Offence: Theft > burglary
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George Cure. I live in the Hay Market against the Opera-House On Sunday, Nov. 12. I went to Bed between 10 and 11. In the Morning my Maid told me the House had been broke open. I went into the Parlour, and saw the Walnut-tree of my Scritore was broke, but the Lock had not been open'd. My Sister said she heard a cracking Noise in the Night, and cry'd out, Who's there? My Wife had left her Lace in a Band-box, and her Velvet Hood and Manteel in the Parlour over-night, and they were carried off. The Shutter of the Kitchen-Window had been taken down and set aside, and the Casement left open. A Gentleman hearing of the Robbery, asked me what I had lost? I told him; he bid me be easy, for the Thief was taken, and all the Goods upon him. By his Directions I went to Justice Newton, and told him the Particulars. The Prisoner had been examined before I came, and was gone to a Publick-House just by. The Justice had given Orders for the Goods to be advertised. As soon as I saw the Things I knew them, and own'd them to be mine. I went to the Prisoner at the Ale-house, and found my Hat upon his Head. I took it off, and said, Friend, how came you by this? He said he had it among the rest of the Things that were given him by a Man that he met in the Hay-Market against the Opera-House.
- Garbet. (The Prosecutor's Servant) I was last up but one; I went to Bed between 10 and 11, and all the Doors were safe then. I came down about 7 in the Morning, and found the Shutter of the Kitchen Window was taken off the Hinges, and set aside, and the Casement ('tis a Sash Casement) stood open. I mist several things before my Master came down.
Joseph Way . I am Watchman of Maiden-lane, Covent-Garden. I had just gone past One, and was leaning on a Post, speaking to my Brother Watchman, when the Prisoner ast me with a white Bundle; he was got 2 or three Doors before I took much Notice of him. But then I call'd to him to let me see what he had got, or I told him I would knock him down. He begun to creep off, and at last he run. I followed, and near Cecil-street he run into that Watchman's Arms. We took him to the Round-house, and next Morning he and the Bundle were carried before Justice Newton. When the Prosecutor came he was shewn the same Bundle, and he own'd the Things in it.
Robert Ellis , Constable. When the Watchman brought the Prisoner to me, we search'd him, and found a Silver Mug in his left Coat-Pocket, and two Silver Spoons and a Chissel, and a Mohawk-Knife with a Saw to it.
Mr. Cure. That was my Knife, I bought it for a Pruning-Knife.
Ellis. We found a Bullet and some Powder too in his Pocket. Mr. Cure saw the Bundle open'd, and own'd all the Things but the Silver Mug.
Mr. Cure. That was Sarah Wall's.
Ellis. Soon after we had search'd him, a Pistol was brought in by the Beadle.
Joseph Way. He came through Maiden-lane, and was going down Southampton-street, and just by Mr. Godfrey's (the Chymist's) Door, he was stopt. The Pistol was found near that Place. It was ready loaded and cock'd. It was a screw Pistol, and the Ball that was found in his Pocket fitted it exactly.
Prisoner. I was drinking with 2 or 3 Friends at my own House (in Thames-street) till between 11 and 12 on Sunday Night, and then we parted. I went down Stairs, and had Occasion to go out, and a young Woman coming by, enquired the Way to Piccadilly, and said she wanted somebody to go with her. What will you give? says I, why 6 d. says she. I told her I would go for a Shilling; and so we agreed. I went with her, and when we came to the End of Pall-Mall, she said she knew where she was, and would not trouble me to go any farther. As I went back, I met a young Man over against the Opera-House. I gave him a little Shove as I past. What's that for? says he. No offence, I hope, says I. Who's that, John Ingram ? says he. The same, says I. And so we fell
Prosecutor. The Prisoner was my Servant formerly, and the Master that he lived with afterwards has given me a good Character of him. Since he was committed to Newgate, he sent me Word that the Goods I lost were given him by one Robert Kinsey , but that he could not find where he was.
Thomas Clapham . I lodge in the next Room to the Prisoner. I and John Woodison were drinking with him all that Sunday Afternoon, till past a 11 at Night, and then I left him. He was unbutton'd, and had no Hat on, I thought he was going to Bed; but when I went into my own Room, I heard him go out, and did not hear him come in again. I never knew any harm of him before. The Jury found him Guilty . Death .