The Liverpool Standard and General Commercial Advertiser. — 1843-10-10 (Liverpool, Merseyside, England)

SUICIDE.—An inquest was held before the borough coroner, on Saturday last, to inquire into the death of Terence Duff, a shoemaker, who had been found suspende d by a black handkerchief from his bedpost on the previous day. It appeared that the deceased lodged in the house of a Mrs. Ann Campbell, in Fontenoy-street ; that inmates.he had almost n e was tay netal rysboef age e ninand a state a married a r or intoxication during the last month ; and that, at times, con 4 s 1 there was a wildness about his appearance which terrified the but he had been for some time separated from his wife on account of a feeling of jealousy upon herpart, been frequently heard to say that he was and he had his mind in consequence of the . very uneasy in separation day last he told a female, in whose * Upon Thursshop, that "he would eat n house he kept a workMaker ;" and, upon taking o his more until be met his Maker;" twelve o'clock on the following dinner to him, about d hanging from the bedpost in theay, he was found at of " Temporary insanity" wnaisrienteurrndeeszribed. A verdict  Litt  her sake  A strain.  Oh, inoi  Fraser  D the aver  ral views  L. S. D  Martin Ch  from t  the Fec  Tn the number for October, w  Is. and Brother Jonathan to  s mar  The picture of the transformed Bailey, of Todgers's Commercial Boarding-house, into the rakish sporting groom of a West End exquisite, is in Mr. Dickens's best style. He is never, by the way, so happy as when  depicting some of the thousands oi'odditie to be met  ith in London  A New Series of Catechisms, on the same System as Blair's. By the Rev. T. Wilson. London : Darton and Clark.— We have in these excellent publications a valuable addition to our nursery literature. The first, second, and third " Catechisms of Common Things" are admirably adapted to fill the mind of an observant child with a knowledge of the origin, elements, and uses of the objects which he sees around him, the explanations and descriptions being neither too detailed nor too bare. They are, in fact, justly adapted for the juvenile comprehension. We have also a Catechism of the History of England, a first Catechism of Geography, a first Catechism of Bible History, and a first, second, and third Catechism of Natural Philosophy. When the series is complete, it will afford a most valuable aid to the instructors of our youth.  Leisure Hours : a Series of Early Poems. By C. B. Greatrex, jun. 2nd Edit. London : Tilt and Bogue ; Liverpool : Grapel.—This small collection of oddities strung together appears actually to have reached a se_ cond edition. As we do not see the merits the public appears to appreciate by encoring the slender performance, we can only regret the impaired state of our visual organs. There may he beauties—we don't say there are not • but we should like to have them pointed out. We would not withhold the [need of fair praise if we could sincerely introduce the author and the public to each other •, but really we don't see how we can. Poetry is a fickle thing. The mere gift of rhyming may be mistaken for the possession of poetical ideas ; and when authors can persuade themselves that rhyme is poetry, they can furnish any quantity, like a tailor's suit of clothes, at a few hours' notice ; and so the frog, swollen with rhyming fecundities, seems rapidly in its own eyes to rival the giant ox in bulk—of volume at. least. By the kind help of the printer, this can he done nowadays ; and the author " hugs the dear deceit." For our own part, we think that prose is a much more respectable department of authorship in which to make our debut, at least, on the stage of literary transcription; and if young authors would be persuaded to " think soberly, as they ought to think," reserving their green ears, which may promise well at first, until their crude juices shall have been matured into the full fruitage of golden grains, ripened by the genial noon of reflection, and frosted even for a few nights by the nipping process of self-criticism,—then would their labour stand better in the shock of public review, and might be garnered into the treasury of the republic of letters, without the risk of moulding from greenness or dry-rotting.