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LONDON. FRIDAY, 23 NOVEMBER, 1888.
ONE HALFPENNY.
Front Page
WHAT WE THINK.
WE observe with surprise that the man Kavanagh who
was charged with an attempt to murder, was not only acquitted, but was
allowed to have his revolver back again without question. Now, this may
be a strictly legal proceeding - although, as Mr. Kavanagh seems to
regard the Strand as a kind of dependency of Texas, it was hardly a wise
one. But if the police deal in this fashion with Mr. Kavanagh's
property, why do they not measure out the same treatment to other kinds
of property which come into their possession? Everybody acquainted with
London police courts knows that it is the constant habit of the police
to refuse to return property which has come into their possession and
concerning which it has not been proved that others than those who claim
it have a right to it. In some cases, indeed, a flagrant and cruel piece
of robbery has been committed on unoffending citizens. The banners and
musical instruments of the Radical processionists were impounded last
November, and to this day have never been restored. What defence is
there for this conduct? What defence can there be in view of the very
different treatment of a Times rowdy?
MAINLY ABOUT PEOPLE.
Mr. Joseph Farndale, the Chief Constable of
Birmingham, who is making the running for the Chief Commissionership, is
an excellent officer. Birmingham got him from Leicester, where from
working a beat he had risen to the position of head policeman. There was
some talk of Mr. Farndale when Sir Edmund Henderson resigned, and the
Birmingham Watch Committee - the Town Council Committee that has control
of the police - were in despair. They would have been very glad for his
sake if he had obtained promotion, but at the same time they fervently
hoped that he would not be taken away from them.
Birmingham ascertained by sad experience the
disadvantages of a military despotism. Major Bond, a gentleman who
achieved some little distinction in Ireland, was Mr. Farndale's
predecessor. He was a provincial Charles Warren, and it was not long
before Birmingham rebelled against his iron rule. The police lost touch
with the people, and neither the people not the police liked it. He had
to go, and from occupying a position of honor and eminence he came to be
an Irish resident magistrate. When the Major went the first
qualification which the people and the press demanded in his successor
was that he should be a civilian. Mr. Farndale had an excellent record,
and has thoroughly justified his selection.
The secret of his success is that he carefully avoids
any display of force. Shortly after the disturbances and the sacking of
the West-end, there was some fear of a similar occurrence in Birmingham.
The Chief Constable dealt with the situation in a very admirable manner.
He did not attempt to interfere with the demonstration, and carefully
refrained from crowding Costa-green with policemen or from irritating
the people by any unnecessary display of authority. There was no
bludgeoning, no violence, and the consequence was that the crowd,
amongst whom were a good many bad characters who would have stuck at
nothing in the way of plunder, gradually dispersed.
The Chief Constable himself preserved his good temper
throughout, and was cheered by the crowd as he passed. He has the
advantage of being a handsome man - a great point with the crowd. He
looks remarkably well in his uniform and on horseback, and he is always
in evidence whenever there is anything moving.
When the dynamite plot was discovered in Birmingham,
the Chief Constable was in his proper place, and directed the
investigations so well that not a mistake was made. Night and day he
remained at his post until the right moment came, and then the police
swooped down and captured the gang. The result was that the dynamite
conspiracy, which had its head-quarters in Birmingham, was completely
crushed out of existence.
Mr. Farndale looks something over 40. He is tall,
broad-shouldered, athletic, has good features and looks like a
gentleman. He has the bald head that comes of wearing a constable's
helmet.
Birmingham Daily Gazette, U.K. 8 October 1888
A CONFESSION AND ARREST IN
BIRMINGHAM.
At The Birmingham Public Office on Saturday, before
Messrs. J.D. Goodman and W. Holliday (magistrates), Alfred Napier
Blanchard (34), described as a canvasser, of 2, Rowland Grove, Rowland
Road, Handsworth, was charged on his own confession with committing the
Whitechapel murders.
Detective-sergeant Ashby said that on Friday night
the prisoner was in a public-house in Newtown Row, and he told the
landlord that he was the Whitechapel murderer. He repeated the statement
to several people and witness arrested him. When at Duke Street Police
Station he denied being the murderer, but witness thought proper to keep
him in custody. The police had not yet had time to make inquiries, and
knew nothing of the prisoner's antecedents.
Richard King, landlord of the Fox and Goose, Newtown
Row, said the prisoner came to his house about eleven o'clock on Friday
morning, and remained till about a quarter past eight at night. During
his stay in the house he drank about five and a half pints of beer.
About half-past twelve o'clock he asked witness what kind of detectives
they had in Birmingham. Witness told him he believed them to be very
clever men. Prisoner said that it would be a funny thing if the
Whitechapel murderer were to give himself up in Birmingham. Witness
acquiesced, and prisoner continued, "I am the Whitechapel murderer."
Turning round to an elderly gentleman sitting in the bar, prisoner said,
"Look here, old gentleman; perhaps you would not think there was a
murderer in the house." "I don't know about that," replied the customer;
"you might not look unlike one." Prisoner said, "I am one, then." Later
on the old gentleman asked prisoner had he got the knife with him, and
he answered that he had left a long knife behind him. Someone asked
prisoner how he did the murders without making the victims scream. He
explained that this was done "simply by placing the thumb and finger on
the windpipe and cutting the throat with the right hand." He said he had
"done six of them in London." He was sober when he made this statement.
Turning round to witness prisoner said, "You are a fool if you don't get
the thousand pounds reward offered for me; you may as well have it as
anyone else."
Mr. Farndale (Chief Constable) informed the
magistrates that he did not attach the least importance to this arrest.
At the same time prisoner had placed himself in a most serious position,
and could not complain if the magistrates thought fit to remand him for
inquiries. At present nothing had been ascertained with respect to him
beyond information contained in some papers found upon him.
Mr. Goodman thought that some further inquiries
should be made.
The prisoner asked if he might say a few words, and,
having obtained permission, stated that he was stationed in London, and
was a canvasser for a London firm. He had recently been working up
North. He was now on his way to London, and when he made the statement
incriminating himself was labouring under great excitement, having been
previously reading the reports of the inquests. The statement was, on
the face of it, ridiculous, and he was sure they would admit that. He
could give them references in Birmingham.
Mr. Barradale (Magistrates' Clerk) told the prisoner
that he could give any references he had to Mr. Farndale for inquiry. As
the prisoner said he was a murderer, it was a question whether time
should not be given to make inquiries.
Mr. Goodman: It is your own fault that you are in
this position.
The prisoner said he was aware of this, but at the
same time he was labouring under great excitement.
Mr. Barradale: Were you suffering from the drink?
Prisoner: Partly from drink and partly from
nervousness. I had been drinking for two or three days.
The prisoner was remanded until to-morrow.
Mr. Barradale told him that if he wished any messages
to be sent the police would assist him in every way. He could telegraph
to anybody living away from the town and write to anyone he thought
proper.
As he was proceeding towards the cells, prisoner said
he had a favour to ask. Would the press be kind enough not to mention
this case? It was a serious matter for him, and should his employer get
to hear about it he would lose his situation.
Mr. Barradale: The magistrates have no power over the
press.