monument to him. His pranks would fill a volume, and in
August of this year (during a yachting trip), whilst at Bergen, he
received a blow on the head from a stalwart watchman that nearly killed
him.
[Picture: Punch, vol. I., p. 14. July, 1841]
Here is a specimen police case. _Times_, 10 _July_, 1837:
BOW STREET.--On Saturday (8th July) three persons were brought before
Mr. Minshull, charged with twisting knockers off hall doors,
assaulting the police, and other disorderly conduct; and, it having
been rumoured that one of the parties charged was the Marquis of
Waterford, a great crowd of persons assembled in front of the Office
to catch a glimpse of his Lordship. It proved, however, that the
gentleman alluded to was not the noble Marquis himself, but his
brother, Lord William Beresford, who gave the name of Charles
Ferguson. Two other persons were placed in the dock besides his
Lordship, one of whom gave the name of Edward Hammersley, of 41, St.
James's Street, and the other, who was equipped in the garb of a
waterman, said his name was George Elliott, and that he was his
Lordship's coxswain.
William Dodds, a police constable of the E division, No. 9, then
stated that he was on duty in Museum Street, between 1 and 2, on the
previous night, when he saw the two gentlemen at the bar go up to the
house, No. 49, and wrench the knocker from the door. Witness
expostulated with them, and, seeing another knocker in the hand of
the prisoner Elliott, he took him by the collar, upon which the
prisoner Hammersley dropped the knocker which he had just carried
off. The prisoner Ferguson then came up, and said, "It's all right,
old boy," and offered him money, which witness refused to take. The
two gentlemen then ran away, but were soon apprehended, witness still
retaining hold of Elliott. They were then conveyed to the police
station, where Ferguson refused to be searched, declaring that he
would not submit to such a rascally degradation, and, having said so,
he struck witness. The prisoners were then locked up.
Mr. William Gibson, of 49, Museum Street, proved that one of the
knockers produced belonged to him, and had been wrenched off his
street door.
Ferguson, in his defence, said he had been up the river on a boating
excursion, and had taken "rather too much wine." The
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