DOI issue:
April 17, 1858
DOI Page / Citation link:https://doi.org/10.11588/diglit.16621#0167
April 17, 1858.]
PUNCH, OR THE LONDON CHARIVARI.
159
cold. The appearance of the poor little wretch caused a thrill of
horror ia Court. Anything more truly deplorable it would be difficult
to imagine.
The worthy Magistrate seemed much affected, and said he had never
witnessed a more painful sight. Had inquiries been made as to the real
I parentage of the child ?
The Inspector said the police had made every inquiry ; but though
several persons had called at the station-house, in the hopes of identi-
fying it, no one would own the poor little thing.
An elderly man from the body of the Court, who gave his name as
Temple, here came forward, and said he had lately lost an Indian
baby, which had been entrusted to him by its parents. He asked leave
to examine the foundling. After carefully looking at it, he said that,
though in colour, and in some of the features, it was rather like the
baby he had missed, it was not the same. His was a handsomer, and
better proportioned baby altogether. He knew the prisoners, whom
he had ordered off from his own door some weeks ago, but without
effect. They had assaulted him on that occasion, and he was still suf-
fering from their violence. They had not this child with them at that
time. They had certainly used the most horrible threats against his
Indian child, and the prisoner Benjamin in particular, shook his fist
at it, and called it names, and swore he should never rear it. He
thought, in consequence of their conduct on that occasion, that this
might be his child, which they had kidnapped, but he was now satis-
fied it was not.
The Magistrate inquired if he was quite clear that it was not
the same child, and asked whether the differences in appearance
to which he spoke might not be owing to ill-treatment by the
prisoners ?
Temple said he did not think so. It was certainly not his child.
He would not own it at any price.
The Prisoners on being called on for their defence, prevaricated at
first, but at last admitted the desertion. Benjamin said it was the
child of the prisoner Law ; that Rupert and he had helped Law to
dress it; but that the clothes it wore were Law's own; they were
things he had by him ; that the child had no mother living, but that
they had done their best by it. Rupert said that they had dropped
it where it was found, because it was ailing, and they didn't think it
would live, and had no means of getting medicine for it, and they
thought, if they dropped it, it would be taken up by some charitable
Christian or other, and taken care of, that was all they wanted. They
were very fond of the child, bless its little heart. While saying this
the prisoner pretended to shed tears.
The worthy Magistrate sternly told him not to add hypocrisy to
"cruelty. He was afraid that in taking the child out in this way, at'
this very inclement season, weak and ill-provided with clothes, as it
was, they had thought of nothing but how to use it for their own
advantage, and as a means of levying contributions upon the public
with more success. The wretched child certainly seemed very likely i
to die if left in their hands, but that was no reason why its natural
protectors should throw the burden of its support, education and
bringing up, upon the public. He would commit the prisoners for trial.
It would be for a jury to say whether in dropping the child as they had
done, they had acted with perfect indifference to its fate, or really with
the intention of getting it into the hands of persons more able and
willing to rear it than themselves. Certainly the much frequented
character of the place where they had dropped it might be thought to
be in favour of the more charitable view, and he hoped for the
prisoners' sakes it would be so considered by a jury of their
countrymen.
The prisoners were fully committed for trial at the approaching
Sessions. Law was very violent when the officers were removing him,
but Rupert treated the matter with levity. The prisoner Benjamin,
after declaring that his business would be ruined, and repeatedly asking
to be allowed to speak to the worthy Magistrate in private, was con-
veyed to the van, apparently much dejected.
THE ONE THING LEFT FOR RAREY.
Rarey has tamed Cruiser. This is his experimentum cruiseris, but
the experimentum cruets still remains.
He has yet to try his hand on the only animal more unruly and
vicious than Lord Dorchester's notorious stallion.
He has not yet tamed that terror of the St. Stephen's stables—
Roebuck—graphically described by the well-known trainer, old
Hayter, as "the viciousest, varmintest, kickingest, bitingest, bolting-
est, buttingest, and altogether uncomfortablest 'oss that ever broke a
trainer's 'eart."
It is supposed to have been in order to try his hand on Roebuck,
that Lord Palmerston took lessons of Mr. Rarey. But notwith-
i standing the Bottle-hoJder's well known pluck and cleverness, it is to
! be feared that the task is beyond any pupil of the illustrious horse -
I tamer's.
MISS LILIAN TO MR. LUMLEY.
" 0 Thank you, Mr. Lumley, for the pretty shiny book,
Between whose glittering covers we 're so glad to take a look,
To be m the Libro cl'Oro proved an old Italian's claims ;
But I'm sure your Silver Book holds much more nice Italian names.
" And so, dear Sir, you open with the famous Huguenots,
New scenes, new dresses, everything that makes a splendid show ?
And though it's April, never mind, if Titles's turns out fine,
We shall all be very happy to receive your Valentine.
"And little Piccolomini, la jolie petite Reine,
What happiness to see your list contains her name again!
To hear her I'd walk any time a distance in the wet:
She's a duck, a dear, a diamond, and a darling, and a pet.
"Then, Mr. Lumley, exquisite Giuglini comes. Well, there!
If you'd him and Piccolomini alone, I wouldn't care.
Of course upon subscription nights we '11 never stop awav,
And on the Thursdays I must try to get Mamma to pay.'
"You've got the great Alboni too, with that contralto voice,
Which she should never alter, Sir, if I could have my choice,
I love her for her happy face, that seems so good and true,
Dear Mr. Lumley, 11 Segreto, make her sing it, do.
" Pocchini dances splendidly, so firm, and quick, and bold,
I wish they made more dancer s of such vigour and such mould,
And I see you've got a new one, called Orsini ; if she's nice,
You'll have a Ballet for the two, at least that's my advice.
" I mean a real Ballet, don't you know, a lovely sight,
With stars, and clouds, and waterfalls, and sylphs, and coloured light:
You used to do it, that I know, when I was quite a child—
Eothen—no, 'twas Eoline that nearly drove me wild.
" But you'll do all that's possible, you're such a darling dear.
And graceful Taglioni and Rosati will be here :
And the programme of your season has a most inviting look,
So thank you, Mr. Lumley, for your pretty shiny book."
" Violet Lodger " Lilian."
THE CONVICT, JOHN COMPANY.
We regret to state that John Company, now lying under sentence, in
the Leadenhall Street House of Detention, evinces no signs of peni-
tence for his innumerable crimes ; but on the contrary, has during the
last few days displayed great irritation of manner, and used much
abusive language. So far from confessing, he asserts his entire inno-
cence of every offence imputed to him, and showers upon the witnesses,
the jury, and the excellent judge, Mr. Justice Bull, who tried him,
the coarsest epithets, charging against them perjury, ignorance, and
the receipt of bribes. The Rev. Mr. Palmerston, late Ordinary,
endeavoured to deal with the culprit, but was assailed with taunts,
and on its being known to the prisoner that the reverend gentleman
had resigned his situation, Company expressed the most savage
delight at one of his persecutors, as he calls them, meeting a reverse.
The new official, the Rev. Mr. Derby, who has an extremely fluent
and winning address, has not been more successful, and on Wednesday
last the prisoner violently sprang upon and tore to pieces an elaborate,
essay, carefully framed by the worthy minister, with the hope of recon-
ciling the condemned man to his situation.
With all his vindictiveness, however, the prisoner, as is frequently
remarked in the case of those who have committed great crimes, is
exceedingly superstitious, and talks incessantly of a Black Man, to
whom he represents himself to have rendered immense benefits, and
who can prove his innocence, while at other times he speaks remorse-
fully of this personage, with whom some dark story. is, we fear,
connected. The convict seems much enraged that no friends come to
him, the only visits he receives being from a few lawyers who had
known him before his apprehension, and who helped him to get up his
defence. On Easter Monday the Lord Mayor, with his usual kind-
ness, amended, from his own hospitable table, the diet of the prisoner;
but such attentions, though accepted, are uuthankfully received by the
hardened being on whom they are thrown away. It is to be hoped,
rather than expected, that the culprit may be brought to a more
fitting state of mind. No day is yet fixed for the completion of the
law, though workmen are busily engaged in preparing new posts, and
the prisoner is said to indulge in the hope of another reprieve, but
such a course would be manifestly opposed to the interests of humanity.
Not a single petition has been presented in his behalf, which speaks
volumes for the general sense of his enormities.
PUNCH, OR THE LONDON CHARIVARI.
159
cold. The appearance of the poor little wretch caused a thrill of
horror ia Court. Anything more truly deplorable it would be difficult
to imagine.
The worthy Magistrate seemed much affected, and said he had never
witnessed a more painful sight. Had inquiries been made as to the real
I parentage of the child ?
The Inspector said the police had made every inquiry ; but though
several persons had called at the station-house, in the hopes of identi-
fying it, no one would own the poor little thing.
An elderly man from the body of the Court, who gave his name as
Temple, here came forward, and said he had lately lost an Indian
baby, which had been entrusted to him by its parents. He asked leave
to examine the foundling. After carefully looking at it, he said that,
though in colour, and in some of the features, it was rather like the
baby he had missed, it was not the same. His was a handsomer, and
better proportioned baby altogether. He knew the prisoners, whom
he had ordered off from his own door some weeks ago, but without
effect. They had assaulted him on that occasion, and he was still suf-
fering from their violence. They had not this child with them at that
time. They had certainly used the most horrible threats against his
Indian child, and the prisoner Benjamin in particular, shook his fist
at it, and called it names, and swore he should never rear it. He
thought, in consequence of their conduct on that occasion, that this
might be his child, which they had kidnapped, but he was now satis-
fied it was not.
The Magistrate inquired if he was quite clear that it was not
the same child, and asked whether the differences in appearance
to which he spoke might not be owing to ill-treatment by the
prisoners ?
Temple said he did not think so. It was certainly not his child.
He would not own it at any price.
The Prisoners on being called on for their defence, prevaricated at
first, but at last admitted the desertion. Benjamin said it was the
child of the prisoner Law ; that Rupert and he had helped Law to
dress it; but that the clothes it wore were Law's own; they were
things he had by him ; that the child had no mother living, but that
they had done their best by it. Rupert said that they had dropped
it where it was found, because it was ailing, and they didn't think it
would live, and had no means of getting medicine for it, and they
thought, if they dropped it, it would be taken up by some charitable
Christian or other, and taken care of, that was all they wanted. They
were very fond of the child, bless its little heart. While saying this
the prisoner pretended to shed tears.
The worthy Magistrate sternly told him not to add hypocrisy to
"cruelty. He was afraid that in taking the child out in this way, at'
this very inclement season, weak and ill-provided with clothes, as it
was, they had thought of nothing but how to use it for their own
advantage, and as a means of levying contributions upon the public
with more success. The wretched child certainly seemed very likely i
to die if left in their hands, but that was no reason why its natural
protectors should throw the burden of its support, education and
bringing up, upon the public. He would commit the prisoners for trial.
It would be for a jury to say whether in dropping the child as they had
done, they had acted with perfect indifference to its fate, or really with
the intention of getting it into the hands of persons more able and
willing to rear it than themselves. Certainly the much frequented
character of the place where they had dropped it might be thought to
be in favour of the more charitable view, and he hoped for the
prisoners' sakes it would be so considered by a jury of their
countrymen.
The prisoners were fully committed for trial at the approaching
Sessions. Law was very violent when the officers were removing him,
but Rupert treated the matter with levity. The prisoner Benjamin,
after declaring that his business would be ruined, and repeatedly asking
to be allowed to speak to the worthy Magistrate in private, was con-
veyed to the van, apparently much dejected.
THE ONE THING LEFT FOR RAREY.
Rarey has tamed Cruiser. This is his experimentum cruiseris, but
the experimentum cruets still remains.
He has yet to try his hand on the only animal more unruly and
vicious than Lord Dorchester's notorious stallion.
He has not yet tamed that terror of the St. Stephen's stables—
Roebuck—graphically described by the well-known trainer, old
Hayter, as "the viciousest, varmintest, kickingest, bitingest, bolting-
est, buttingest, and altogether uncomfortablest 'oss that ever broke a
trainer's 'eart."
It is supposed to have been in order to try his hand on Roebuck,
that Lord Palmerston took lessons of Mr. Rarey. But notwith-
i standing the Bottle-hoJder's well known pluck and cleverness, it is to
! be feared that the task is beyond any pupil of the illustrious horse -
I tamer's.
MISS LILIAN TO MR. LUMLEY.
" 0 Thank you, Mr. Lumley, for the pretty shiny book,
Between whose glittering covers we 're so glad to take a look,
To be m the Libro cl'Oro proved an old Italian's claims ;
But I'm sure your Silver Book holds much more nice Italian names.
" And so, dear Sir, you open with the famous Huguenots,
New scenes, new dresses, everything that makes a splendid show ?
And though it's April, never mind, if Titles's turns out fine,
We shall all be very happy to receive your Valentine.
"And little Piccolomini, la jolie petite Reine,
What happiness to see your list contains her name again!
To hear her I'd walk any time a distance in the wet:
She's a duck, a dear, a diamond, and a darling, and a pet.
"Then, Mr. Lumley, exquisite Giuglini comes. Well, there!
If you'd him and Piccolomini alone, I wouldn't care.
Of course upon subscription nights we '11 never stop awav,
And on the Thursdays I must try to get Mamma to pay.'
"You've got the great Alboni too, with that contralto voice,
Which she should never alter, Sir, if I could have my choice,
I love her for her happy face, that seems so good and true,
Dear Mr. Lumley, 11 Segreto, make her sing it, do.
" Pocchini dances splendidly, so firm, and quick, and bold,
I wish they made more dancer s of such vigour and such mould,
And I see you've got a new one, called Orsini ; if she's nice,
You'll have a Ballet for the two, at least that's my advice.
" I mean a real Ballet, don't you know, a lovely sight,
With stars, and clouds, and waterfalls, and sylphs, and coloured light:
You used to do it, that I know, when I was quite a child—
Eothen—no, 'twas Eoline that nearly drove me wild.
" But you'll do all that's possible, you're such a darling dear.
And graceful Taglioni and Rosati will be here :
And the programme of your season has a most inviting look,
So thank you, Mr. Lumley, for your pretty shiny book."
" Violet Lodger " Lilian."
THE CONVICT, JOHN COMPANY.
We regret to state that John Company, now lying under sentence, in
the Leadenhall Street House of Detention, evinces no signs of peni-
tence for his innumerable crimes ; but on the contrary, has during the
last few days displayed great irritation of manner, and used much
abusive language. So far from confessing, he asserts his entire inno-
cence of every offence imputed to him, and showers upon the witnesses,
the jury, and the excellent judge, Mr. Justice Bull, who tried him,
the coarsest epithets, charging against them perjury, ignorance, and
the receipt of bribes. The Rev. Mr. Palmerston, late Ordinary,
endeavoured to deal with the culprit, but was assailed with taunts,
and on its being known to the prisoner that the reverend gentleman
had resigned his situation, Company expressed the most savage
delight at one of his persecutors, as he calls them, meeting a reverse.
The new official, the Rev. Mr. Derby, who has an extremely fluent
and winning address, has not been more successful, and on Wednesday
last the prisoner violently sprang upon and tore to pieces an elaborate,
essay, carefully framed by the worthy minister, with the hope of recon-
ciling the condemned man to his situation.
With all his vindictiveness, however, the prisoner, as is frequently
remarked in the case of those who have committed great crimes, is
exceedingly superstitious, and talks incessantly of a Black Man, to
whom he represents himself to have rendered immense benefits, and
who can prove his innocence, while at other times he speaks remorse-
fully of this personage, with whom some dark story. is, we fear,
connected. The convict seems much enraged that no friends come to
him, the only visits he receives being from a few lawyers who had
known him before his apprehension, and who helped him to get up his
defence. On Easter Monday the Lord Mayor, with his usual kind-
ness, amended, from his own hospitable table, the diet of the prisoner;
but such attentions, though accepted, are uuthankfully received by the
hardened being on whom they are thrown away. It is to be hoped,
rather than expected, that the culprit may be brought to a more
fitting state of mind. No day is yet fixed for the completion of the
law, though workmen are busily engaged in preparing new posts, and
the prisoner is said to indulge in the hope of another reprieve, but
such a course would be manifestly opposed to the interests of humanity.
Not a single petition has been presented in his behalf, which speaks
volumes for the general sense of his enormities.