The Sun. — 1864-05-11 (London, England)

THAMES,  A VERY DANGEROUS CUSTOMER.—Catherine Moore, a very turbulent and drunken woman, was brought before Mr. Paget, charged with being intoxicated, disorderly, assault, and wilful damage. Mrs. Sarah Machin; a respectable widow, said she was the landlady of the Charles Napier beer and wine house, in the Commercial-road, Limehouse. Yesterday moraine, at 11 o'clock, the prisoner came to the bar inebriated, and called for a pint of porter. She refused to serve her. on which the prisoner said "if you don't serve me I'll serve you out," and took up a tumbler, which she hurled at her head. It glanced by her face and struck the back of the shop. Her daughter then commenced removing the glasses and pots off the counter, and before she could, do so the prisoner swept away everything off the counter, including pots and glass. All the glasses were broken. Before a police-constable could be fetched the prisoner took up threw it at the daughter of witness. It missed her and a pint pot from behind the engine and went through an embossed window, the value of which was 225. Besides that the prisoner broke a tumbler and four glasses, abused her vilely, and made a great disturbance. Fanny Fox, the daughter of Mrs Maclaren, confirmed the statement of her mother. The prisoner, who had scarcely recovered from yesterday's dissipation, said §he had no recollection of what happened.  Mr Paget sentenoed the prisoner to one month'lll imprison. went and herd labour.  Shocking Tragedy at Tottenham,  p vr ee 1,1 respecting a inthedeath of Mr. Gb r y On Monday en was held a t l Teg'3a a civil engineer. The following letter, signed by hbyirmallarrd'Hhilismbys i 66 wife, was found after his death. From it will be gathered hie statement as to the cause he had for committing suicide  FeIIOW.COUn trym en,--We have drawn up the statement that you might know why we have agreed to die together, and the villany that drove us to do it. We were married on the 6th of July last; and we met for the first time only a year ago. We slept together the first three months, and nothing disturbed our happiness; but then we took the house in Bedford-terrace, and as we had only a very small income, to increase our means we let rooms. One of these lodgers was Mr. Cowen, bandmaster and secretary to the London Irish Volunteers. In February I received a valentine, intimating that my wife had an adulterous intercourse Cowen, I gave Mr. Cowen notice, and he removed to Mr. Rod's house next door, giving out as h up so near that he did it to show hid contempt for the slander in question. I noticed that after this wife's health failed, and four weeks ago I sent her down his reason so n with for Mr. putting lodgings in a highly respectable place three minutes' walk from my sister's, at Mate Cottage, Tottenham. I received a letter from my sister, saying that she had discovered a letter written in slang terms to my wife, and she said I ought to put a stop to any such clandestine correspondence. I suspected Cowen and I called at Mr Rod's, mtyo but Cowen was not in. I said to Rod I had got the letter, but Rod repudiated the imputation on Cowen, and said that he suspected some one ; that it was the same person that sent the valentine, and he would pledge his honour that Cowenot giv o w.e ns not pected, whose name he could n always spoke of my wife with respect and esteem, and as a father would of a daughter. But on Thursday I received a letter, stopped by my orders at the post•office, addressed to my wife, at Tottenham, stati hem an Cowen h esus cautioning her not to leave her letters about, as she was watched and one of them was found, The letter was signed had mentioned the affair to, knew at once that the caution " A Wellwisher," but as Mr Rod was the only one that I came from Rod's house. I had an interview with my wife, and she admitted the intrigue. She was my adored idol. I had only seen her first 12 months ago, and I could not survive the blow. I had for her an undying love. She implored pardon, and I forgave her. I took laudanum. She called my sister. and I was forced to take an emetic. "Let me say that my wife was only six months past 16 years of age when we married, and she was then pure as a babe. Now I call on you, fellow-countrymen, to root out from society the man who infamously prostituted her to his lust. He is 43 years of age, and is married, but is not living with his wife. He committed a rape on my wife's person, and then.by threats compelled her to keep the dreadful secret, and so made her subservient to him, and by threats frightened her into secresy. Her health was dragged down by the state of her mind. All you that have daughters, sisters!, or wives, punish this wretch. I cannot wish for life. We cannot live, and two young and shattered hearts we dedicate ourselves to death, [He has letters which she wrote to -him, but they were written to him because he made her do so by frightening her with the secret.) My love was so groat that I never would spars any expense for my wife. I cannot now bear that she should be made an exhibition of to punish that man. I hope you will all punish that diabolical wretch, who has crushed two young hearts in the spring of their life.  "