The Warwickshire Herald. — 1890-06-19 (Birmingham, West Midlands, England)

ATTIMPTED MURDER OF A HOUSEMAID. At the West London Police Court, Robert Penniker was charged on remand with, attempting to murder Rose Moore, his fellow-servant, at 106, Queen's Gate, by striking her on the head with a poker. —The prisoner absconded after the occurrence, and on being apprehended by Detective-sergeant Brown said, "Trouble made me do it, and I am very sorry for it now." Dr. Phillip Turner, of Gloucester Terrace, South Kensington wasnalled to the injured woman, and found her suffering from a scalp wound three or four inches in length, and a smaller but deeper wound on the back of the head. Her arms were also bruised.—The injured woman now attended, and was allowed to be seated, she appearing in a weak condition. She said she was housemaid to Captain Gridley, of 106, Queen's Gate. The prisoner was there as footman when she was engaged. Early on the morning of the 3rd Inst. she was in the dining-room when the prisoner Caine in and said, "1 want to speak to you, Lose." He pushed the door to, and without any further remark struck her on the head with a poker, which he had in his right hand, and also on the arms. He struck her several times, but she could not say how many. She put op her arms to protect her. self, and he fell over a chair. Witness got out of ' the room and locked the door. She went downstairs and saw the kitchenntaid, and then went up. stairs and fainigal. There had been no quarrel whatever. —The prisoner did not ask any questions, but handed in a letter which lie had received from Sir Arthur Watson, Q.C., his former employer.— Sergeant Brown produced a poker in a bent condition, and the housemaid. lie also produced two letters which were left by the prisouer.—Mr.Curtis Bennett inquired whether the prisoner attacked the butler—Sergeant Brown said he did not —George Johnson, butler to Captain Gridley, said the prisoner had not said anything to him—Dr. Turner said considerable violence must have been used. The wounds had healed, but the bruises had not all dissppeared.—Sir A. Watson stepped forward, and said the prisoner was in his service five years, and behaved well. Be had suffered from typhoid fever and had been in King's College Hospital.— Mr. Curtis Bennett read the letters aloud. One was addressed to the prisoner's mother, in which he wrote: "By the time you receive this I daresay I shall be in the hands of the police. I have been trying hard Ito get on here, but cannot. There's the cook : I sheiets the kitchenmaid do just as she likes. She(Mrs.Snow) is always bullying me for the slightest thing, and she also caused the butler to be nasty to me. So 1 took and murdered him and the under housemaid as well. She would nearly send me MT my head at the coming dinner party. I could not bear the thought of it, and the thought also of Bocce leaving her place, with your arm so bad as it's been.—The second letter was addressed to Captain Gridley, in which the prisoner asked him to forgive him for coramitting the rash act upon Johnson and Rose, and stating "it's all Mrs. Snow, and Johnson's fault." The butler said he had not had any quarrel with the prisoner. i Sergeant Brown n reply to a statement of Sir A. Watson, said the prisoner's brother was in an asylum—Mr. Curtis Bennett said it was clear from the letters that the prisoner intended to murder the butler and the housemaid. He committed him for trial and directed the officers to have him watched.—The prisoner, who made no remark, was then removed.  Te&SSelll-i;10  master  from  SINGULAR CAS OP ROBBERY At the North. Leiden Police Court, Emily Potter (18), servant, wan charged with stealing 28 silver spoons, 14, -ethos Pirko, two silver sauce ladles, • silver tea '4l7ViCe, a silver fish slice, a pencil-ease, five knives, a,gold watch, three gold brooches, • pair of gold earrings, a gold locket, three gold rings. mirk Oho articles, salve £lOO, the property of Ilra. Taw Oclutey, her mistress, living at 20, St. llary's Road, Canonbury. Some time ago burglary took place next deer to Mrs. Orkney's, and ;since then she has kept her attic doer locked from the outside. One night she fodnd all her jewellery had been taken irons her bedroom, and a cupboard had been broken into. The attic door and window viz* also open. The police had been spoken to, as it was thought another burglary had been committed. Detective Sergeant Drew suspected the prisoner, who at first denied any complicity in the matter. Afterwards she began to cry, and said she had taken the things and buried them in the garden. The officer went to the spot indicated, and found the property.—The prosecntrix seemed unwilling to proceed against the prisoner. who cried very much, but she was remanded.  The body of Miss Mary Louisa Garraway McGaw, daughter of the General Secretary of the Presbyterian Church of England, has been found in the Thames. %he had suffered from religious mania. There is no doubt that she committed suicide. " My snalies inia gracious !" Artemus Ward once said, " there's nothing scarcely I would not do for my beloved country. I would sacrifice all my wife's relations, and most of my own, without a pang or a weep, if my country demanded it." An Irish pedlar asked an itinerant poulterer the price of a. pair of fowls. "Six shillings, sir." "In my dear country, my darling, you might buy them for sixpence a pace." " Why don't, yon remain in your own dear country,, then?" "Case wo intro no sixpences, my jewel, said Pat. A wag, the other day, asked his friend "flow many knaves do you seppole live in this street be. sides yourself 1" "Besi myself?" replied the other, in a heat, "do you mean to insult me l" " Well, then," said the first, "how many do you reckon, including yourself' " "Our hearts, our thoughta, our very beings , grow'tentler witit.age," B&W . the boarding housekeeper, thoughtfully. "Yea," said the new boarder, wha woe battling with a piece of fowl; "but liens do net." The landlady looked as if she saw the noint.  thing ".Are you any relation to my sister," He blushed and stammered until the young lady, taking pity on him, solved the matter by saying, "No, but he'd like to be; wouldn't you, Alfred!" Cards will sew bloat. • "I hope-you will be lenient with me, judge,' said the thief, as he stood up to be eenteneed."l have a good many dependent on me for their support." "Children ? " neked the judge. 'No, &et/Actium."