The Blackpool Herald. — 1890-10-17 (Blackpool, Lancashire, England)

SAD SUICIDE AT BLACKPOOL. THE RAVAGES OF DRINK. A PATHETIC LETTER.  The sleeve question renders the glove question one of great difficulty. The perfectly tight-fitting cuffs, buttoned so closely round the wrists that the aid of a button-hook is frequently found necesary to fasten them, allow of no long gloves underneath. Two or one buttoned gloves are not popular; they have a mean way of betraying their trust, and displaying an uncovered piece of arm when the hand is outstretched in greeting a friend. Some middle course must be found, and it is most likely that for day wear the glove of the winter will be four-buttoned. Suede gloves have not lost their place in fashionable favour since men have taken to wearing them, but for the colder conditions of our climate the thicker varieties of kid are found very comfortable. Russia leather, chevrette, dogskin, and the heavier driving and riding handgear is just now more poptilitr than thin soft suede. The delicate French greys, lavender, mauve, and fioelle shade, also that called sonris, which leaped into fashion last season, are replaced by tawny browns, deep tans, and a tone called rosewood, which looks very well in Russia leather.  Bs WISE Is runt Marrying Men, and especially those about to Marry, should pauses moment and see the reflections of the Maglo Mirror. Free in envelope. Address Mr. Houma., Secretary, 4, Far square, Sheffield. Write to-day.  The inquest on the body of Tom Robinson, who poisoned himself on the 9th inst. at his residence, Wellington-terrace (as reported in our last issue), was held at the court-house, Abingdm-street, on Friday afternoon last, before Dr. Gilbertson. The deceased had for several years carried on the business of a photographer, under the name of T. L. Rochester. His domestic relations had not been of the happiest, greatly in consequence of his excessive drinking habits, and it is stated that he ill-used his wife on many occasions, and turned her out of doors. Friday's enquiry revealed a sad state of things. Annie Elizabeth Myring, sister to the deceased, deposed that her brother was 31 years of age. He had been drinking very heavily for the last two or three years, and when she last saw him—about half-past ten on the morning of his death—be was going into the Ardwick Hotel. She was of the opinion that his mind must have been affected by continuous drinking, though the only evidence of that fact she had was the way in which he treated his wife.  Joseph Arthur Hardman, a photographic artist, living at 19, Devonshire-road, Blackpool, tendered evidence to the effect that when he went to the shop of the deceased—where he had been employed all through the season—he could not make any one hear. Ile also noticed some photographs on the door step which looked as though they had been out two or three hours, being spoiled by a too long exposure to the sun and air. He at once went to his brother-in-law's, and afterwards upstairs, where they found Robinson dead on one of the beds. The deceased was much addicted to drinking, and seldom sober. In the dark room attached to the studio there was a bottle containing cyanide of potassium, which was used in ferrotyping, but they did not do such work at that place. The bottle was previously intact, but on the day in question he found that it had been opened and some of the contents gone. The deceased had several times complained of being low-spirited, but he never gave the reason. He found the following letter on the desk behind the counter in the shop:—  "Mamy is, strictly xpeoking, my murderer. If you could only know what I hare to put up waft you would pity int.—Tom." " Mamy " was his wife. Alfred Myring, fishmonger and poulterer, brother-in-law to the demised, said that he had noticed some change lately in the demeanour of Robinson, as if he was going wrong fast. He was called to the, house by Hardman, and on. proceeding upstairs he found the deceased dead, lying part on and part off the bed. With respect to the letter, he could say that it was not written in Robinson's usual handwriting, although there was not the slightest doubt wrote it.  Dr. Heslop *aid he had made a post-mortene examination of the body. The sides of the body were very livid, but otherwise it was pale. The fingers and thumbs of the hand were drawn in, and of a blue colour ; while froth was issuing from the month. The membranes of the brain were very much congested, and some kind of substance was adhering to that organ. The general condition of the brain pointed to the effects of chronic alcoholism, and if deceased had Ii red long enough he was of theopinion that be would have become insane. The lungs were very frothy, and the heart fatty, with a clot of blood in the right side, and dark red blood in the left side. The liver was very much enlarged, and weighed 711b5., this also pointing to alcoholism. He tested the contents of the stomach, and found distinct and positive traces of cyainde of potassium ; and in his opinion the deceased had been poisoned by that means.  The Coroner briefly reviewed the facts as brought before them, and said that from the evidence there could be no doubt that Robinson had died from a dose of cyanide of potassium, administered by his own hand, and for which no one was to blame. The question for them to consider was the state of his mind. He (Dr. Gilbertson) considered that the letter itself pointed in the direction of a state of temporary insanity brought on by his habits. A verdie, was brought in to the effect that deceased committed suicide while in a state of temporary insanity.  We are still wanting to know why it is that a girl with pretty dimples can't pass a man on the street without biting her under lip so as to make them Show.  RAILWAY Smtvarrrs.—Engine Drivers, Signalmen, Porters, and others, who have frequently long Intervals of work between meals, should drink CADWTH'S COCOA, a sustaining beverage, agreeable and comforting, daring long spells of work. CADBITHYII COCOA Ii INK/lately pure.  At the St. Ives horse fair, on Monday, a professional horse trainer made a wager that he would ride an unbroken colt which bucked so violently that other rough riders could not mount. The man got astride the animal, but was instantly thrown. His neck was broken by the fall, and he was taken up dead.