The Express. — 1866-05-22 (London, England)

ATTEMPT AT SUICIDE. —DISTRESSING CARP.  Sophia White, 27 years of age, and living at 72, Wimbourne-street, New 'North-road, was charged with cutting her throat and attempting to throw herself from a window of that house. Police-constable Ninan, 110 N said—Between 5 and G o'clock on the afternoon of Saturday last I was called to the house where the prisoner lodges, where the landlady begged me to hurry upstairs as one of her lodgers had cut her throat. At the moment I entered a room there I saw the prisoner struggling with a man, who was endeavouring to hold her down. She IMO bleeding from three wounds in the throat. I believe that the man is her husband, and as he released her on seeing me, she sprang to the window, but I caught hold of herand prevented her from getting out. This razor (I,l:kck handled and wet with blood) I picked up in the room. I sent for a medical man. The wounds were dressed. I conveyed her to the station, and subsequently she was removed to the workhouse, on her way to which she told me that her husband illused her, would do no work, and had given way to drink. The prisoner, who bad not spoken, and who appeared wretchedly disconsolate, at this point of the constables evidence burst into tears, while a fine boy of four years old left off playing and, clinging to her dress, gazed upwards to her face.  Constable—The prisoner's husband is present, your worship Mr. illison—Let him stand forward. _  A decently dressed man came slowly forward as though ashamed and fearful. He rubbed his eyes and said—l can account for this, sir. Mr. Ellison—l have no doubt of it. Well?  Husband—l—l had been drinking all the past week, sir—yes, sir, nothing else but drink, sir, and— Mr. Ellison—Well, the whole of the past week. Go on. Husband (trembling violently)—And its nothing new to me, sir—abe knew that, sir—and I dare say that—that it preyed a great deal on her—her mind, air. Mr. Ellison—l have no doubt of that either. Do you wish to say any more ? Husband—Yes, sir ; I wish to say that I don't think there is any insanity about her. Mr. Ellison—No, the insanity is rather on your part. I think that I have heard quite enough. Surely this, of it. class, is the saddest case I have had before me ; and with regard to yourself, the most shameful ; for what can be more so than that a man should stand here and have to admit his misconduct had involved this misery and sin Had death resulted from these most determined attempte of your wife, the guilt would have been yours—a guilt resulting from that most terrible and fatal • love of drink—a passion that destroys some of the beat men among as.  Husband—Let me take her home, sir, I will be respo,„ Bible for her future—  Mr. ri::Wiso out trust to the respousibility If drudkard Husband—This is the lint time I have had madam is come here, sir. Mr. Ellison—What of that! A man may drink kis sd, stance and his life away without being brought to • paw, court. (To the iiriaoass)—l must remand y'ou for •he days, but you will at least be taken care of and have goal advice u to your future—doubtless your husband use si.  —Husband—Then will you let me take her plow know I was the cause. Mr. Ellison ordered the prisoner to be removed; sobbing, she took her child's band and left the followed by her husband, who appeared, at teem he"; time, awakened to a sense of his unworthinew. oecupation did not teenspire:_