The Sun.
London, England, 1864-12-07 00:00:00

The Swiss Poisoning Case,

The Italian journals 11 Morimenio and Il Mink Italian°
contain full particulars of the suicide of Dr Demme and Miss
Flora Trumpy. After leaving Milan they went to an Eng-
lish hotel, or boarding-house, called the Casa Gropello, in
the little town of Nervi, near Genoa. At noon on Nov. 30
the landlord finding they did not leave their bedroom, and
having knocked several times without getting an answer,
broke open the door in presence of a magistrate. Dr Demme
was found dead on the bed, and Miss Flora was stretched on
the floor, also dead. Some accounts say they were bathed in
blood, but the Swiss Consul at Genoa telegraphs that they
committed suicide by poison. Their bodies were publicly
exposed in the Nervi market-place, under the guard of two
carabineers. In the bedroom was found a paper, written by
Dr Demme, containing his name and that of Miss Flora
Trumpy and the address of his father. A telegram was im-
mediately sent to Bere, and the directions of the relatives
were awaited for the disposal of the bodies. This extraordi-
nary couple, who thus accomplished the suicide which a
fortnight before they threatened to perpetrate in the Lake
of Geneva, had spent all their money. Only a few coppers
were found on Dr Dentme's person. The paper left men-

tionad their intention to destroy themselves, but assigned
no cause. It appeared from the position of the bodies and
otherwise that Dr Demme was the first to commit suicide.
He was found stretched on the bed in a natural position,
and with a calm countenance. It is supposed he had taken
strychnine, combined with other substances which have not
yet been determined. The poison had left no other apparent
traces than some ruddy stains about the ears. Mademoiselle
Trumpy, on the contrary, had a violently distorted visage,
without doubt because her inexperience had induced her to
take a stronger dose of poison. It is inferred from this fact,
and the discovery of a note which she had placed in the
drawer of a mirror, that she had ad ministered the poison to
herself, after having seen her betrothed stretched dead upon
the bed. The note contained these few words written in
pencil Hermann is dead. I am about to follow him."
A letter from Nervl, in the Pcrseveran:e, gives the follow-
ing details :—" The day before yesterday a foreign gentle-
man, accompanied by a young lady, alighted from a hirsi
carriage at the Hotel Anglais, situated in the Palazzo Gro-
polio, at Nerai. Tho lady was elegantly dressed in travel-
ling costume, and the gentleman also. Without giving his
name, the latter asked for a bedroom and supper. Nothing
was noticeable in the appearance of the two travellers except
their affectionate manner towards each other. They had
supper, after which the lady sat down to the piano and the
gentleman read the newspapers. Some moments after they
retired to rest, and being asked if it would bo necessary to
call them in the morning, they said it would bo useless, see-
ing they had come on foot from Genoa, were wearied, and
wished to rest. Late in the afternoon of the next day the
innkeeper, not seeing his new guests appear in the dining-
room, sent a waiter to knock at their door, but no answer
was returned. The magistrate was sent for immediately,and
the door burst open in his presence. Dreadful indeed was
the scone which presented itself to those who first entered
the room. On the bed lay the unfortunate doctor, with hie
head turned towards the pillow ; Miss Flora Trumpy was
lying on the floor, with her arms twisted together like those
of a person who had died from poiscn. Tho unfortunate
couple had been dead at least six or seven hours, for their
bodies were cold. Nothing was found in their trunks except
some old clothes, and the doctor had a few coppers in his
pockets. A few drops of a mixture found in a glass proved
they had taken strychnine. Upon a table wore found a little
phial of poison, two empty glasses, and two others still con-
taining poison. Upon another table were some letters written
in pencil. In one of them the landlord of the hotel was
promised payment of his bill. Another letter bore the ad-
dress "To my poor father—Demme." A letter from Berne,
of the 2d inst., says that on the previous day M. Demme,
sen., received a letter fr,)m his son, dated Milan, in which
the writer announced that ho intended to drown himself in
the Gulf of Genoa instead of the Lake of Geneva. This
resolution, it would seem, gave way, and poison was re-
sorted to at last.

" MR. STEWART'S INTENTIONS." By the author
of " Grandmother's Money," &c.—" Intelligence com-
bined with singular facility of expression are the charac-
teristics of this very agreeable novel. Tho tendency of im-
petuous men to create causeless annoyances for themselves
is very c'everly illustrated ; whilst the patient endurance
and firm resolves of those who aro so often and inappro-
priately called the weaker vessels' are pourtrayed with a
distinctiveness that not only catches the attention but inte-
rests the heart. Often as the author 'has delighted his
many admirers by his previous clover works we shall be
much mistaken if this very interesting novel is not looked
upon as his chef-a.ceuvre,"—Messertilfr,

Weymouth (continued), 1
Leicester 7
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NOVBALBEn.
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AN IRISHMAN IN SEARCH pi, A WIFE.—On the
24th September last last, an advertisement appeared
in the Manchester Guardian to this effect :—" Wanted—A
gentleman with £3OO a year, residing in the north of Ire-
land, is desirous of meeting with an amiable Protestant
young lady, possessed of some ready money.—Address, in
confidence, T. L., Post-office, Liverpool," On the appear-
anco of this business like epistle some wags in Workington
readily took the matter up. An ideal young lady was de-
picted (Miss I. G. Itadstock, a young orphan girl with
£6,000) ; and after a somewhat warm correspondence the
young Lothario was decoyed over to Workington. Thurs-
day week was the day of his arrival, and no sooner was it
known that the fish was so nearly landed than pickets
were despatched to all quarters of interest, and by seven
o'clock the New Crown Hotel (the place arranged for
mooting) was crowded with a reckless crew eager for the
fray. The brave "cloy Neill and his fair young bride" to
be, with two or three "cousins" were in an adjoining room
arranging their future plans and settlements. The £6,000
was no doubt waxing yellower, and looming nearer the
vision of the would-bo Benedict, when in rushed the ruth-
less dispellers of the happy scene. Don Quixote started up,
surd it was a hoax. The tb)or was evidently the place el
his desire, through which he rushed like a flash of light-
ning-, and into the street beyon t, followed by those ho hoped
to escape from, who pounced upon hint and soon brought
him to bay. An armistice was concluded, and peaco pro
claimed, Tho Curwen's Arias was the next place of rcn-
dezvous, and all now " went merry as a marriage boll.'
The glass went quickly round ; good wishes were expressed
for his safe return, and many a joke was cracked at the poor
fellow's expense. They went on this way until it appeared
the Etnoralder was getting uneasy, and an oiler was made
for his final acquittal, which met with unanimous approval.
But before separating ho was made the centre of a circle,
and "He's a jolly good fellow" was sung, and then he
went. Tho worst remains to be told. Ono who previously
had displayed the traitor's flag was not content to quit the
prize until some more pickings had been wrung front
him—a supper being the object of his wish. This he
obtained from sticking to his coat-tail like an evil spirit,
and thraetcning exposure on refusal. The last time he
was seen was in the square, where he was found by a gentle-
man in blue, and was thence helped to his lodgings. The
Test is soon told—the poor " sold and done for" rushed
from the scene of his disaster as fast as a carriage and four
could take him to Whitchaven en route for Dublin.—
_ IVlikltavot Herald.