The name of the ruffian who has been guilty of this atrocious attack is Edward Oxford; his address is No. 6, West-street, West-square, and he is said to be a servant out of place. His appearance is that of a mechanic, from 18 to 20 years of age, and rather below the middle height. We have been informed that on searching him a list of the names of twenty-six individuals was found, which he admitted that he had intended to have burnt or destroyed, and some circumstance has transpired which leads to a belief that the persons whose names are contained in the list above-mentioned are in some way connected with the prisoner for some sinister purpose. On searching his lodgings a sword was also found, and some crape arranged for the purpose of being worn on a hat or cap in such a way as to conceal the face of the wearer, and the crape is also stated to be folded in a peculiar manner, so that the crape which was intended for the prisoner would distinguish him from the rest of the gang with which it is said he is connected, and who were to be similarly disguised. We have also heard that on being taken to the police-station the following conversation took place:-- “What are you?--I have been brought up to the bar. “Do you mean to say as a lawyer?--No; to the bar, to draw porter. “Are you a pot-boy?--No, I’m above that. “Are you a publican?--No, I’m not so high as that.” We cannot vouch for the authenticity of this conversation, but merely give it as it reached us. The conduct of the prisoner throughout his examination manifested great self-possession. The pistols are described as small pistols of Birmingham manufacture, rather well finished. They were loaded with balls, one of which struck the wall opposite to where the prisoner stood, and the other ball is said to have lodged in one of the trees. The charge against the prisoner entered on the charge sheet is--“With maliciously and unlawfully discharging two pistols at Her Majesty and Prince Albert on Constitution-hill.” [London: Printed by J. Wilson, New Cut. [Illustration] ACCOUCHEMENT OF HER MAJESTY. BIRTH OF A PRINCESS. GOD SAVE THE QUEEN!!! At ten minutes before two yesterday afternoon, her Majesty was SAFELY DELIVERED OF A DAUGHTER. The Queen, we rejoice to say, is, to all appearance, as well as her subjects can desire, and that the illustrious infant bids fair for life. At five-and-twenty minutes to three a royal salute from the Tower and other guns announced the joyous intelligence to her Majesty’s subjects in the metropolis. Her Majesty’s marriage, it will be remembered, took place on Monday, the 10th of February, nine months and eleven days since. The Lord Chancellor was presiding in his Court with the intention of pronouncing some judgments, but he instantly locked up his papers and repaired to Buckingham Palace, as his presence is officially required on these occasions.