The Central Glamorgan Gazette, and General, Commercial, and Agricultural Advertiser. — 1871-12-22 (Bridgend, Mid Glamorgan, Wales)

STRANGE SUICIDE IN PARIS. A Paris correspondent writes as follows :—An unfortunate child of genius, Monsieur T. C. Regnault, wi 11 known as the inventor of a new method of engraving on steel, has relieved himself from the sorrows of this world by committing suicide in a wretched garret in the Place Louvois. Poor as he was it was not poverty which drove him to settdestruction, for he had long been accustomed to look misery cheerfully in the face. He had a favourite dog, which died a natural death in his arms on Saturday last. He had often said that this dog, named Cherie, was his only friend, and that he would never Burvive it. He was as good as his word. This is no newspaper fable. I have ascertained the truth of the sad story from poor Regnault's moat intimate friend (it was a misantrophic delusion which led him to say he bad no friends), and from personal recollection of him I can quite understand his courting death as he did. Regnault brought out a serial containing exquisite engravings of historical women in France. Hi made an encouraging sum of money by a portrait of Victor N. dr immediately after his assassination by Prince Pierre Bonaparte. When war was declared against Prussia last year he left Paris for England, because his principles did not allow him to shed blood, and he refused to serve in the National Guard. He paid extra for the passage of his dog, a very big one, in the railway, and arrived with scarcely a shilling in his pocket in London. There for a short time, thanks to letters of introduction with which he was furnished, he gained a precarious living by giving drawing lessons. In the autumn of last year he turned up at Tours—ilways with his dog. There I saw him. Knowing how distressed he was, I encouraged him to drop in at my lodgings at supper time, but he was so proud that it was difficult to persuade him to eat. He would, however, ask for something fir his dog. The dor, was fat, and he was lean—so lean that he might have played the apothecary in Romeo and Juliet without any making up. Speci meas of his best engravings were displayed in a shop of the High street of Tours, but at that anxious time there was no market for any such wares. His only moans of subsistence were 2 fiance a day, which be got in the office of theMonifeur for w itir g the addresses of subscribers on little strips of p per when ' the journal was folded for the post. One day in November, 1870, he found means, probably by his acquaintance with the printers in the Monigete, office, to issue a flaming prospectus about a halloo. of his invention, which he said would be the saving of the country, because it would carry into Paris over the heads of the Prussian besiegers sixtv bullocks at a time. The ratiocination by which h. sought to prove the practicability of the invention was evidently the work of a disordered brain. What became of him during the last year I do not know. But during one of the most intensely cold days of this prematurely cold winter his dog died. In the wretched lodging, which it is wonderful that he should have found means to pay the tent of for many years, he was found dead, with the corpse of his dog in his arms. Stiffly clasped between he thumb and forefinger, a phial containing arsenic was found. A paper on his table recapitulated what he had before said to friends, that he had long mad, up his mind not to survive his dog. Another paper stated that the first dose of poison he had taken was insufficient, but that he was about to swaliow another which could not fail. Fob o de se can never be the verdict upon poor philanthropic, amiable Regnault. He was beyond all doubt nos sompos.  M. Charles Yriarte has w,ltten a work on the conclusion of the war between Prance and Germany. The book is entitled "Lea Prussiens a Paris, Mistoire de Soixante Heures d'Occupation."  The Paris Salon will be opened, in the Palais de Plnduetrie, on the let of May next, under several modifications of the rules which obtained of late as to the reception and exhibition of pictures, &c.  Dr. William Rendle is prosecuting literary researches into the history of Southwark, with a view to illustrating passages in the works of poets who flourished in this country from Chaucer to Ben Jonson (1380-1620).  The issue of the cheap series of the Collected Poetical Works of Mr. Nicholas Micuell is now completed, and the sale, we are informed, has been very extensive, exceeding the expectations vf publisher and author.—Athenteum.  A