Connecticut western news., 1876-10-13
CANAAN CONN.,, FRIDAY OCTOBER 13 1876.
last signal thrown out by the little soul,
 then more than half way over the cold

last signal thrown out by the little soul, then more than half way over the cold river. .- "The powders" continued the moth CT, unaware of the change going on in one dearer than life to her, "didn't seem to act like the others, and Lucy said they tasted differently" .......
 Have you any left ?" asked the doc tor, hastily.
 " Yes, one; here it is, and she hand ed the medicine to the physician. He | looked and then touched the white sub stance to the tip of his tongue. In an i instant his face became as ghastly as that of the dead child before him. His hand shook so violently that he spilled the powder upon the floor. Throwing out his arms as one drowning, he seized the father frantically and cried, in 8 hoarse voice:
 "Tom Hooper, take me out of this, !" and as he went the agonized parent heard him mutter: "Poison; my God, poison l" ... The word poison was enough to ex- cite the valley to frenzy. A coroner's inquest was demanded, and physicians summoned from a distance to make 8 post-naortena examination. Enough was found by these learned men in the veins of the deformed girl to insure death, sooner or later, without the help of any poison administered by drunken doc tor. He was summoned to appear and offer any explanation he might see fit to make. The coroner found him in his office. He was for once sober, and more | wretched in appearance than when in toxicated.
 "Have you come to arrest mel" he asked.
 "No, doctor," replied the officer; "you're wanted as witness" "As a witness" he repeated, looking at the coroner in vacant, absent sort of way. "Yes, yes; see. Well, I'll be a witness; I'll show 'em. Wait a min ute." Saying this he tooh from jar 8 white substance that he proceeded to measure off into small powders. He made six of these as well as his hands, that shook as if palsied, would permit him, and throwing the several potions together, he did up the dose in a bit of paper which he placed in his vest pocket. Then he accompanied the coroner to the house of the dead girl, where the jury sat in that solemn deliberation of stu pidity so common to coroner's inquests. After being duly sworn, he was asked to tell all he knew concerning the sickness, treatment, and death of Lucy Hooper.
 Gentlemen" he said, in response, this inquest originates in @ belief that there has been malpractice in this case, and that the patient died from the eff fects of poison administered by me, and not from the convulsions to which she was subject. In this last illness I prescribed for her but once. From the time she took the medicine I sent her she grew rapidly worse until she died. To prove to you that my intent was hon. est, and to show you how harmless was the remedy, now proceed to swallow ten times as much as I prescribed for my patient
 Before any move of remonstrance or prevention he had swallowed the drug. The deadly character of the powder was shown in his death, that followed twelve hours after.
 "It's all right, gentlemen" he said, between paroxysms of pain, tits all right; if you want further testimony, meet me at the bar of God"
 The doctors memory is cherished in the valley, where it is generally believed he did not commit suicide,7 but had a mistaken confidence in his own reme- dies, and they always wind up with : "What doctor he would have been had he kept sober"