Gallipolis journal. [volume] (Gallipolis, Ohio) 1837-1919, 1854-05-11

the animal obstinately refused to take ,
single step in the rear. Nevertheless
did not feel my courage yet exhausted
for / had no desire to die. One las
solitary chance of safety suddenly ap
peard to me like flash of light, and
resolved to employ it. Through the
fastening of my boot, and in reach O
my hand, was placed sharp and keer
knife which l drew forth from its sheath
With my left hand 1 began caressing the
name Of my horse. all the while letting
him hear my voice. The poor anima
replied to my caresses by plaintive
neighing; then, not to alarm him
abruptly, my hand followed by little and
little the curve of his nervous neck, and
finally rested upon the spot where the
last of the vertebra unites itself with
the Uranium. The horse trembled. but
l calmed him with my voice. When ]
felt his very life, so to speak, palpitate
in his brain beneath my fingers, / leaned
over towards the wall, my feet gently
slid from the stirrups, and with one
pointed blow 1 buried the pointed blade
of my knife in the seat of the vital prin-
ciple. The animal fell as if thunder
struck. without single motion; and fol
myself with my knees almost as high as
my chin, / found myself on horseback
across corpse? 1 was saved! ut
tered a triumphant cry, which was re.
sponded to by the Colonel, and which
the abyss echoed with hollow sound
as if it felt that its prey had escaped
from it. l quilted the saddle, sat my
self down between the wall and the
body of my horse, and vigorously
pushed with my feet against the carcass
of the wretched animal, which rolled
down into the abyss. l then arose, and
cleared at a few bounds the distance
which separated the place where / was
from the plain; and under the irresisti-
bic reaction of terror which l had so
long repressed, l sank into a swoon
upon the ground. When re-opened
my eyes, the Colonel was by my side.
TERRIBLE TRAGEDY AT LYNcHBuRG,
VA.-John w. Lambert murdered his
wife at Lynchburg, Va, on Saturday
last, and then committed suicide. 1t
appears he had been in bad health for
some time, and returned, about three
weeks ago, from Philadelphia, where he
had been in search of medical relief
He was a resident of Halifax county,
Va, but with his wife was on a visit to
his motherat Lynchburg, at the time of
the sad tragedy. The Virginian says:
"On Saturday, while sitting with his
wife, in company with members of the
family, without warning or sign of any
character, he seized her and inflicted a
frightful cash upon her throat with a
pocket knife. She attempted to escape,
but rushed after her and succeeded in
infiicting two other cuts. She staggered
out of the house and fell in the yard
His attention was then arrested by the
children of his brother. DR.. Lambert,
and he made an attempt to seize them,
but was thwarted by negro woman,
who threw them over the pailing. He
then made at his uncle, Mr.. Bingham,
but he escaping, the murderous but un-
conscious, maniac returned to the spot
where his wife lay. and tore the bloody
knife across his own throat-falling and
dying almost instantly. 1t is believed
that while engaged in the struggle with
his wife he inflicted one or two cuts upon
his own throat. His mother, having in
terposed TO shield his wife, received an
accidental cash on the hand. -
'.Dr. Murrel was soon in attendance,
and succeeded in arresting the hemor-
rhage from the wound of the unfortunate
wife, and restoring consciousness for a
while-during which time she engaged
in conversation, and, true to the instincts
of the wife, exclaimed to the last, oh!
my dear husband But the loss of
blood had been so great before the Doc
tors arrival that it was impossible to
save her, and she died in three quarters
of an hour" IN