Mornings at Bow Street A Selection of the Most Humorous and Entertaining Reports which Have Appeared in the 'Morning Herald'

"Why, your worship," replied honest _Coachee_, "I'll tell you how it was--I knows I'm guilty, but I'll tell you how it was, and I hopes you'll take it into your consideration, a...

Young Mr. Dakins occupied a front seat in one of the boxes till the conclusion of the first piece. Then, having nothing else to do, he looked round the house. Suddenly he espied...

Mrs. Flament was about to recriminate, but the magistrate prevented her, by observing that, whatever faults she might have, she was the defendant's wife; and by the laws of this...

The magistrate asked him something of his story. He said he had formerly driven a stage-coach, in the north of Ireland, and had a small share in the proprietorship of the coach....

Now it so happened that Mrs. Wolf was in want of a place in which to vend the garments she thus redeems from the jaws of the paper mill; and wandering along Monmouth-street, in...

The magistrate viewed the matter in the same light. He told Samuel, his conduct to the lady was extremely impertinent; and his manner, when remonstrated with, grossly insolent;...

The goldsmith was indebted to a celebrated professor of tailory in the vicinity of Bond-street, for sundry exquisitely-cut garments, furnished to him as per order. This account...

It appeared by the evidence, that Mr. Robertus Wedderburn--being a man, as he himself said, "fruitful in imagination, but no great scholar," was in the habit of cutting out pret...

Mr. Dionysius Dobbs said nothing. Once or twice he essayed to speak, but what he had to say stuck in his throat. So he gasped piteously; and looked unutterable things, with an a...

He said he was a native of Wexford in Ireland, and had spent the last seven years in Paris, where his cousin, Louis XVIII., nominated him a peer, and gave him a decoration (the...

Mr. Bob, turned, and looked Mr. Dan in the face, as though about to put the question to him; but Mr. Dan smiled him out of countenance, and Mr. Bob, turning back to his worship,...

John Saunders, as we have already stated, was a remarkably mild, quiet young man; and he told a story--or rather a story was drawn out of him bit by bit, of which the following...

Mr. John Bloomer began his defence by informing the magistrate, that it was an understood thing--a sort of _street etiquette_ observed by all well-bred people--that when one gen...

This volume consists of certain of those Bow Street Reports which have appeared from time to time, during the last three years, in the columns of the _Morning Herald_. The very...

The defendant expressed the greatest willingness to apologise--"For," says he, leaning over the table, and sinking his voice to a whisper, "I asked another Jew what could make M...