had disputed with his employer at the time of settling
on Saturday night, and when he left the premises held
out a threat that he would serve him out for it.
Information was given to the police, who went to the
cottage of the man and apprehended him while in bed.
His clothes were marked with blood, and there were
other suspicious appearances. He was taken before the
magistrates and remanded for further examination.
After the hearing, the man, whose name is Norman,
and described as a labourer, was taken to Ivinghoe cage,
but on the police officers going to the place on the
following morning it was discovered that he had fled.
It is supposed the prisoner had been assisted to escape
from his confinement by persons on the outside, for, on
examining the building, the wall was found to have been
undermined, and a hole made large enough to admit
a man's body.

Charles Gomez, a South American, was charged at
Guildhall on the 14th, with assaulting Antonio Gomez,
a Spaniard. The assault having been proved by a
policeman, the prisoner told his story. I am (he said),
a bow and arrow maker, and used to live in Liverpool-
Street. Antonio Gomez came to me and told me he
could get me a great deal of custom among his
connexions in England. He often came to my house, and
soon afterwards I found him with my wife in a dark
room. I forbid him my house. I have often met them
since arm in arm. Upon the last occasion I told him I
would kill him if ever I caught them together again.
After all this, last night I was walking through St.
Paul's churchyard, and there I saw him walking with
my wife again, and they were laughing and talking
together; I was enraged at it and struck him, and I
could not help doing so. Alderman Farebrother— And
I think you served him right. If I had caught a man
with my wife in the same manner, I would have broken
every bone in his skin. You were wrong to attempt to
make use of a knife though; and as for you (turning to
the complainant, who was preparing to sneak out of the
court), the sooner such disreputable characters as
yourself return to their own country, the better. Such
tricks as these may do there, where the people are not
so particular; but in a Christian country like this we
don't allow them. Now go away, and never let me see
you here again under similar circumstances, or I shall
place you where the prisoner now stands. I shall
dismiss this case; and (to prisoner) I would advise you,
if ever you find that man with your wife again, to give
him a good thrashing, but use no knives.

In the Inland Revenue Court, on the 15th, a number
of tradesmen were convicted of Adulterating articles in
which they Dealt. Thomas Christie, a grocer, in an
extensive business at Whitechapel was fined £300 for
adulterating pepper with rice. Thomas Shelton Little,
Pultney Street; Edward Shellis, Bedford Place,
Commercial Road; William Lawson, Commercial Road;
G. Johnston, Whitechapel; E. F. Lelle, and B. Taylor,
Whitechapel Road, were each fined £200 for a similar
offence. Others were fined in smaller amounts.

Mrs. Kinder, a farmer's widow, residing in the
neighbourhood of Hattersley in Cheshire, was Murdered on
the evening of the 16th. She had been left for a short
time alone in the house, and was found by the maid-
servant lying in the parlour, dead and covered with
blood. The drawers in the room were open, and
had been ransacked. The murderers have not been
discovered.

The Rev. R. A. Johnstone, Rector of Ingrave, who
was charged before the magistrates at Brentwood with
a Criminal Assault on a servant-girl (see "Household
Narrative" for November last, page 251), having
received notice from the bishop of the diocese of his
lordship's intention to issue a commission of inquiry
into the scandal and evil report arising out of the
proceedings in the case, has presented a petition to
the bishop, praying that he may be allowed to withdraw
from the charge of the parishes of Ingrave and
West Horndon. The bishop has appointed a curate to
reside in the rectory house.

Mr. Richard Randell, a gold-beater in Norton Street,
Committed Suicide on the 17th in Kensal Green
cemetery. He was found by a policeman, lying on his face in
a pool of coagulated blood, on the north side of the
cemetery, close to the shrubbery which divides the
grounds. A razor was found at his side, with which
he had inflicted two frightful gashes in his throat. The
body was quite cold and stiff. In deceased's pocket
were his name and address. At the inquest on his
body, a lady deposed that at twelve o'clock on Friday
she was in the cemetery, when deceased rushed towards
her, and standing in front of her stared wildly at her a
few seconds. He then rushed behind the monument
where he was found, and cut his throat; the blood
gushing out. A labourer stated that he saw the
deceased walking towards the shrubbery where the
body was found, with his note-book in his hand, as if
sketching the monument. A verdict was found of
Insanity.

At the Worship Street Police Court, Susan Nunn, a
showily-dressed young woman of thirty, was charged
with Robbing Young Children of their Clothes in the
streets of St. George's-in-the-East. A swarm of little
girls and boys, "estimated by the gaoler to be nearly
fifty in number," and varying in age from six to thirteen,
appeared under the care of their parents or friends to
establish two or three score of cases. The prisoner had
been placed in a room with several other women, and a
number of the children brought in: they all consecutively
and without the slightest hesitation identified
Nunn as the person who robbed them. The officers
arrested her by stratagem. Six cases were proved, and
she was sent to Newgate for trial.

A woman named Elizabeth Bainbridge, was Murdered
on the 20th, near Bury St. Edmunds. She was a
married woman, but for some years had lived apart
from her husband. She was about 30 years of age, and
appears to have borne an exemplary character. Her
parents, with whom she had resided since her separation
from her husband, are in comfortable circumstances,
living at a small farm, and are much respected in the
neighbourhood. On the afternoon of the day on which
she met with her death, she had been on a visit at her
brother's house, the Harrow Inn. She left there
between 3 and 4 o'clock to return to her father's, about
a mile and a-quarter distant; George Carnt, a man
who had been lodging at her brother's for some days
past, following her, as is believed, across the fields.
It is evident, from the tattered condition of her dress
and the state of the ground near the pond where the
body was discovered, that a fearful struggle must have
ensued between the victim and her murderer. It is
conjectured that a refusal to comply with some improper
overtures on his part led to a struggle, and that in a
moment of revenge he forced her into the pond, where,
from the shallowness of the water and the position in
which she was found, she must have been held down
with considerable violence in order to destroy her life.
The pond is in a very lonely situation, and the banks are
thickly studded with bushes. On the following day an
inquest was held on the body. It presented the
appearance of a fine healthy woman of ordinary stature,
possessing rather pleasing features, and, with the
exception of a slight bruise on the side of the head,
there was nothing to indicate that she had met a violent
death. Both arms, however, bore marks of having
been tightly gripped, evidently inflicted while the poor
creature was being held under the water. The evidence
of the woman's father, of an officer in the constabulary,
of a servant in the inn, and of the surgeon who had
examined the body, made a strong case of suspicion
against Carnt, who was committed to the county gaol,
for trial at the next assizes.

Three children named Daniel Smith, John Watson,
and Richard Haines, two of them under nine, and the
third under eleven years of age, were brought before
the Lord Mayor on the 20th, charged with having
Attempted to Pick Pockets. They had been followed
by a lad, who, to his surprise, saw one of them introduce
a piece of stick into the pocket of a gentleman, open the
pocket, and upon looking in and ascertaining that it
contained nothing, push the stick into the pocket of
another customer, while the two others followed closely
in readiness to receive whatever luck should turn up.
The smallest of the boys said, "Don't you believe a
word he says, my lord. It's all nothing but out and out
lies." The Lord Mayor: What did you carry that