The Sun. — 1851-06-18 (London, England)

READFUL MURDER-IN INDIA/Li*: s --.`= 4 A I eve to acquaint you, with the feelings of the deepeligfi•-, .. , ':;:ie ''.. 'C' a. ill horror and regret, of the shocking murder of LicutOatTa., i and A6jutant Johnstone, of the 3d Light Cavalry. tiil4 3,1K,Fr,,' t 3 lamented officer took his usual drive with his wife e ~:.,±,.a i-eltertAth instant, after his evening duties, and sat down --"' to dinner with good spirits, the happy husband of an affectionate wife and the doting father of two li:tio children; in less than 12 hours afterwards he was a breathless corpse. His wife and one child were seated at table with him, and he had stood up to carve, when a deafening report and a cloud of sulphurous smoke burst upon them. The poor victim of an assassin's cowardly shot leapt up in amazement, thinking that a firework had accidentally been discharged into the room; but soon he staggered, turned deadly pale, and fell on his face upon the ground; a bullet had entered his back, and he lay senseless and weltering in blood. The condition of his horror-stricken wife may be imagined, but cannot be described. Never had death come more unexpectedly upon a human being. The servants, in their terror and surprise, were at first thunderstricken. No one pursued the murderer, though one of the servants actually saw the wretch as he turned and fled. He had fired at his victim when his back was turned towards him, from an open window of the room where the party sat at dinner. Lieutenant Johnstone was soon surrounded by breathless friends, and many were speedily in search for doctors, for the 3d Light Cavalry had been for many weeks without one. The doctor arrived, but the sufferer was wounded beyond human cure. The bullet had passed through his back to the su:face of the akin in the lower part of the stomach. lie lingered on, but with a mind anchored fast on the Reck of Ages. He seemed to know from the first that he had no more days to live, but he knew that his soul was struggling towards Christ, to a brighter day than ever lightened this world. Ho was perfectly collected and without fear to the last. From seven o'clock r.m. unil four A.M. the next morning he writhed in tortures, with short intervals of comparative quiet; about that time death began to gain the mastery over life. His devoted wife often knelt by and prayed with him. His voice grew more and more faint; he was well on his way to where "the weary are at rest." l Hi o signed his will without one symptom of he lay, his features everymoment assumingalarm ; a calmly ties became cold, the expression ofhis▪ features peaceful expression; he ceased to speak;his rgerme w rei w more serene, his breath came with diffic• ulty, he sobhbed ---sighed—awas dead, and his soul departed it a smile to the God who gave it. Most afflicting was his widow's grief, but she too knows where to look . for comfort. Most duteous was the attention shown to the sufferer by the subordinate European staff of the regiment, who watched by his side all the long hotirs of that sorrowful night. But the murderer is still undiscovered. The bullet extracted from the body is precisely the same as that in use for the cavalry pistol; a carbine cartridge and some wadding were found near the house of the deceased. It is to be hoped that the assassin will soon be discovered, for the blood of a murdered man crieth from the ground and will be heard. The whole station is thrown into horror and dismay at this awful event, as you may suppose. Lieutenant Johnstone is to be taken to his long last home tomorrow morning.—Jaulnah, April 25.-ll7adr4s A thenceuni, May 6.  ~,__ t.  SOCIETY for IMPROVING the