THE POLICE OF LONDON.
On Thursday night, the St. George's Marrow-bone and Cleaver Club, consisting of four stout butchers, were brought before the Magistrate at Marlborough-street, having been given in charge at the Dowager Lady Harland's house, in Dover-street, Piccadilly. Ir appeared that Mr. Digby Neave; who is nearly related to Lady Harland, and who is the eldest son of Sir Thomas Neave, was married that morning to the Hononrable Mary Arundell, daughter of the late Lord Arundel], of Wardour ; and after the ceremony the bridal party proceeded to Lady Harland's, at No. 17, Dover-street. Shortly afterwards, one of the defendants presented himself at her Ladyship's door, and delivered a letter to the footman, addressed to " Thomas Neave, Esq.," the purport of which was to demand on behalf of the Club a sovereign, being what they termed a subscription in lieu of the marrow-bones and cleavers being sent to their house. The letter was handed to Mr. Digby Neave and the fair bride, and excited considerable mirth ; but Sir Thomas Neave, conceiving it a trick to obtain money, desired a constable to take the members of the club into custody when they called again; and presented their silver plate ornamented with blue ribbon and a chaplet of flowers. The defendants urged, in their defence, the almost immemorial practice of receiving a donation of a sovereign from persons of distinction who were married at St. George's, Hanover-square ; and as they had not received any money in the present instance, Mr. Roe considered that lie would not be justified in committing them under the Vagrant Act, and they were discharged, on entering into their own recognizances to appear next morning. None of the Club, however, made their appearance on the following morning, but the constable produced a book belonging to them, containing the names of distinguished persons who have been married at St. George's Church, including John Cam Hobhouse, Esq. M.P. Sir Astiey ,Cooper, Bart., the Hon. Edward Stafford Jerningham, Sir Charles Smith, Bart,, Lord Teynham, the Hon. Mr. Walker, son of Viscount Ashbroke, Sir John Johnstone, Sir Thomas Claridge, Major Barrington, Capt. Henry Hope, R.N., Captain Sidney, &c. all of whom, without any exceptionnha.d put down their names for a sovereign. In the course of a year the sums gathered by these greasy fellowsas marriageofferings amounted to 4164 The album is placed, as a security for the club, in the archives of the office.
Brigg and Atkinson, two of the most thorough-bred thieves in London, have been committed at Union Hall, on two charges of horse-robbery at Kensington and Newington.
At Marlborough Street on Wednesday two 'vi'ii-dressed young men, one of whom was stated to belong to a noble family, were carried before Mr. Dyer, for assault, and for riotous and disorderly conduct in the watchhouse. It appeared that the gentlemen were passing d :we Bond-street on Tuesday night, when one of them threw a stick at a dg that accompanied a liveryservant. The livery-servant remonstrated ; the young men of fashion struck and kicked; the livery-servant had them taken to the vvatchhouse, where they conducted themselves in a most violent manner, jumping upon the forms and tables, wringing the nose of one man, pulling the Whiskers of another, and ramming their fists into the mouth of a third, with many other excesses. These facts were fully proved against the young, men Of fashion ; but, says the report, " as they appeared to be very respectable, and pleaded drunkenness in excuse, the Magistrate merely fined them foe shillings each, and recommended them to make some compensation to the injured parties ; which they did, and left the office." An odd-looking fellow, who sets up for a humorist, was carried before the Lord Mayor at the Mansion-house on Monday, by a Borough officer, on suspicion, upon his own evidence, of having been concerned in the robbery of Mr. Hatton the watchmaker, at the foot of London Bridge. The officer said that the prisoner told him that he had something very heavy at his heart. " What is that ?" said the officer. " Villy," replied the prisoner, I. I was in the robbery .at Mr. Hatton's. I know all about it, and I had 100/. for my share of the plunder." The officer, of course, hearing, hint persist in this statement, conveyed him to the watchhouse, where he got more sober. The Lord Mayor—" Well, I suppose you slept yourself into an honest mean ?" Prisoner—" I was very drunk. 1 hope you'll pass over it." The Lord Mayor—" There's truth hi the glass, the proverb says. I won't be so hard on you as to refuse to believe you, when you were in that hopeful condition. You must go to the Compter." Prisoner—" My Lord, I %MS only in jest." The Lord Mayor—" No,,no ; I am sure you were in earnest. You would not tell a lie. You must go until the day after to-morrow." The prisoner was then taken oft' to cool in the Compter. A man named Griffin, and a woman who passes for his wife, were on Tuesday arraigned before the Lord Mayor, at the instance of a licensed victualler, who resides in the neighbourhood of Petticoat-lane. The defendants entered the tap-room, and called for a pot of beer, and when the landlord served them with it, " Thank you, (said Griffin) but we have no money to pay you for the wet." "Why, then, (observed the landlord) you'll get no wet here. Do you think I get my beer for nothing ?" The woman winked at the landlord and said, " Give hint the beer ; you had better ; you don't know who he is." The landlord supposed the fellow might be Johnson the intin-mer, and he retired to the bar, the WOMall walked over to him, and whispered, " Do you know who the man is ?" "Not I, is he Johnson or one of his gang ?" " Hush, not at all ; why do you know who the lady next to you in your bar is ?" "Do I, (replied the landlord in surprise) to be sure I do ; she is my wife." " Not she indeed, (said the woman) that lady is neither more nor less than the wife of the man that wants the pot of beer. If you give him the pot of beer, he won't claim her, if not, he will take her away with him." The complainant was exceedingly indignant at this outrage upon the delicacy of his wife: but as he had been married to her only six months, he did not exactly know how to proceed. He said to her, "My dear, that young man in the tap-room says he is very well acquainted with you." "With me, the nasty fellow, what does he know of me 1" " He only says, may dear, that you are his wife." The insulted landlady immediately ran into the street for an officer. The couple began to think they had gone rather too far, and the woman said she believed there was a mistake, and that the young man had seen a resemblance between his wife, who had run away from hitn, and the landlady. When, however, the officer appeared, the male defendant refused to depart, and was abusive, and the woman having assisted with her tongue, the couple were locked up. Griffin said, that Ile and his wife had taken a drop too much, and they did, not know what they were about. The Lord Mayor—" Oh then, your companion is your wife; is she ?" Griffin—" Yes, may Lord, and has been for many a long day." His Lordship told them, that if they had procured the beer upon the unwelcome piece of false intelligence, he would certainly have committed theta. He was sorry to say that he knew well many respectable men who would give more than a put of beer to get rid of their wives ; but that was not the case here. If they, the prisoners, did not reform, they would certainly very soon find themselves upon the tread-mill. With this admonition, his Lordship allowed them to go at large. Thomas Higgins, of Walker's-court, Berwick-street, St. James's, was re-examined at Marlborough-street, on Thursday, on a charge of cutting and maiming time inspector of nuisances for the parish, a man named Kendillon. Three or four informations had been laid by the latter against Higgins, during the last month, for placing fish-baskets on the footway ; and Higgins had vowed vengeance. Both parties are Irish. Last Thursday week, in the morning, when he returned from Billingsgate at five o'clock, he alarmed some of his neighbours with his threats, that he would before the day was over have the life of the — Orangeman. Two of the beadles warned Kendillon, begging hint not to go near the place. Kendillon, however, only laughed at them, and said he would go and see what Higgins had to say. He went, and as he was passing, Higgins saw him, and seizing a large knife ran after hint ; and made a stab on the right side of the neck immediately underneath the ear. A cry of horror issuing from some persons made Kendillon move his head, otherwise death would have been instantaneous; the
knife, however, made a very deep incision across the neck and face. :Kendillon, although wounded, turned round and seized the prisoner by the cellar, and began dragging him along towards the office ; the latter dropped the knife, and exclaimed, "Well, you are a good fellow, for you possess plenty of pluck." Mr. Deacon, a surgeon, examined the wound, and found it to be of a very dangerous nature, and the symptoms of danger have increased since time beginning of the present week. The prisoner, upon his being taken into custody, exulted in what he had done, and regretted that he had not killed " Castlereagh's countryman." The Magistrate informed him that he should feel it his duty to commit him for trial, either for cutting and maiming, or in case Kendillon died, which is very probable, for murder: The prisoner was then remanded, until the fate (Allis victim should be ascertained.
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