The Kenilworth Advertiser. — 1891-07-04 (Kenilworth, Warwickshire, England)

ACTRESS'S ESCAPADE.  At the Birmingham Police Court, on Saturday morning—before Sir Thomas Martineau and Mr. Lawley Parker—a woman giving the name of Lilian Winfield, 28, and residing in the neighbourhood of Stourbridge, was charged with stealing a gold watch and chain, a diamond ring, a silver pencil-case, and scarfpin, value £25. The prisoner, who described herself as an actress, on Thursday afternoon called at the Lord Nelson publichonse, High-street. Taking advantage of the unusual quietude of the place, she ascended the stairs and rifted the box of the landlord's son, Edward Charles Paul. She got away unperceived, and in a short while had deposited the watch and chain and the pencil-case with two pawnbrokers. At night time she repaired to Day's Concert-hall, and there made friends with the barman at the vaults. She told a remarkable story about her long stage career and the death of her dear. husband. She handed the barman the ticket for the pencil-case, and gave him the scarf-pin. At the bar she also made the acquaintance of two men named Henry Whithcart and Thomas Bishop, the latter of 62, Baker-street, Sparkbrook. When Detective Lytle apprehended the accused she explained to him how she had disposed of the whole property. In each instance the information proved to be correct, except in regard to the diamond zing. She stated that she had given the ring to Bishop. The latter was taxed with receiving it, but denied it, and when confronted with the woman she again positively asserted that Bishop was the man to whom she gave the ring. Bishop, who described himself as an assistant essayist, was called as a witness. He said that he and Whith cart met the accused at Day's Vaults on Thursday. She was an entire stranger, but they got into conversation, and she oonfided in him that she was an actress. She paid for drinks, made presents to the barman, and invited them to go and have tea with her. Witness assented, and they left the place. In the Market-hall she borrowed Bs. from him, and then went direct to the Queen's-hotel, where she ordered dinner.—Mr. Barradale (magistrates' clerk) : What did you have ? Witness : Roast beet —Wine ? No; I had a brandy and soda.— What did she have? Roast beef.—Any wine ? No ; she had a milk and soda (laughter).—Did you see her exhibiting any articles of jewellery? No. —She paid the bill? Yes. On your oath, didn't you have the diamond ring? No. When did you leave her? About nine o'clock.— Prisoner : He stopped me. When asked what she had to say, prisoner replied that she was an actress, and had been out, of an engagement for four months. Her husband was similarly situated, and she had not had anything te eat for two days when she committed the theft. Pointing towards Bishop she said, "That man had some of the money, and left me in the lurch. He (Bishop) had the ring. I took him into about a dozen public-houses, and he persisted in having brandies and sodas at each place."—Mr. Barradale (magistrates' clerk) : What is known of her, Mr. Hail? The Dock-keeper: I believe she is married now, but she's been convicted here twice as a prostitute, and once was charged with attempting suicide.—Sir Thomas Martineau: Six month's imprisonment. —Prisoner : What's that sir, what?— Superintendent Black: Six months. The accused gave a prolonged "oh," and fell down. She was carried out by half a dozen policemen.  A Cabinet Council was held on Saturday at the Foreign Office, all the ministers being present except the Duke of Rutland, Charles Warner, a young Englishman, who arrived at New York on the 23rd inst., is missing. He had 310,000 in bills to invest in business with his brother. Foul play is suspected. ; The Dublin Queen's Bench on Saturday held that the Londonderry magistrates were wrong in convicting Salvationists for marching through the streets with bands playing. At Manchester on Monday, Philip Ernest Power, lately of the firm of Power and Clegg, stockbrokers, was committed for trial on a charge of forgery, in connection with some shares of the value of £25,000. .  A Copenhagen telegram states that the High Court of Appeal has confirmed the sentence of death passed upon Adolph Philipsen, a soap manufacturer, who murdered a man named Meyer in that city in January, 1890, and forwarded the body, packed in a lime cask, to New York. According to a telegram from St. Louis, a Mrs. Goodrich has applied to the authorities at the City Hall for the purpose of recovering her daughter, aged sixteen, who eloped last week with an aeronaut named Cooper. The girl attired herself in her brother's clothes, eluded her parents, and went to Pettsfleld, where she absconded in a balloon with her lover. Her father pursued her, and arrived at the fair ground just after the balloon ascended. Mr. Goodrich is now awaiting news of the pair. Several years have elapsed since Marie Regnault was murdered by Pranzini, with her servant and the child of the latter, in the apartment which they occupied in the Rue de Montaigne, Paris. Another drama was enacted on Friday night at a hotel in the same street. About elevbn o'clock two young men made their appearance at the house, and asked for a large room, which they took. About nine o'clock on Saturday morning, as nothing had since been seen of them, the landlord went upstairs and knocked several times at the door. Having met with no reply, he entered the chamber. He found one of the young men lying on a bed with his throat out and several stabs in the breast. Life was extinct: but there were no signs of any straggle, and the police at first arrived at the conclusion that he had committed suicide. A dagger, with which the wounds had been inflicted, was lying on the floor by the side of the bed. Nothing, however, has been seen of the companion of the dead man, and the police now incline.° the view that a murder has been perpetrated. The whole matter is enveloped in the utmost mystery. Carlton House Terrace has been one of the most favourite quarters of residential London ever since the palace of the Prince Regent made way for the row of stately houses which now occupies its site ant bears its name. One of the largest of the houses till recently belonged to the Duke of Leinster, but his grace sold it to a certain Mr. HAY Sandford, who was what Lord Beaconsfield called