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He had obliged the country gentlemen of England, and ensured the return, at the next election, of Lord Mounteney's brother for the county. At this general election, also, Stapylton Toad's purpose in entering the House became rather more manifest; for it was found, to the surprise of the whole country, that there was scarcely a place in England; county, town, or borough; in which Mr.
Did you, on the Sunday, in the afternoon, mention it to Mr. or Miss Blandy? No, not to either of them. SUSANNAH GUNNELL, examined I carried the water gruel in a pan to Mrs. Mounteney's house. Whose use was it made for? It was made for Mr. Blandy's use, on the Sunday seven-night before his death. Who made it? I made it. Where did you put it after you had made it?
He was engaged to Premium's daughter, his last resource, and now, of course, it is all up with him." "I was at College with his brother, Augustus Clay. He is a nephew of Lord Mounteney's, is he not?" "The very same. Poor fellow! I do not know what we must do for him.
Sedgwick always gave time: Lord Mounteney's gem'man says the system's bad, and so he'll put an end to it; and so all's gone, your honour; all's gone, and I'm mortal fear'd the good man's beside himself." "And who is Lord Mounteney's man of business?" "Mr. Stapylton Toad," sobbed the good dame.
Blandy's in that time, and neither saw him nor the prisoner, but she was there on the Sunday afternoon, though she did not then mention anything of it. The next witness is Susan Gunnell, who tells you that she carried the pan of water gruel to Mrs. Mounteney's from Mr.
Blandy, have been, as the phrase goes, the last straw. Fortunately, Mary had retained against such a contingency the balance of Mrs. Mounteney's loan; and with another fifteen pounds of that lady's in his pocket, the captain left for London to liquidate his debt. From that time till August, 1750, the shadow of his sinister guest did not darken the attorney's door.
Mounteney's, in Henley, on Thursday morning, the 8th of August; that there was a pan brought thither by Susan Gunnel, Mr.
I think it looks as white as flour"; she then took it out of doors, where there was more light, and putting her finger to the bottom of the pan, found it gritty, upon which she recollected that she had heard that poison was white and gritty, which made her fear this might be poison; she therefore locked it up in a closet, and on Thursday morning carried it to Mrs. Mounteney's, where Mr.
Mounteney's, in Henley, on Thursday, the 8th August, in order to show me the powder. There was with her Susan Gunnell, the servant maid. She brought in a pan. I looked at it and endeavoured to take it out that I might give a better account of it, for as it lay it was not possible to see what it was; then I laid it on white paper and delivered it to Mrs. Mounteney to take care of till it dried.
"Oh! your honour, we a'nt his Lordship's tenants no longer; there's been a change for Purley Mill, and now we're Lord Mounteney's people. John Conyers has been behind-hand since he had the fever, but Mr.
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