely say that from the day I mar ried her to the present hour, which is nearly two years, I have never had a happy hour. My life is a scene of misery, morning, noon, and night, so help me G—d. Wife—l try every thing I can to be happy ; but there is no pleasing him.  Husband—Then pray try everything you can to make me miserable ; you cannot be further from the mark.  Wife—l try to be happy and to make you happy. What can you want more ?  Husband—She is always abusing the poor girl, though she promised to be like a mother to her, knocking her about and threatening to dash her brains out. She has taken a refft'ular spite against her. Mr.