The Sun. — 1842-10-20 (London, England)

THE LATE JOHN BIBBY, ESQ., OF LIVERPOOL. It will be remembered that this gentleman, who was an eminent merchant, and a Director of the Royal Bank of Liverpool, was found drowned in the month of July, 1840, in a pond of water, in a secluded field, about four miles from Liverpool and about two from his own residence, which was at Bootle. As it was certain that he had been robbed, and too much reason to believe that he had afterwards been murdered, several men were apprehended on suspicion ; but, after every inquiry had been made, the County Magistrates, before whom they were exainined, discharged them for want of evidence. Within the last week, however, information has been received which shows that the unfortunate gentleman was robbed, though it is only by inference and supposition that it is believed he was afterwards murdered, by a gang of villains. The information, derived from the confession of the convicts, is to the following purport :—Three men of bad character, who have since been convicted and transported, and who appear to have known something about Mr. Bibby, having seen him, on the evening of the day preceding the morning of that on which he was found drowned, go into the Royal Bank, formed a plan to waylay and rob him as he was returning home. He left the bank, where, it . having been the July half-yearly meeting, there had been a cold collation, in a car, accompanied by another gentleman, who, living at Everton, got out on the road. The car then drove towards Mr: Bibby's residence at Bootle. A short distance from his house he got out, intending to walk home, as was his custom. The three men seem by some means to have got to the road about the same time. They seized Mr.• Bibby, jostled him, and robbed him of his money and his watch. Among the money were two guineas, which, it appears, he had kept as pocket pieces, and which, it has been ascertained, were among the money which the robbers confess to have taken from his pockets. They confess; we believe, to the robbery merely; but there is not the slightest doubt, that, after having robbed. the unfortunate gentleman, they carried him off the road into the adjoining field, and ultimately threw him into the secluded pond described already.  which its members have rendered the cause of the  people in times now past and gone. The meeting stands adjourned until this night week. It is whispered that a great free trade demonstration in Birmingham is likely to take place shortly, and that several influential members of the League are likely to attend. Birmingham certainly requires rousing, for such a feeling of apathy as now exists is frightful in the extreme, in the midst of such a ruinous and deplorable state of things.  Ilow TO CURE A SULKY WlFE.—Take her, wrap her in a linen cloth well tied at 'both ends; when she sings out you may be pretty well certain that she requires air; then take a good sized pair of kitchen bellows, and work them till the cloth is well inflated and the contents pretty well blown ; now call her " Dear," accompaning the adjective with a whistle,_ gradually dying into a whew whew; insinuate a bunch of nettles (holly will do as well), with which keep her well stirred up for 10 minutes. Should she give tongue under the operation, immediately open the covering, and add 18 lively humble bPes (apex cestuans), for the sake of their honey, which should be quite fresh. She will now speedily simmer down to a proper consistency. Leave her for three hours to come to her senses; go to your dinner ; administer three leaves of Mrs. Fry's powers of persuasion, when cool take her out. If dry, offer her a glass of Hodgson's bitter ale. —.Maryland Observer.