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The Sun. — 1863-10-23 (London, England)

THAMES.  A Row IN A DOCTOR'S Suor:LHenry Colville, a tall grave-looking man, about 34 years of age, was brought before Mr. Partridge, charged with the following strange conduct :  Mr. Patrick Joseph Healey, an apothecary, of 14, Johnstreet, Poplar, said the prisoner came into his shop at 5 o'clock yesterday afternoon, drunk and in a very excited state. The prisoner said "you have poisoned me, and I'll have revenge 1" and called upon him to leave the shop and to meet him in the street, and on his refusal to do so made a ru-h at him and knocked down a medicine bottle, which was broken. He had great difficulty in preventing the prisoner striking him, and the violent exclamations and noise caused a mob to assemble in front of his house. He called in a police constable and gave the prisoner into custody. Mr. Partridge—Did he strike you 1' Mr. Haley—He did not, sir. He would have done so if I had not retreated.  Mr. Partridge—What is the amount of damage done ?  Mr. Healey—Only is. 6d. Mr. Partridge asked the prisoner if he would pay the money ? ___  The prisoner-4 will, sir. Igm very sorry indeed that I should have acted so. I was intoxicated, sir. Inspector Boare, of the K division, said the prisoner was in a most furious state all night, and raved like a maniac. The prisoner made a most desperate attempt to commit suicide, and it was necessary to have two constables in the cell all night to prevent him repeating the attempt on his life.  Mr. Partridge—Do you know anything of him ? Inspector Beare—No, air.  The prisoner—l was beside myself last night; the drink made we quite mad.  Mr. Partridge—You may go on paying is 6d for the bottle you have broken. The prisoner—So ends my catechism.  ACCIDENT ON THE NORTH EASTERN RAILWAy..—. Oa Monday, just when the Ma'ton train Was attaining full speed, after starting from Thirsk, a little girl, eight years old, daughter of Mr. Thompson, of Sackleton, fell headlong out of the train. The mother, who had also a child in her arms, was bent upon jumping out of the train also, and was only kept from doing 80 by main force. The accident was witnessed by some plate-layers, who stopped the train. The guard and eome of the passengers went back and found the girl apparently dead. There was the impression of her head quite distinct in the ballast. The girl was carried to a neighbouring cottage, where, on Tuesday night, she lay quite unconscious. It is believed the door of the carriage was not fastened.
The Sun. — 1863-10-23 (London, England)

THAMES. A ROW IN A DOCTOR'S Suor.—Henry Colville, a tall grave-looking man, about 31 years of age, was brought before Mr. Partridge, charged with the following strange conduct :  Mr. Patrick Joseph Healey, an apothecary, of 14, Johnstreet, Poplar, said the prisoner came into his shop at 5 o'clock yesterday afternoon, drunk and in a very excited state. The prisoner said " You have poisoned me, and I'll have revenge I" and called upon him to leave the shop and to meet him in the street, and on his refusal to do so made a rush at him and knocked down a medicine bottle, which was broken. He had great difficulty in preventing the prisoner striking him, and the violent exclamations and noise caused a mob to assemble in front of his house. He called in a police constable and gave the prisoner into custody. Mr. Partridge—Did he strikeyou ? Mr. Haley—He did not, sir. He would have done so if I had not retreated.  Mr. Partridge—What is the amount of damage done ? Mr. Healey—Only Is. 6d. Mr. Partridge asked the prisoner if he would pay the money ?  The prisoner—l will, sir. I era very sorry indeed that I should have acted so. I was intoxicated, sir. Inspector Boare, of the K division, said the prisoner was in a most furious state all night, mid raved like a maniac. The prisoner made a most desperate attempt to commit suicide, and it was necessary to have two constables in the cell all night to prevent him repeating the attempt on his life.  Mr. Partridge—Do you know anything of him ? Inspector Bearo—No, air. The prisoner—l was beside myself last night; the drink mado me quito mad.  Mr. Partridge—You may go on paying is 6d for the bottle you have broken.  The prisoner—So ends my catechism.
The Sun. — 1863-06-06 (London, England)

SUICIDE EY A BUTLER.—Yesterday Dr. Lankester held an inquest on the body of William Richards, aged 30, butler to Valentine Knight. Esq., a Middlesex magistrate, who hung himself in his pantry, 3, Cornwall. terrace, Regent's-park. The deceased had only been a few months in Mr. Knight's service, and on that gentleman coming home on Monday night he sent him to bed. On the following morning, on the cook coming down, a piece of paper was hanging on the pantry door, with the following words, badly spelt : "You better get a policeman to cut me down as you will find me dead inside." A. policeman was sent for. The door was locked, and the deceased was found hanging, and in one of his bands a 141 b weight. Several letters were found. In one he thanked Mr. Knight for his kindness, and enclosed £lO, part of which he wished to be given to the Christian Young Men's Society, and part to the poor at Brighton. It appears that some time ago he had committed a robbery at Brighton, and had three months' imprisonment, which circumstance had prayed on his mind. He got into the service of a lady named Bigg, and afterwards went to Mr. Knight. In one of his letters he said smoking had been his ruin, but latterly he had rot indulged in it. 'His brother said he was always eccentric, and committed the robbery to see how cleverly he could do it. He was of weak intellect. The coroner said he never recollected a person holding a heavy weight in his hand when he committed suicide. Verdict, " Temp' rary insanity."  THE ARAB CAVALRY AT PARIS,--Llst Thursday the Emperor reviewed, in the Bois de Boulogne, a detachment of Turcos, and the small troop of the Spahis or Arab cavalry lately arrived in Paris. The latter were to have performed a fantasia after the manner of their own country, but an accident which caused the overthrow of two horsemen, one a Spahi and the other s'mply a looker-on, and in which both horse and man were wnunded,created such confusion around the spot where the Emperor and Empress were standing that the review was cut short, and con • isted of little more than a simple defile. The rapidity and ease with which these Arab horsemen launch their fiery horses into full gallop, turn them suddenly round, and come to a dead stop, was tho astonishment and admiration of all who looked on. They are a fine, swarthy, but fierce-looking body of men, whom one could easy fancy swooping down on their prey in their own wild country passes, but who looked thoroughly out of place and in strange contrast to everything around them in the trim and artificial avenues of the Champs Elysees. On Sunday they seemed greatly to enjoy the scene on the race course, and between the races amused themselves and the spectators by performing several evolutions, galloping up and down in a sort of amateur fantasia ' style ; their gaudy-coloured garments, flowing cloaks, and turbaned head being a striking contrast to the tight figures and jockey caps of the real actors in that day's sport,—the Queen.
The Sun. — 1863-05-04 (London, England)

THAMES. THE MODERN TARPEIAN Rocx.—Mary Ann Mahoney, a strapping Irish woman, was brought before Mr. Woolrych, charged with attempting to commit suicide. Inspector Major, of the Thames police court, said that he was passing over the old Gravel-lane swivel bridge this morning at one o'clock, when he saw the prisoner on the roadway of the bridge, kicking, plunging, and screamand she got .away from him, and made an screaming. Several girls were holding her down. They said she had attempted to throw herself into the lock, and they had with difficulty prevented her. He took her of the bridge. She was attemptin t o to very much intoxicated. gt over the railings  Major—A great number of these women have committed Mr, Woolrych—Her threats to commit suicide were a piece of drunken bravado—nothing else. Inspector and others, who have thrown themselves into the water, have been taken out alive. Mr. Woolrych—Yes, I know it, The bridge is the modern Tarpeian rock. The prisoner is a drunken prostisuicide there, prostitute, and while labouring under excitement, Caused by strong drinks, repairs to the bridge. She is fined Cs., and in default five days' imprisonment. in High-street, Shadwell, opposite :6 beSYMPATHY FOR A DECEASED RllSDAND.—Catherine Stewart, a woman about 30. years of age, was brought before Mr. Woolrych, charged with being drunk and disorderly nezer Chapel. e was able. Police-constable No. 119 K said the prisoner was making yesterday morning description. He took a disturbance in the front. of the chapel while the congregationelf on the ground and were engaged in their devotions, i nd her language was The prisoner, in defence, said my husband was drowned ,i obu andl et eda shenads loudthrew disgusting.as yesterday morning, and I took a drop of automat to drink. screamedh°ferthinet most oc suet: thdoodsryhr Mr. Woolrych—ls that the way to show sympathy for your deceased husband to get drunk ?  Inspector Griffin—She has been here a great many times afolirvbee.ing drunk and disorderly while her husband was  intoxicated. She is fined 65., or five days' Mr. Woolrych—And the death of her husband is another `impexcuse 0 forum eb en ti n. g  BO W- ST
The Sun. — 1863-12-01 (London, England)

MARYLEBONE. LOVERS' QUARRELS.—CURIOUS CAST: OF ATTEMPTED SUICIDE.—SamueI Eastman, aged 20, a clerk, was charged before Mr. Yardley with attempting to commit suicide under the following strange circumstances Thomas Ward, foreman at Readley-wharf, Camdentowa, said—About ten o'clock last night I was passing over the towing path to my house, when I noticed the prisoner leaning on the bridge. As I passed him I wished him good night, but he made no reply, nor took any notice of me. This aroused my suspicions, and I spoke to the lock keeper about him. The lock keeper went and spoke to him, but I cannot tell what ho said. In less than five minutes after this, and whilst I was standing with the lock keeper, the prisoner went in a running pace to the side of the canal, took off his coat and scarf, and whilst he was taking his waistcoat off we both took hold of him. I asked him what he was going to do, when he said ho would carry out his intention. I advised him to go away, and took him to the main road.  Mr. Yardley—Did he say what his intention was? Witness—No. lie did not. Mr. Yardley—Ho might have meant to go bathing. (Laughter.)  Witness—He said his intention was best known to himself, so I told the lock keeper to look to him whilst I fetched police-constable Ashleford, 383 S. Mr. Yardley (to prisoner) —What have you to say now ? Prisoner (in a low desponding state)—l am exceeding sorry. Mr. Yardley—For what ?  Prisoner—For what I have done to be brought here. Mr, Yardley—And what was that ?  _ . Prisoner—l had something pressing on my mind. Mr. Yardley—And you was going to drown yourself ? Prisoner—Yes.  Mr. Yardley—What I a young man, 20 years of age, with whom something has gone wrong, going in a foolish moment to drown himself. What caused this ? Prisoner—l had had some words. Mr. Yardley—With a young woman ? Prisoner—Yes.  Mr. Yardley—You are a monstrous foolish fellow. Because you had a few words with your first love, you set about, at 10 o'clock at night, to jump over the canal bridge. A more foolish simpleton I never heard of. You are only 20 years of age—not old enough to begin these love matters yet. A lovers' quarrel, and you wish to kill yourself. Have you any friends ? Frisoner—Yes. Mr. Yardley—Have you a mamma ?  Prisoner—l have, sir. A young lady here entered the court, and, entering the witness-box, gave a fond look at tho prisoner, and burst out crying. Mr. Yardley—Come, come, there's no damage done yet; he was only going to cool himself on a cold November night. I suppose you are engaged to him ?  Young lady—l am. Mr. Yardley—Then you are the cause of his taking off his clothes last night. I don't wish you to state the cause of your quarrel, but I hope that the breach is not so wide as to be irreconcileable. Do you think you can take him for a husband after this ? Young lady—Oh, yes; I will. (Laughter.) Mr. Yardley—You are a bold woman. (Loud laughter.) Take him away with you, and if I find hirn in the canal again I will send him to e House of Correction to dry. The lovers then left together.
The Sun. — 1863-12-01 (London, England)

MARYLEBONE.  LOVERS' QUARREIS.—CURIOUS CASE OF ATTEMPTED SUICIDE.—SamueI Eastman, aged 20, a clerk, was charged before Mr. Yardley with attempting to c,,mmit suicide under the following strange circumstances :  Thomas Ward, foreman at lleadley-wharf, Camden tows, said—About ten o'clock last night I was passing over the towing path to my house, when I noticed the prisoner leaning on the bridge. As I passed him I wished him good night, but he made no reply, nor took any notice of me. This aroused my suspicions, and I spoke to the lock keeper about him. The lock keeper went and spoke to him, but I cannot tell what ho said. In less than five minutes after this, and whilst I was standing with the lock keeper, the prisoner went in a running pace to the side of the canal, took off his coat and scarf, and whilst he was taking his waistcoat off we both took hold of him. I asked him what he was going to do, when he said he would carry out his intention. I advised him to go away, and took him to the main road,  Mr. Yardley—Did he say what his intention was ?  Witness—No. He did not.  Mr. Yardley—He might have meant to go bathing. Laughter.)  Witness—He said his intention was best known to himself, so I told the lock keeper to look to him whilst I fetched police-constable Ashleford, 388 S. Mr. Yardley (to prisoner) --What have you to say now ? Prisoner (in a low desponding state)—l am exceeding sorry. Mr. Yardley—For what ? Prisoner—For what I have done to be brought here. Mr. Yardley—And what was that ? Prisoner—l had something pressing on my mind. Mr. Yardley—And you was going to drown yourself ?  Prisoner—Yes. Mr. Yardley—What! a young man, 20 years of age, with whom something has gone wrong, going in a foolish moment to drown himself. What caused this ? Prisoner--I had had some words. Mr. Yardley—With a young woman ? are Prisoner—Yes. Mr. Yardley—You are a monstrous foolish You now only. Because you had a few words with your first love, you set about, at 10 o'clook at night, to jump over the canal bridge. 2yAoe t. yearsmor A e o lovers' f foolisha g e quarrel,inmopt l oldet ne neveronudg hyou to heardbweqisih to kill yourself.a o thf.:ese love matters Have you any friends ? Prisoner—Yes. Mr. Yardley—Have you a mamma Prisoner—l have, sir. A young lady here entered the court, and, entering the witness-box, gave a fond look at the prisoner, and burst out crying. Mr. Yardley—Come, comethere's no damage done yet; , he was only going to cool himself on a cold November night. I suppose you are engaged to him ? Young lady—l am. Mr. Yardley—Then you are the cause of his taking off his clothes last night. I don't wish you to state the cause of your quarrel, but I Lope that the breach is not so wide as to be irreconcileable. Do you think you can take him for a husband after this ? Young lady—Oh, yes; I will. (Laughter.) Mr. Yardley—You are a bold woman. (Loud laughter.) Take him away with you, and if I find him in the canal again I will send him to the House of Correction to dry. The lovers then left together.
The Sun. — 1863-12-01 (London, England)

BONE. LOVERS' QUARRELS.—CURIOUS CASE OF ATTEMPTED SUICIDE.—SamueI Eastman, aged 20, a clerk, was charged before Mr. Yardley with attempting to c„,mrnit suicide under ttal last night tt ohe wT Nfho,ol slmoa wiadsi—n fAvsabtror Ward, nt gtf tea arCircumstancesai ity Headley-wharf, pf ,a s Cs anma. do evne r the towing path to my house, when I noticed the prisoner leaning on the bridge. As I passsd him I wished him good night, but he made no reply, nor took any notice of me. This aroused my suspicions, and I spoke to the lock keeper about him. The lock keeper went and spoke to him, but I cannot tell what he said. In less than five minutes after this, and whilst 1 was standing with the lock keeper, the prisoner went in a running pace to the side of the canal, took off his coat and scarf, and whilst he was taking his waistcoat off we both took hold of him. I asked him what he was going to do, when he said he would carry out his intention. I advised him to go away, and took him to the main road. Mr. Yardley—Did he say what his intention was ? Witness—No. He did not. Mr. Yardley—He might have meant to go bathing. (Laughter.) Witness—He said his intention was best known to himself, so I told the lock keeper to look to him whilst I fetched police-constable Ashloford, 388 S. Mr. Yardley (to prisoner )—What have you to say now ? 'Prisoner (in a low desponding state)—l am exceeding sorry. Mr. Yardley—For what ? Prisoner—For what I have done to be brought here. Mr. Yardley—And what was that ? Prisoner—I had something pressing on my mind. Mr. Yardley—And you was going to drown yourself ? Prisoner—Yes. Mr. Yardley—What! a Young man, 20 years of age, with whom something has gone wrong, going in a foolish moment to drown himself. What caused this ? Prisoner—l had had some words. Mr. Yardley—with a young woman ? Prisoner—Yes. Mr. Yardley—You are a monstrous foolish fellow. Because you had a few words with your first love, you set about, at 10 o'clock at night, to jump over the canal bridge. A more foolish simpleton I never heard of. You are only 20 years of age—not old enough to begin these love matters yet. A lovers' quarrel, and you wish to kill yourself, Have you any friends ? Prisoner—Yes. Mr. Yardley—Have you a mamma ? Prisoner—l have, sir. A young lady here entered the court, and, entering the witness-box, gave a fond look at the prisoner, and burst out crying. Mr. Yardley—Come, cow% there's no damage done yet; he was only going to cool himself on a cold November night. 1 suppose you are engaged to him ? Young lady—l am. Mr. Yardley—Then you are the cause of his taking off his clothes last night. I don't wish you to state the cause of your quarrel, but I hope that the breach is not so wide as to be irreconcileable. Do you think you can take him for a husband after this ? Young lady—Oh, yes; I will. (Laughter.) Mr. Yardley—You are a bold woman. (Loud laughter.) Take him away with you, and if I find him in the canal again I will send him to the House of Correction to dry. The lovers then left together.
The Sun. — 1863-09-23 (London, England)

SATURDAY 11,DVIEWER.  their holidays, they take a great to conceal their bliss from vulgar Theyu suppress all the outwardlf the English do enjoy marks by which their inward transports might be betrayed, and in fact they generally assume the demeanour which is supposed to imply a very oppotrob ca:e refuny opposite state of mind. If their appearance of vexation i t and ennui is really feigned,Mast be admitted 1 that the counterfeit is remarkably well done. In fact, they have entirely taken foreigners in. Tte well known habits and aspect of an English family travelling abroad for their pleasure have generated those fables touchiug the number of suicides perpetrated off London-bridge, by Which foreigners are wont to express their profound commiseration for our national low spirits. It is a great calumny. If they knew an Englishman at his club—as be lolls in an easy chair, skimming over a novel, or dipping at random into the newest piece of sensationalor chatting theology, unconstrainedly with a rriend—they would see no traces of depression, no scowl of annoyance upon his face. If they could see the Englishwoman as she wanders through a West-end modiste,, show-roome, feasting her 'Yes upon the glorious things that lie before her, and putting off the moment of purchasing in order to taste to the full the exquisite perplexity of choice, they would not say she was enjoying herself moult tristement. But when English people go out in a formal manner to take their pleasure for a Couple of months, they are changed beings. Every variety and gradation of Painful emotion may be illustrated by a trainful of English pleasure-seekers—from the indignation of the father of the.family, who is certain that he has been cheated because he cannot find his way through the mazes of a foreign coinage, to the plaintive languor of his youngest daughter, who is wondering how long it will be before the journey is over. The salient characteristic of the Englishman on his travels is that he appears to have the luggage perpetually on his mind. He wanders through beautiful scenery, or conscientiously performs the prescribed round of lionising, with a mind Preoccupied, and at every interval his thoughts turn back moodily to his carpet-bag. Or, if some happy precaution has set his mind at ease concerning Ito fate, he still cannot banish care. He has got a certain amount to do in the day, and he is quite certain that his party will not succeed in geting through it. lie seems to move under an abiding consciousness that he will be too late for something. --____
The Sun. — 1863-09-23 (London, England)

GORTSCHAKOFF.,, to theY oAuuwstirllianPle;iisnitsot rereafdoranFdorgeii v gen"aAcffo airs.— .  ;fish Folks going a-Pleasuring,  SATURDAY SKETCHZD By. A REVIEWER, As SARCASTICALLY  which their inward transports might be bet If the English do enjoy their holidays, they take a great deal of trouble to conceal their bliss from vulgar eyes. They carefully suppress all the outward in fact they generally assume the demeanour which is T '`scuPP°sed to imply a very oppomraayrekds, by and opposite state of mind- their appearance of vexation and ennui is really feigned, it must be admitted that the counterfeit is remarkably well done. In fact, they have entirely taken foreigners in. The well known habits and aspect of an English family travelling abroad for their pleasure have generated those fables touching the number of suicides perpetrated off London-bridge, by which foreigners are wont to express their profound commiseration for our national low sPirita. It is a great calumny. If they knew an Englishman at his club—as he lolls in an easy chair, skimming over a novel, or dipping at random into the newest piece of sensational theology, or chatting unconstrainedly with a friend—they would see no traces of depression, no scowl of annoyance upon his face. If they could see the Englishwoman as she wanders through a Weat-end 2nodiste's show-rooms, feasting her eyes upon the glorious things that lie before her, and putting off the moment of purchasing in order to taste to the full the exquisite perplexity of choice, they would not say she was enjoying herself moult tristernent. But when English people go out in a formal manner to take their pleasure for a couple of months, they are changed beings, Every variety and gradation of painful emotion may be illustrated by a trainful of English Pleasure-seekers—from the indignation of the father of the familv, who is certain that he has been cheated because he cannot find his way through the mazes of a foreign coinage, to the plaintive languor of his youngest daughter, who is g wonderin how long it will be before the journey is over. The salient characteristic of the Englishman on his travels is that he appears to have the luggage perpetually on his mind. He wanders through beautiful scenery, or conscientiously performs the prescribed round of lionising, with a mind preoccupied, and at every interval his thoughts turn back moodily to his carpet-bag. Or, if some happy precaution has set his mind at ease concerning its fate, he still cannot banish care. He has got a certain amount to do in the day, and he is quite certain that his party will not succeed in geting through it. He seems to move under an abiding consciousness that he will be too late for something.