The Sun.
London, England, 1859-05-19 00:00:00

but that was an error on the part of himself. The
solicitor for the London General Omnibus Com-
pany had evinced a disposition to purchase the
goodwill of the company's omnibuses. It was ridi-
culous to say that some of the company's, horses
were not worth £lO each. There had been no
execution in the company's premises, except by the
superior landlord who had no claim. The company
had been sued by Lloyd John Aysford, Borsley,
and the London General Omnibus Company.
A statement was read showing that the com-
pany, so far from having lost three-fourths of its
capital, had a surplus of .£5,400. There was also
a patent, and a claim upon the London General
Omnibus Company forXlo,ooo for injuries sustained,
as referred to Mr. Barstow, barrister, before whom
100 witnesses had been examined.
It was here stated that the petitioner estimated
the company's assets at £2,800, and the debts were
£6,000 and upwards.
The Commissioner said nothing would be more
unfair than to value the stock with which a business
was being carried on according to the selling price'
The stock of the greatest brewers in the kingdom,
would, perhaps, if sold, not produce one-tenth of
the value. He thought the fair valuation was en.
the side of the company, and that three-fourths of
the capital had not become lost or unavailable.
The petition would be dismissed with costs.

A SENTIMENTAL SUICIDE.

We derive the touching facts recorded below fool
the Dayton (0) Journal (U.S.). Our hand trembles
as we make up the sad record.
On Wednesday last a "good-looking and
Well-
dressed" man appeared at the Phillips House, in
the fragrant and loVely city of Dayton, and Ives'
tered his name "A. V. Larnartine.Sweet name,
isn't it P We think we would love a man on sigu;
who enjoyed the happiness of such a name. And
if we should hear that the initials A. V. stood for Albert Victor (as in this case they actually did .f)
our emotions would have been, to say the least,:
strong. His handwriting was " very handsome.
He was assigned an apartment. Presently the
clerk was terrified by receiving the following
epistle:—

" Phillips House, Room 24.,
"To the Clerk.—Dear Sir,—l am very unwell, and °I
not expect to recover ; will you be so kind as to send for a
minister to come to me ? 1 care not of which denomina-
tion so he is a true Christian, and a_pious man.—Y°,ll"
respectfully, " A. V. LAMARTINE•

Gracious, what a sensation there was ! The DaY
ton .Tourna/ don't half do the pathetic the use
called for. Wasn't there " pale lips," "Pallid
brows," "hurrying to and fro !" Rev. Mr. Conrad
boards at the house (Phillips), and was called in
at once. The amiable young gentleman t° 1
him that he had taken poison. A sagacious,
doctor (Dr. Davis), who also boards at the Pbl Po'
told Lamartine that he had taken laudanum. La-
martine owned to the laudanum, and ,ishowe,Aa -- e
th
bottle." Somehow the doctor didn't think • Mr.
Lamartine had killed himself, and would not 41.%
him any emetic, and, bless him, Mr. LamarTi'
didn't die.
But there was a letter on the table addressed t°
whom do you think ? Why, "To the Unfeelioi
World." That's you. Here is the document :--
" Phillips House, April 18, 1859,,.•
"To THE UNFEELING WORLD,—CaII me not a self-orir
deter, for it is you that has driven me to this extreme"'
public is my murderer, for it has denied me busw:„."—'
and without that I should be cast upon the world a beg
,a;
God forbid ! Quite out of funds, and no business, whal'4i4..
Ido ? To beg? No, I am too spirited. To defraud DIY atii,
low-men ? No, my conscience will not permit me. Delr.
then, is a welcome expedient Yes, let me die and ba,'"
gotten. Like poor Byron, I do not regret what I he
done, so much as what I might have done.'
been an easy-going, melancholy man—engrossed vnthe
books and not with money—' oving not olan„,,ti.
less, but nature more !' Virginia is INY "'"„„_"" 8.
vity—Cleveland my adopted home. As my 110.(4,70a,
indicates, lam of French extraction. My family was 1-0.
and I tenderly raised. lam an orphan—few relat 0
Bury me here,
.and should I ever have a tomb let this be
my, epitaph—
" Far from home, in a land of strangers, he died,—Pre-
ferring
death to dishonour.'
" Broken-hearted Herbert,. gallant and immortal gas I
pathetic M'Clung (who sung 0, death, come soot" 60
leave this cold, selfish ball of corruption and depravity
join you. I have had this in my mind for some time.. ,
have many warm friends, to whom I tender a last and Coif,
adieu. I have recommendations from the best of men, .7
whom lam grateful. As to death, lam not afraid to die.
I never was calmer than now. I could write much ate'
but I will stop. One word, however, the last I shall ever
write—' Agnes.'

" ALBERT VICTOR LAMARTINE."
And this letter caused feeling on behalf of the
fellow. He was kindly taken care of, and 25 dolt
and a railroad pass to Indianopolis, were presented
to him. And presently it was ascertained that 01°
fellow had taken poison at Sandusky, where 7" A,
dols, and a pass to Dayton had resulted.