The Sun. — 1851-09-10 (London, England)

TEE SUICIDE AND ATTEMPTED 114 UR. DER AT TOTTENHAM.  The adjourned inquest on the body of Carl Criglo was held yesterday at the White Hart, Tottenham, before Mr. W. Baker. The court having been duly constituted, Miss Brand, to whom the deceased was attached, deposed as follows :—The deceased had been away before the day of the accident, the 20th of August, for about three weeks, and on the morning of his dtath I had an interview with him. He came about eleven, after an absence of three weeks. My mother saw him also. When I saw him I asked him how he had been so long, and I inquired where he had been. He seemed very much confused. He said he had lost his way in his rambles. He complained of pain in his heed, and said he thought he had a concussion of the brain. We were toge her some time, but we did not talk much, and he complained of his head being bad, and that he could not talk. He said nothing about our being married at that time. This was about eleven. He sat there until about twelve, when a letter was sent by him to the post, which was strangely written. The general purport of it was that he was about coming to the maw or top point. He said he had not been well alt the time he had been away, and he complained of pains in his head. This was about twelve o'clock, and at dinner time, between half-past twelve and one, I saw him again. He sat down to dinner, and appeared to be quite comfortable. He then talked rationally. He did not then wander from one subject to another; he was quite rational. He then smoked a cigar. He was very much addicted to smoking. He then asked me if we had received a letter from his brother, and I said we had not. He said that his brother had stated that his father was dead; but that was not the fact. I told him his father was alive, and he said he had seen him passing along the streets, and he also said that people had seen him going along. I asked him what people, and he said he did not know, but they told him so. He seemed wandering. He seemed labouring under a delusion. He sat on the sofa, and after a short time he got up and said he must go again, and he got his hat and did not stop to shake hands with any of us. We thought this very strange. During the whole of this period he did not attempt to take my life, or anything of that kind. He did not appear to have any feeling of jealousy. He then went away, and returned about eight o'clock in the evening, when the accident took place. I was sitting at the window that looks on the pond, and my mother was in the garden watering the plants. I was writing a letter, and heard some footsteps. I looked from the window, and saw him at the gate, although it was dusk at the time. I saw there was a wildness in his countenance. He was quite alone. I got up to go to the door, and he got in before I could get to the door. He was very much agitated, and I now wish I had prevented him from getting in. He said, " Miss Brand, are you alone ?" and I did not answer ; and he then repeated the question. I answered, " No, I shall fetch my mother, who is close at hand." He said, " Oh, no ; I don't wish that." He took hold of my hand then—my right hand. I tried to get away to go into the garden, as I thought he wanted to see my mother. He seemed frightened—he trembled greatly, and was very much excited. He then put his right hand in his pocket, and I then screamed out. I saw something in his hand which made me scream. He then struck me immediately with a dagger in the chest. (The dagger was here produced—it was about six inches long.) He struck me at first lightly, but the second time more violently and forcibly. It slipped off the vital part of the side, and therefore had no fatal effect. He still held me by the hand. I was fainting, and fell down. He still held my band. He tried to stab me again, but I caught the blade with my band. He tried another time, and I forced away that also. He made a third attempt, and then stabbed himself twice near the abdomen very violently. He then fell down at the lower end of the room. My mother was crying " Murder !" He was on his hands and knees, trying to get up ; he struck my mother, who received the blow on her chest. My mother is now getting better. My mother then ran out into the street. All this occurred in the kitchen which fronts the street, and looks towards the railway bridge. I believe he was unsound in his mind when he committed these acts. He was evidently labouring under temporary derangement or delusion— he could not have been sound ui his ;Wad. There