in North Wales. A man of bad character named William
Williams, enticed a young man named Jesse Williams,
teacher in the British School, Conway, into a public–
house, and, over a glass of ale, proposed that they should
ascend an adjacent mountain to kill rabbits. The young
man said he had not a gun, on which the prisoner said
he had, alluding to one which he had just before
surreptitiously conveyed from the inn, to which it belonged,
and hidden behind a wall. He then sent for some
gunpowder, and the two proceeded up the mountain.
When about halfway up, the prisoner, it would appear,
loaded his gun, deliberately shot Jesse Williams, and
rifled the body of a valuable watch and some money.
He then returned to the inn, and quietly restored the
gun to its place. When questioned about his companion,
he said he had gone further up the mountain, where
he expected better sport. Some hours after a man with
a dog was crossing the mountain, when he discovered
a large pool of blood. Occasional droppings of blood
appearing, he tracked them a considerable distance,
and eventually arrived at a precipice, down which the
body had been thrown. Having reached the spot, he
found the unfortunate young man shot through the
back. Meanwhile the murderer proceeded to a watch–
maker who had sold the watch to the young man, and
said he had been sent by the latter to obtain some useful
articles, instead of the watch. The watchmaker, after
expressing surprise, gave in return an old watch, an
American clock, teaspoons, and other articles. Hearing
soon after that the body of Jesse Williams had been
discovered, he informed the police that his watch had
been exchanged by the prisoner. They the same night
took the prisoner into custody when in bed. At the
inquest, the young man's father deposed to the murderer
coming to his house in the evening, and asking his son
to accompany him rabbit–shooting. They went out
together, and he never saw him alive again. Other
witnesses brought the crime home to the prisoner, who
is a labourer on the Chester and Holyhead line. At
the close of the inquest, he was conveyed to Carnarvon,
to await his trial at the next assizes. Hundreds of
people assembled to see him finally secured, and were
loud in their execrations.

Mr. Louis Beecher, managing clerk to Messrs. Schwabe
and Co. of Bradford, committed Suicide on the 3rd inst.
Mr. Beecher was unmarried; a housekeeper lived in
the house, and a young man attended during part of
the day. This young man went into Mr. Beecher's
bed–room on Tuesday morning, and found Mr. Beecher
partly dressed, and, to all appearance, in good health
and spirits. He had retired but a short time, when the
noise of a pistol was heard. The housekeeper was
alarmed, and, on entering the room she found her
master lying on the bed—quite dead. He had applied
a pistol to each side of his head, and discharged them
simultaneously, death of course being instantaneous.
He was a native of Saxony, and about thirty–two years
of age.

Gabriel Sans Garratt, a foreigner, was charged before
the Lord Mayor, on the 7th, with having committed a
Forgery, by adding figures to a letter of credit. In
November last, the Union Bank of London received
advices from New York that Messrs. Duncan and Co.
of that city had granted a letter of credit, No. 41, to
Garratt, for the sum of £210. In December, a person
supposed to be Garratt applied at the Union Bank for
advances on the letter, and received on two occasions
£50 and £20 on account; those sums being written off
on the letter. The charge against the prisoner is, that
he altered the figures on the letter of credit, and
converted "£210" to "£5210"; then he went to
Berlin and St. Petersburg, and raised money in each
place on the forged document. What renders the case
peculiar is, that Garratt retained possession of the
paper, as he did not draw the whole amount for which
it purported to have been issued, so that the prosecution
could not produce the forged instrument against him.
Mr. Edward Wilson, of the firm of Wilson and Co. of
London and St. Petersburg, produced two bills drawn
by Garratt on the Union Bank, one for £2500 and the
other for £60; they purported to be drawn in pursuance
of Duncan and Co.'s letter of credit No. 41; and the
firm of Wilson and Co. of St. Petersburg had discounted
these bills. The amount was paid in Russian half–
imperials, a gold coin. Mr. Wilson said he understood
that Garratt had got £500 from Shickler, and Co. of
Berlin. Mr. Baum, a money–changer in Regent Circus,
deposed that he had paid Garratt £680 in bank–notes
for Russian half–imperials. The prisoner, in an almost
unintelligible jargon, protested that he had committed
no offence, as he really had received the letter for
£5210. He was remanded.

A brutal Murder was perpetrated on the morning of
Sunday the 8th instant, at Bacton, a secluded village,
near Stowmarket, in Suffolk. The rectory house is
in the occupation of the Rev. Mr. Barker, a gentleman
upwards of eighty years of age. His establishment
consisted of a housekeeper, named Maria Steggall,
upwards of seventy, and a housemaid. Mr. Barker
left home about half–past ten o'clock to proceed to
church, and was shortly after followed by Susan Clarke,
his housemaid, leaving the housekeeper at home in
charge of the house. Mr. Barker on his return from
church, not finding his housekeeper in the hall as she
was wont to be, called out loudly for her, but, receiving
no answer, went into the kitchen, where he was horror–
stricken at seeing her lying upon her back on the floor
in a pool of blood. His cries and those of the housemaid
brought three countrymen to her assistance, who, upon
entering the kitchen, discovered that, although the
skull of the housekeeper had been broken in three
places, she still breathed. Her clothes were much
disordered, showing evidently that she had struggled
much with her murderer. Surgeons were soon in
attendance, but their assistance was of no avail, as she
died in about an hour after she was discovered by her
master. An inquest was held, and the jury returned a
verdict of "Wilful murder against some person or
persons unknown." A man has since been apprehended
on suspicion.

A shameful attempt has been made to Extort Money
from Mr. Gladstone, the Chancellor of the Exchequer.
On the evening of the 10th inst., he left the House of
Commons after the division on the Nunneries Bill, and
drove to the Italian Opera at Covent Garden. On
reaching the theatre, he sent away his brougham, and
at the close he set out to walk home, by Long Acre, the
nearest route. On his way he was accosted by a young
woman; and while he was listening to her story, a man
came up, and calling him by name, threatened to
"expose" him if he did not "make it right" with him,
or promise him a government appointment. Mr.
Gladstone, after some difficulty, found a policeman in
Sackville Street, and left his assailant at the station–
house. Next morning he attended the Marlborough
Police Court, to state the case to the magistrate. The
assailant, who said his name was William Wilson, of
24 Belvedere Road, Lambeth, was then charged with
following and annoying Mr. Gladstone, and also with
attempting to extort money. Mr. Gladstone deposed as
follows:—"The defendant, seeing me in conversation with
a young woman who was walking by my side, just below
Coventry–street and Oxendon–street, last night, about
twenty minutes before twelve o'clock, came up, and
began to use words which I could not well understand;
upon which the girl expressed alarm, took hold of my
left arm, and I told her she need not be afraid, as nothing
would occur to her. The girl told me where she lived,
and I advised her to go home. I walked by her side
towards her house, and the prisoner then addressed me
by name, and said he would expose me. I proceeded
onward,—he following, the young woman still expressing
great alarm,—until we came to a door which the young
woman said was the door of her house. I believe this was
in King–street, Soho. The young woman then ran in, and
I desired the prisoner to leave me, which he refused to
do. I walked on, and turned first one way and then
another, to get free of him: but he kept close to me, and
went on talking; stating that he admired my public
character much, had long observed me, but that he must
now expose me; and he would do this in the Morning
Herald of this day, and thus annoy the whole of the
conservative party. With these threats he mingled
statements that he did not wish to do me any harm;
that if I could make it right with him, or give him a
government appointment, in Somerset House or