"Did they continue to hit him?—Yes; I ran forward, and put one truncheon back with my gloved hand, and I said, 'The next man that strikes I will knock him down!'
"What did they do then?—Then they left off striking him, and they put him between two policemen, and I suppose he was taken away in custody.
"They found that you were rather a strongish man?—They would.
"Were you attacked by the police?—I was standing on the grass just after that, and they made another sortie out from the roadway, and ordered the people to move on, and they moved as fast as they could. One of them came up to me, and began to push me with his truncheon, upon which I said to him: 'Do not do that, friend; you have no right to do it, and I am stronger than you are.' He then beckoned to two others, who came up, and I took hold of two of the truncheons, one in each hand, and I said to the centre one: 'If you attempt to touch me, I will take one of those truncheons, and knock you down with it.' I took the two truncheons, and I wrested them, and I showed them that I could do it.
"Did they then leave you alone?—Yes; the people that came behind me picked me up and carried me up about 100 yards back, cheering me.
"Mr Stuart Wortley.—Did they take you off your legs?—Yes, and I thought it was the police behind for a moment.
"Mr Mitchell.—You were in the Park for three hours?—Yes.
"How were the people behaving?—I never saw a large assemblage of people behaving so well.
"You were with your father-in-law, were you not?—Yes, I was.
"What time in the day was this particular occurrence?—About half-an-hour before I left.