The Sun. — 1831-06-07 (London, England)

ROBT. WALKER, R. 1., hoped the meeting would allow him to say a few words on a very selfish subject—namely, what had occured to himself on Sunday night, after he had retired from the field of battle.—(clear, hear.) When about to step into his carriage, several kind friends came about him, and begged of him not to go home by the Bransty•road, for parties of colliers were there lying  in wait to murder him. Mrs Walker was with him, and became alarmed by their remonstrances, and also urged him to go by Hensineham ; and probably it was fortunate she was there, or he might have been fool-hardy enough to have gone amongst these fellows. Discretion, however, was probably the better part of valour, and by taking the Hensinghatn road he had deprived the blood-seekers of their prey.—(Cheers.) He had frequently ventured his life in the service of his country—in defence of the lives and properties of such men as the Earl of Lonsdale, whil,t they were sitting at home at ease ; and he thought it would be not a little inglorious to fall at the last by the hands of his Lordship's colliers.—( Much cheering.) Mr. 1-lonsoN (solicitor) begged to address a few words to the meeting, to show the necessity of adopting some strong resolutions. Mr. Blamire, one of the representatives of the county, had been at Whitehaven paying his respects to his constituents, and had dined at that house with a convivial party in celebration of the King's birth-day. The party was broken up by a general attack upon the house by the colliers of the Earl of Lonsdale—(Shame, shame)— and for several hours neither Mr. Blamire nor himself could leave the inn without endangering their  lives.—(Shame, shame.) These facts alone were sufficient to show the necessity there existed for the people of Whitehaven doing something to secure themselves for the future.—(Cheers.) MILIIAM HARTLEY, Esq. (banker), said —Gentlemen, I am not a stranger amongst you—(Hear, hear)—for I have lived in Whitehaven tifiy years; and I am certainly at a loss to conceive what I have ever done that my life should he sought to be taken by the agents of the Earl of Lonsdale.—(Loud cheering, and cries of " Shame, shame !" " Disgraceful !" " Horrible !" &c.) I have never been opposed to the interests of Lord Lonsdale ; I have been, indeed, on friendly terms with him, and have frequently dined at his table—(Hear, hear)—and what the offence may be that has created the wrath of his agents, I can't say.—(Cheers.) After the first attack here in the evening, I went to see one of my sons, who had gone into the crowd, it was a boyish trick of him, and I don't defend it—though it showed there was some courage in the lad to face such a mob as were assembled there.—(Hear, hear.) I found him with his skull cut.--(Shame, shame.") We got into our carriage, and when we came near the archway,* I found about twenty colliers waiting to attack me ; my coachman whipped forward, and had it not been for him, it is my opinion that I should have been killed.—(Strong expressions of horror and indignation burst from every part of the meeting.) They were not able to stop the coach ; and they then struck at my man upon the box, and attempted to strike me.—(Shame, shame.) The coachman drove too quickly for them to do much mischief, and when they could do no better, they threw their bludgeonsat us.—(Shouts of indignation.) Captain