The Cotton Factory Times. — 1889-11-22 (Manchester, Greater Manchester, England)

SENSATIONAL STORT.—A sensational story has been received kom Australia. Captain Jones, of the schooner Saucy Jack, which has been cruising among the South Sea Islands, states that a powerful young fellow, John O'Brien, shipped as a sailor at Sydney. He had an ungovernable temper, and in paroxysms of passion repeatedly assaulted members of the crew with the weapon first to his hand, and uttered fearful threats towards the captain and mate. At Apia the captain wished to discharge him, but the Consul would not allow this, and advised that he should be put in irons. O'Brien still had the run of the ship, until he struck one of the crew with an iron bar, and nearly killed him. O'Brien was then placed in irons, but three days afterwards, about midnight, a large body of flame burst from the forecastle, where O'Brien was confined. It was found that he had got to the kerosene lamps, spilt the oil over inflammable things that were near, and before the fire could be extinguished it had got a good hold, and burned through the deck. When it was extinguished search was made for O'Brien, but he was not aboard, and it is supposed that he wrenched himself from his manacles and jumped overboard in the confusion caused by the fire. An inquest has been held at Thrapston, Northam. tonshire, on the body of Miss Ada Moutaballs. Selby, daughter of a retired tradesman there, who committed suicide because of a disagreement with her lover. She had previously written the following to the young man :—" Flow matters stand at the present time. You against I.—First of all, you say I flirt; then, again, you say I grumble at everything you do. Also say I shall never settle down to one man when lam married. Now, I consider these complaints are untrue, and that your love for me has ceased, and that you don't wish to make me, your wife either now or at any future time, especially as you took no notice of my last three letters, written from the very bottom of my heart at the time you knew I was most unhappy. I against you.—First of all, your people object to me, and in no case whatever would they be agreeable to my family. I have put up with a lot from your mother, and after all these years she does not seem to wish to be nice to me, or things might be very different. Your sister I love, and from the first introduction she has been extremely kind to me. Again, for the last 18 months I have had no pony, and you have taken me about less than ever. I want to know why. Again, if ever I want to go to an entertainment, no matter whit' sort, you always have some business to attend to, Then, again, if I want you to come and spend the evening with any of my friends, i., is, Ada, I can. ; you know they are not my style,' not thinking how hard it is for me to hear you say so. just think how you have always disappointed me about Llandudno, and also the Windsor Show. It is not a very easy matter for me to get over there. Now, considering all these things, how can you and I expect to be happy together? Now, Harry, I love you as much as ever, but I shall be far better out of the way. It is a very sad thing to think how our engagement of nine years--nearly ten—should end like this; but it is best, for there seems ne happiness for you and I together in this world, ana I cannot live here without you. I cannot write any more. Good-bye, darling. '—A verdict of tent porary insanity was returned.  Published at 1, Warren-street, Cress-street. Man cheater, by JOHN ANDR/M, of Taunton-load, Ashton• nuder•Lyne, for the •• Cotton Factory limes ' Com pany, and printed for the said Company by J ANDREW ti CO., Ilarket Place, Ashton-under-Lyne.