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LONDON. FRIDAY, 31 AUGUST, 1888
WE congratulate the Daily News on the fact that it has at length laid a heavy hand on Sir CHARLES WARREN. Its article on the Chief Commissioner's relations towards his men would be perfect if it covered his relations with the public as well. But, as a matter of fact, none of the outrages that Sir CHARLES WARREN has committed on the citizens of London would have been possible had he not taken the force in hand with a resolute desire to change it from a civil to a military body. Happily for London, he has in the process demoralised the force and brought it to the verge of an open revolt. Our own columns have borne repeated testimony to the monstrous harshness and folly of his rule. His attempt to degrade Mr. MONRO before his own men is only one out of countless instances in which he has trampled on the rights of his subordinates and smashed to atoms every tradition of the force. For taking a glass of beer while on duty men have been reduced in grade for two years, pay and promotion lost, a career stopped. For helping a comrade who had broken the lottery rule in ignorance a whole batch of men of excellent character were summarily dismissed. Sergeants and superintendents have been raised over the heads of old servants. Military friends of Sir CHARLES have been introduced into the force, and new offices provided for them. Army reserve men, professional "chuckers out" at Tory meetings, have been set to discharge the delicate duties devolving on a London policeman. We all know what the result has been. In a single twelvemonth the martinet whose record of meddling and muddling extends over a good part of the British Empire has destroyed the good feeling between the London police and the public, and replaced it by a feeling of bitter antagonism. It is not a case of Trafalgar-square only. That would be bad enough; but what the Square did wholesale, Sir CHARLES'S men, under the brutal initiative from Scotland-yard, have done in detail. During the last few weeks hardly a day has passed when some constable has not been convicted of gross insult and harshness to some peaceful inhabitant, supported by still grosser perjury. The London magistrates have for the most part given up the police and rejected their evidence as worthless. The Moral Miracle has become a Miracle of Lying, thanks to the knowledge that whatever a policeman said would be accepted as gospel in the Star Chamber where our Prefect of Police holds absolute sway. Now there is only one moral about the WARREN business, and we enforced it long ago. Sir CHARLES must go. From the beginning he misconceived his mission. Major-General Sir CHARLES WARREN, K.C.B., G.C.M.G., was far too lofty a personage to look after petty larcenies and street inebriates. His mission was to put down the Social Revolution. His first Pyrrhic victory in bludgeoning the people out of the Square intoxicated him, and henceforth we have had nothing but a carnival of perjury, violence, and discontent. If a vote of the people of London could be held in a matter in which they ought to have the determining voice, Sir CHARLES would not remain another week in the position he has so grossly abused. But what is still more satisfactory is the fact - now clear as the sun at noon - that if a similar plebiscite of the force were taken to-morrow, his dismissal would be decreed by a majority of twenty to one.
Mr. Robert Anderson, who succeeds Assistant Commissioner J Munro at Scotland-yard, is the third son of Matthew Anderson, of Dublin, formerly Crown solicitor for the city and county of Dublin. He is forty-seven years of age, and married in 1873 Agnes Alexandrina, sister of Ponsonby W. Moore, cousin and heir presumptive of the Marquis of Drogheda. Mr. Anderson was educated at Trinity College, Dublin, where he holds the honorary degree LL.D, and entered a student of the Middle Temple in 1860, and was called to the Bar 1870, having previously been called to the Dublin Bar in 1863.
Mr. R. Anderson served in the Irish Office in London 1867-8 and assisted in the Irish State trials of '67. Since '68 he has been attached to the Home Office, and has there held the appointment of Secretary to the Commissioner of English Prisons since 1878 at a salary of £600 per annum. He will now receive some £1,300 per annum as Assistant-Commissioner of Police. He was secretary to the Royal Merchant Shipping Commission of 1864. He has contributed articles to the Nineteenth Century, is author of "Prison Acts," and member of the National and Savile Clubs.
Mr. Matthews, the Home Secretary, has taken Admiral Hornby's-place, Little-green, near Petersfield, on the borders of Sussex and Hampshire, for the next three months. The Admiral himself lives in a smaller house some three miles distant. His last tenant at Little-green was Mr. Craig Sellar, M.P., the Dissentient Liberal Whip, who was there until a few months ago.
A REVOLTING MURDER.
ANOTHER WOMAN FOUND HORRIBLY MUTILATED IN WHITECHAPEL.
GHASTLY CRIMES BY A MANIAC.
Scarcely has the horror and sensation caused by the discovery of the murdered woman in Whitechapel recently had time to abate, when another discovery is made, which for the brutality exercised on the victim is even more shocking. As Constable John Neil was walking down Buck's-row, Thomas-street, Whitechapel, about a quarter to four o'clock this morning, he discovered a woman lying at the side of the street with
The wound was about two inches wide and blood was flowing profusely. She was immediately conveyed to the Whitechapel mortuary, when it was found that besides the wound in the throat the lower part of the abdomen was completely ripped open and the bowels were protruding. The wound extends nearly to her breast, and must have been effected with a large knife. As the corpse lies in the mortuary, it presents a ghastly sight. The victim seems to be between 35 and 40 years of age, and measures 5ft. 2in. in height. The hands are bruised, and bear evidence of having engaged in
There is the impression of a ring having been worn on one of deceased's fingers, but there is nothing to show that it had been wrenched from her in a struggle. Some of the front teeth have also been knocked out, and the face is bruised on both cheeks and very much discoloured. Deceased wore a rough brown ulster, with large buttons in front. Her clothes are torn and cut up in several places, bearing evidence of the ferocity with which the murder was committed.
Several persons in the neighborhood state that an affray occurred shortly after midnight, but no screams were heard, nor anything beyond what might have been considered evidence of an ordinary brawl.
Writing at half-past eleven a.m., our reporter says:-
The body appeared to be that of a woman of 35. It was 5ft. 3in. in height and fairly plump. The eyes were brown, the hair brown, and the two centre upper front teeth missing, those on either side being widely separated. This peculiarity may serve to identify deceased, of whom at present writing nothing is known. Her clothing consisted of a well-worn brown ulster, a brown linsey skirt, and jacket, a gray linsey petticoat, a flannel petticoat, dark-blue ribbed stockings, braid garters, and side-spring shoes. Her bonnet was black and rusty, and faced with black velvet. Her whole outfit was that of a person in poor circumstances, and this appearance was borne out by the mark
which was found on the petticoat bands. The two marks were cut off and sent to the Lambeth institution to discover if possible the identity of deceased.
The brutality of the murder is beyond conception and beyond description. The throat is cut in two gashes, the instrument having been a sharp one, but used in a most ferocious and reckless way. There is a gash under the left ear, reaching nearly to the centre of the throat. Along half its length, however, it is accompanied by another one which reaches around under the other ear, making a wide and horrible hole, and nearly severing the head from the body.
however, pales into insignificance alongside the other. No murder was ever more ferociously and more brutally done. The knife, which must have been a large and sharp one, was jobbed into the deceased at the lower part of the abdomen, and then drawn upward, not once but twice. The first cut veered to the right, slitting up the groin, and passing over the left hip, but the second cut went straight upward, along the centre of the body, and, reaching to the breast-bone. Such horrible work could only be
The other murder, in which the woman received 30 stabs, must also have been the work of a maniac. This murder occurred on Bank Holiday. On the Bank Holiday preceding another woman was murdered in equally brutal but even more barbarous fashion by being stabbed with a stick. She died without being able to tell anything of her murderer. All this leads to the conclusion, that the police have now formed, that there is a maniac haunting Whitechapel, and that the three woman were all victims of his murderous frenzy.