"I occupied a cottage in Gill's Hill Lane for six months before October

last; my family consisted of Mrs. Probert, a servant maid, and a boy. In

the month of October, Miss Noyes lived with us, and two children of

Thomas Thurtell, a brother of the prisoner's. I have been for some time

past acquainted with the prisoner John Thurtell; and he had often been

down to my cottage sporting with me: he knew the road to my cottage, and

all the roads thereabouts well. Gill's Hill Lane, in which my cottage

stood, is out of the high road to St. Alban's, at Radlett; my cottage

was about a quarter of a mile from the high road, and fourteen miles and

a quarter from Tyburn turnpike. In the latter end of October, the

prisoner, John Thurtell, lodged at Tetsall's, the Coach and Horses, in

Conduit-street; Thomas Thurtell lodged there also. On Friday the 24th of

that month, I dined at Tetsall's with John Thurtell and Hunt; and Thomas

Thurtell and Noyes were also there. After dinner, Thurtell said

something to me about money, and I paid him 5_l_. which I had borrowed

of him four days before. He then said, 'I think I shall go down to your

cottage to-night; are you going down?' I said that I was, and he asked

me to drive Hunt down with me, which I promised to do. Some further

conversation took place, and he said, 'I expect a friend to meet me this

evening a little after five; and if he comes, I shall go down. If I have

an opportunity, I mean to do him; for he is a man that has robbed me of

several hundreds. I have told Hunt where to stop; I shall want him

about a mile and a half beyond Elstree.' He then desired me to give

Hunt, who had just come in, a pound, and I did so; and Thurtell told

him, in case I should not go, to hire a horse and to go to Elstree,

saying, 'You know where to stop for me.' Hunt made no answer. At a

little after five o'clock, Thurtell started from the Coach and Horses in

a gig. He drove a dark grey horse; and I went away some time afterwards

with Hunt in my vehicle. In Oxford-street Hunt got out and bought a loin

of pork for supper; and at the end of Oxford-street he remarked, 'This

is the place where Jack is to take up his friend.' We then drove on, and

about four miles from London we overtook Thurtell, who was driving,

accompanied by another man. Hunt said, 'There they are; drive by and

take no notice. It's all right; Jack has got him.' We, in consequence,

passed on; and when we got to the Baldfaced Stag, about seven miles from

London, and two miles short of Edgeware, we stopped. It was then about a

quarter before seven o'clock. On our way I asked Hunt who the man was

who was in the gig with Thurtell; but he answered, 'You are not to know

his name; you never saw him; you know nothing of him.' I went into the

Baldfaced Stag, as I supplied the house with liquor; but Hunt walked on,

saying, 'I won't go in, because I have not returned those horse-cloths I

borrowed.' I stopped about twenty minutes; and then I drove on, and

overtook Hunt at about a quarter of a mile from Edgeware. I took him up,

and we drove on to Mr. Clarke's at Edgeware, and there we had a glass of

brandy and water. A little further on we bought half a bushel of corn

for the horse, and put it in the gig; and then we went on to the

Artichoke, kept by Mr. Field. It wanted now only about eight minutes of

eight; and Hunt said, 'I wonder where Thurtell is; he can't have passed

us.' We pulled up at the Artichoke, and had four or five glasses of

brandy and water; and we stayed there more than three quarters of an

hour, waiting for Thurtell to come up with us. We then drove on; and at

Mr. Phillimore's Lodge, which is about a mile and a half further on,

Hunt said that 'he should remain there for John Thurtell;' and he got

out on the road. I drove through Radlett, towards my own cottage; and

when I was within about a hundred yards of it, I met Thurtell on foot.

He cried out, 'Hallo! where is Hunt?' and I answered that I had left him

at Phillimore's Lodge, waiting for him. He replied, 'I don't want him

now; for I have done the trick.' He said that he had killed his friend

that he had brought down with him; he had ridded the country of a

villain, who had robbed him of three or four hundred pounds!' I said,

'Good God! I hope you have not killed the man?' and he said, 'It's of no

consequence to you, you don't know him; you never saw him: do you go

back and fetch Hunt--you know best where you left him!' I returned to

the place where I left Hunt, and found him near the same spot. Thurtell

did not go. I said to Hunt when I took him up, 'John Thurtell is at my

house--he has killed his friend;' and Hunt said, 'Thank God, I am out of

it; I am glad he has done it without me: I can't think where the devil

he could pass; I never saw him pass anywhere, but I'm glad I'm out of

it.' He said, 'This is the place where we were to have done it' (meaning

near Phillimore's Lodge). I asked him who the man was, and he said, 'You

don't know him, and I shall not tell you;' he said it was a man that had

robbed Jack of several hundred pounds, and they meant to have it back

again. By that time I had reached my own house; John Thurtell stood at

the gate as we drove into the yard. Hunt said, 'Thurtell, where could

you pass me?' Thurtell replied, 'It don't matter where I passed you;

I've done the trick--I have done it. But what the devil did you let

Probert stop drinking at his d--d public-houses for, when you knew what

was to be done?' Hunt said, 'I made sure you were behind, or else we

should not have stopped.' Having taken the loin of pork in the kitchen,

and given it to the servant to cook for supper, I went into the parlour

and introduced Hunt to Mrs. Probert; he had never been there before.

Thurtell followed immediately; we had stopped in the yard a short time

before we went in, and when I spoke to my wife, I told her that we were

going to Mr. Nicholls's to ask for a day's shooting. We then went out

together, Thurtell carrying a sack and a cord with him, which he had

taken from the gig. We went down the lane, and I carried the lantern. As

we went along, Thurtell said, 'I began to think, Hunt, you would not

come;' when Hunt answered, 'We made sure you were behind.' I walked

foremost; and Thurtell said, 'Probert, he is just beyond the second

turning.' When he came to the second turning, he said, 'It's a little

further on,' and he at length said, 'This is the place.' We then looked

about for a pistol and knife, but could not find either; we got over the

hedge and there found the body lying; the head was bound up in a shawl,

I think a red one. Thurtell searched the deceased's pockets, and found a

pocket-book containing three five-pound notes, a memorandum-book, and

some silver. He said, 'This is all he has got; I took the watch and

purse when I killed him.' The body was then put into the sack head

foremost; the sack came to the knees, and was tied with a cord; we left

the body there, and went towards home. On our way Thurtell explained how

he had killed him. He said, 'When I first shot him, he jumped out of the

gig and ran like the devil, singing out that 'he would deliver all he

had, if I'd only spare his life.' I jumped out of the gig and ran after

him: I got him down, and began to cut his throat, as I thought, close to

the jugular vein; but I could not stop his singing out: I then jammed

the pistol into his head; I gave it a turn round; and then I knew I had

done him.' Turning to Hunt, he said, 'Joe, you ought to have been with

me, for I thought at one time he would have got the better of me. Those

d--d pistols are like spits, they are of no use.' Hunt remarked, that he

should have thought one of the pistols would have killed him dead, but

that at all events he had plenty of 'tools' with him; and then we

entered the house and had our supper. In the course of the evening

Thurtell produced a handsome gold watch and seals, and a gold chain. He

offered the chain to Mrs. Probert, saying, that it was more fit for a

lady than a gentleman: but she at first refused it, although after a

time she consented to accept it as a present. He then put the watch and

seals into his pocket. A proposal was then made, that Hunt and Thurtell

should sleep in Miss Noyes' bed, and that Miss Noyes should sleep with

Thomas Thurtell's children; but they refused to consent to such a

course, and declared that they would rather sit up and take a turn on

the sofa. Hunt then sang two or three songs, and Mrs. Probert and Miss

Noyes went to bed between twelve and one o'clock. When they had retired,

Thurtell produced a pocket-book, a purse, and a memorandum-book. The

purse contained sovereigns, but I cannot say how many. He took three

five-pound notes from the pocket-book, and giving a note and sovereign

to Hunt, and a similar sum to me, said, 'That's your share of the

blunt.' The papers and books were burned, to avoid any discovery, and

then the carpet bag was examined. Its contents were replaced, and, as

well as the backgammon board and the gun, were taken away on the ensuing

day, by Hunt and Thurtell, in a gig. When this examination was

completed, Thurtell said, 'I mean to have Barber Beaumont after this,

and Woods.' The former is a director to an insurance company, with whom

Thurtell had had some dispute; and the latter kept company with Miss

Noyes. A general conversation then took place, the particulars of which

I cannot recollect; and he may have mentioned other names, but I do not

now remember them. At length Thurtell said, 'Well, Joe, we must go and

get the body, and put it in the pond, meaning the pond in my garden. I

said, 'By G--d, you shan't put it in my pond, or you will be my ruin;'

but at length they induced me to consent, Thurtell saying, 'Had it not

been for Hunt's mistake, I should have killed him in the other lane, and

then returned to town and inquired of his friends why he had not come.'

The two prisoners then went out together, and I waited for their coming

back; but in a short time they returned, and Hunt said, 'Probert, he's

too heavy; we cannot carry him; we have only brought him a little way.'

Thurtell invited me to accompany them, and said, that he would put the

bridle on his horse to fetch the body; and then we all went out

together. We took the horse from the stable, and Thurtell and I went and

fetched the body, while Hunt remained at the gate. The horse having been

put into the stable again, we dragged the body down the garden, and

putting some stones into the sack, we threw it into the pond. The man's

feet were then found to be, perhaps, half a foot above the water; and

Thurtell got a cord, threw it over the legs, and giving me one end,

while he held the other, we drew the body into the centre of the pond,

where it sunk out of sight. We all three then returned to the cottage,

and I went to bed almost immediately. I found my wife up. Next morning I

came down about nine o'clock. Thurtell said, in presence of Hunt, that

they had been down the lane, to look for the pistol and knife, but

neither could be found. They asked me to go down the lane and seek them,

in the course of the day; which I promised to do: but when I went down

the lane, I saw a man at work near the spot. That morning they went away

after breakfast. On Sunday they came down again; and Thomas Thurtell and

Mr. Noyes came also. Hunt brought a new spade with him. He said it was

to dig a grave for the deceased. Hunt returned with the gig after

setting down Thomas Thurtell, and brought out John Thurtell and Noyes.

Hunt was very dirtily dressed when he came down, and went up stairs to

change. When he came down, he was well dressed--in almost new clothes;

and he said the clothes belonged to the deceased: he told me he had

thrown a new spade over the hedge into my garden, and I found it there

afterwards. John Thurtell and I walked to the pond. He asked me, if the

body had risen? I said no; and he said it would lie there for a month.

In the afternoon Hewart called, and I went with him to Mr. Nicholls's.

On my return, I told Thurtell and Hunt that Mr. Nicholls had told me,

that some one had fired a pistol or gun off, in Gill's Hill Lane, on

Friday night, and that there were cries of murder, as though some one

had been killed. He said it was about eight o'clock, and added, 'I

suppose it was done by some of your friends, to frighten each other.'

John Thurtell said, 'Then I am booked.' I said, 'I am afraid it's a bad

job, as Mr. Nicholls seems to know all about it; I am very sorry it ever

happened here, as I fear it will be my ruin.' Thurtell said, 'Never

mind, Probert, they can do nothing with you;' and I declared that the

body must be immediately taken out of my pond again. Thurtell answered,

'I'll tell you what I'll do, Probert: after you are all gone to bed, Joe

and I will take the body up and bury it.' But I told them that would be

just as bad, if they buried it in the garden. John Thurtell said, 'I'll

bury him where you nor no one else can find him.' As John Thurtell was

going into the parlour, Hunt said, 'Probert, they can do nothing with

you or me, even if they do find it out, as we were neither of us at the

murder.' Thurtell and Hunt sat up all that night: I, Noyes, and Thomas

Thurtell went to bed. Thomas Thurtell slept with his children. In the

morning, John Thurtell and Hunt said that they had gone to dig a grave,

but the dogs were barking all night, and they thought some one was about

the ground; and he added, 'Joe and I will come down to-night and take

him quite away, and that will be better for you altogether.' Thomas

Thurtell and Hunt, and my boy, Addis, went away in one chaise after

breakfast and John Thurtell, Thomas Noyes, and Miss Noyes in another.

The boy was sent to town to be out of the way. That evening John

Thurtell and Hunt came again in a gig about nine: they took supper;

after supper, John Thurtell and I went to the stable, leaving Hunt

talking to Mrs. Probert. Thurtell said, 'Come, let's get the body up;

while Hunt is talking to Mrs. Probert, she will not suspect.' We went to

the pond, and got the body up; we took it out of the sack, and cut all

the clothes from it, and then we returned to the house, leaving the body

naked on the grass. After a short time we all three went into the

stables and took out Thurtell's gig; and Thurtell having produced from

it a new sack and a cord, we put the body into the former, and then Hunt

and Thurtell put it into the gig; but I refused to have anything more to

do with it: they then drove away with it. On the ensuing morning I

destroyed the clothes which we had cut from the body, and subsequently

on the same day I was taken into custody."

Mrs. Probert, on being examined, corroborated the testimony of her

husband with regard to all the circumstances which occurred in the

cottage up to the time of her going to bed on the Friday night. She then

went on to say--"On my going up stairs, I did not go to bed directly,

and my curiosity being aroused at my husband remaining below, I went to

the head of the stairs to listen. I leaned over the banisters, and I

heard a whispering going on, and what I took to be a trying on of

clothes. The first words which I could distinguish were, 'This, I think,

will fit you very well.' There was then a sound as of the rustling of

papers on the table; and then they seemed to be thrown on the fire and

burned. I afterwards went into my own chamber, and subsequently hearing

something in the garden, I looked out. I saw two men go from the parlour

to the stable; and then they led a horse out, and opening the yard gate,

they took the horse into the lane. Some time after that, I again heard

them in the garden; and there seemed to be something heavy dragged along

the path. It appeared to be dragged in a direction from the stable to

the garden, along the dark walk. I looked out, and had a view of it as

they took it out of the dark walk, and it looked to be in a sack. After

this I heard a noise, which sounded to me like a heap of stones thrown

into a pit--I can describe it in no other way. In addition to the

conversation which I have already detailed as having taken place in the

parlour, I also heard a voice, which I think was Hunt's, say, 'Let us

take a five-pound note each.' I did not hear Thurtell say anything; but

then I heard my husband say, 'We must say that there was a hare thrown

up in the gig, on the cushion--we must tell the boy so in the morning.'

I next heard a voice, I can't exactly tell whose say, 'We had better be

off to town by four or five o'clock in the morning;' and then, I think,

John Thurtell it was, who said, 'We had better not go before eight or

nine o'clock;' and the parlour door then shut. I heard John Thurtell say

also (I think it was his voice), 'Holding shall be next.' I rather think

it was Hunt who next spoke; he asked, 'Has he (Holding) got money?' John

Thurtell replied, 'It is not money I want, it is revenge; it is Holding

who has ruined my friend here.' I did not at first understand who this

friend was; I believe it meant Mr. Probert, my husband. I cannot say

whether Holding had anything to do in the transactions of my husband's

bankruptcy. 'It was Holding,' said John Thurtell, 'who ruined my friend

here, and destroyed my peace of mind.' My husband came to bed about

half-past one or two o'clock; I believe it was; I did not know the hour

exactly."

The whole of the evidence in support of the case for the prosecution

having now been adduced, the learned judge inquired of the jury, whether

they conceived that it would be better at once to proceed to the

conclusion of the case; or whether they would prefer that the defence of

the prisoners should be postponed until the morning. The jury expressed

their wish that the case should be at once concluded; but at the desire

of the prisoner Thurtell, who respectfully pressed on their attention

the long and harassing time he had stood at that bar, and begged for a

night's cessation to recruit his strength, previous to making his

defence, the court adjourned, the jury being locked up until the

following morning.

The trial then proceeded, and Ruthven and Thomas Thurtell being recalled

to be examined on some trifling points, in a short time Mr. Justice Park

informed John Thurtell, that he was ready to hear any observations he

had to make.

The prisoner then commenced his defence;--speaking in a deep, measured,

and unshaken tone, and using a studied and theatrical action.

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