CHARLES LAMB was brought up, charged with the barbarous murder of the late Mr. Elia. He was taken late in the evening, at a house of resort for characters of his description, in Fleet-street — and he had with him at the time of his caption a crape mask — a phosphorus (or hock) bottle — a dark lanthorn — a skeleton key — a centre bit (out of the haunch) — and a large clasp knife (and fork). The evidence was indisputable — and Mr. Lamb was committed. There appears to have been no apparent motive for this horrible murder, unless the prisoner had an eye to poor Mr. Elia's situation in the LONDON MAGAZINE. The prisoner is a large gaunt-looking fellow, with a queer eye, and a broad overhanging brow. If no witness had come forward — his looks would have appeared against him!