It was the "Death of Abercrombie," but he
could get no further than "his last wound,"
he was so unkimmon drunk. The three was
druv home in wheelbarrows. They was called
the "family party." Mr. M'Squinney met
the first barrow as it was a-going round the
corner, and said, "Steady, coachman!"
Plumworth owned three small houses in
Prospect Lane.

Mr. Serjeant Battledore (to the last witness).
When Plumworth said he could have as much
gold as he liked for his votes, you, of course,
asked him from whom it was to come. What
answer did he make?

Mr. Serjeant Racket, As counsel for the
sitting member, I decidedly object to this
question.

Mr. Serjeant Battledore. I must infer that
my learned friend's reason for objecting is,
because the sitting member would be named.

Mr. Serjeant Racket. You may infer whatever
you please, as a matter of private amusement;
but you have no legal right to put
the question.

Mr. Serjeant Battledore. What possible
amusement does the learned gentleman
suppose I can derive from hearing the dulcet
sound of Yellowboys, from the lips of Pavit,
as the echo of Plumworth?

Mr. Serjeant Racket (with great solemnity).
I protest against the name of any nobleman
or gentleman being mentioned in this
case, and I contend that such a question
should not be put to the witness.

The Hon. Chairman. It seems to me that
the answer of this witness to the question as
to who furnished the money for the votes,
would settle the whole matter at once.

The Committee, after a long discussion,
arrived at the conclusion that, inasmuch as a
reply from the last witness to this question
would, in all probability, put an end to the
proceedings in a summary and satisfactory
manner, contrary to all precedent in
committees and courts of law, such question
should on no account be put.

This decision was followed by some
murmurs, and ejaculations of indignation and
surprise.

The Hon. Chairman. Suppress that vulgar
and indecent interruption.

James Podgers, printer and news-agent, and
part proprietor of the Rotton "Weekly
Illuminator and Nor'- West Advertiser." Knew
Mr. Plumtree Yellowboys by sight only.
Was acquainted with Mr. M'Squinney,
slightly. Knew the "Glorious Constitution"
public-house, of course, as an inhabitant.
Had his beer from it, like others. Had seen
the house, No. 17, in Leapfrog Street. Knew
it, as he knew Nos. 18 and 19, as a matter of
eyesight. Had seen gold in the hands of
voters who were not used to have much gold
pass through their hands, except on market-
days, when they spent it freely enough. Was
a voter himself. Had voted for Mr. Plumtree
Yellowboys, on principle.

By the Committee. Was a married man. His
age was thirty-six, or thereabouts. Had a
small field at the back of his printing-office.
No garden. Kept a cow. Was subject to the
toothache. Witness was— not the cow. Went
to the Established Church on Sundays
sometimes. Was not a bookseller. Had never
been an exciseman.

By Mr. Serjeant Battledore. Had generally
voted with the yellow party of Rotton. Not
always. Could not recollect when he had
not, nor why. Was aware that money was
really sometimes given for votes in that
borough, but had never happened to see
any instance of it. Never received any bribe
himself for his vote. Would not bemean
himself to such a thing. Was acquainted
with Mr. M'Squinney. Had known him for
years; was, in fact, a friend. Considered him
a very respectable man. Had smoked a pipe
with him at the "Glorious Constitution"
during the election. Had smoked two.
Thought he might have smoked three. Had
not counted them. Hoped there was no harm in
it if he had smoked half a dozen, during election
time. Could not swear that he had not smoked
a dozen and a half with Mr. M'Squinney
during election time; but is quite prepared to
say that it was not at one sitting. Did once
smoke half a pipe of mild tobacco at No. 17,
Leapfrog Street. Heard people talk about
voting, and so forth— all quite natural at
election time. Never drank any dog's nose;
though he once had been induced to partake
of a tumbler of negus. Forgets who it was with.
It might have been with Mr. M'Squinney.
Had always considered him a very respectable
man. Did not know what business
Mr. M'Squinney followed. Believes he had
once been a dealer in sheep-skins. Thought
he had also been an upholsterer— means a
broker— sold second-hand furniture. Never
knew if he had been a pork-butcher, but had
heard that he used to furnish pork of various
kinds for Mr. Yellowboys (laughter). Meant
legs and loins, not whole carcases, except at
election time (loud laughter). Mr. Yellowboys
kept a good table, and had many friends.
Witness never received a single guinea for his
vote from anybody, nor more than a single
guinea. Had done a little printing for Mr.
M'Squinney. It related to election matters for
Mr. Yellowboys— handbills, placards, squibs;
quite the usual sort of things. Was never
paid over and above his bill except the odd
shillings. Furnished the "Weekly Illuminator
and Nor'- West Advertiser" to Mr.
Yellowboys. It contained all the local news,
all about the elections, of course— speeches and
so on. The general circulation of the paper was
fifteen hundred, and about two thousand five
hundred at election times. Never was in
Lambkin's Mews. Knew there was such a place.
Had seen lambs and cattle driven down to be
slaughtered there somewhere; but this was
before Mr. M'Squinney had anything to do
with No. 17. Does not know exactly what he