The Weymouth, Portland and Dorchester Telegram. — 1862-03-20 (Weymouth, Dorset, England)

EXTRAORDINARY AND DISTRMSING SUICIDE THROUGH DISAPPOINTED LOVE.  On Thursday an inquest was held at the Ship ion, Trowbridge, before 0. Sylvester. Esq., coroner, on the bode of a very fine young woman name I Mary Moore, aged 19, who died on the previous iLty from the effects of poison. It appeared from the evidence that the deceased was devotedly attached to a yowl man named Pities, with whom she had kept company some time, but lie being very jealous, badisent her a note previous to her death, in which he stated that he intruded, from some ground. lees supposition he had formed of her conduct, to leave home and wander asap outcast, and beg his bread. fie concluded the epistle with some foul and fable aspersions on her character. This, it is supposed, so affected lir mind that she determined to put an end to her exhdence. On Saturday evening she went to four or five different chemists' shops in Trowhridge, when hhe ',archaised (min one to two pennysworth of laudanum, and, as all the chemists identified the wine bottle, iiiinference is clear that she drank each quantity as she purchased it. The total quantity she purchased was dr iehms 27 grains. At Are o'clock she took tea at her sista's house, between which time and nine o'clock the fatal deed was committed. Slw returned to her sister's at nine, was taken ill, they put her to Led, sent for a medical.man, but she died early on Sunday morning.  Mr. o. m. Sylvester, surgeon, said he could not ascertain what the deceased was labouring under whin he first saw her, but finding seine letters which he had written to her sweetheart, in which she had stated she should be no more that evening, be suspected the pmence of poison, and treated her accordingly. All efforts, however, were fruitless. AU the witnesses who saw the deceased just before she sits taken ill, concurred in saying that she seemed perfectly sane, and there was nothing' in her appearance to excite suspicion. The folios tog is an extract (rome letter she wrote to her sweetheart just before she took the poison : Ttowbridge, March 8, 1882.  My Dear William— By the time you read this, I shall, in all probability. ho cold in death. Do not, I beseech you, cherish ill-will and hatred towards me, ..yen in toy grave. I lore you more than Ido Buy life. If I live it meat be without you. hut what comfort have lof my life. It is very wrong sod wicked, I know tu wisli to rush headlong into the presence of my Maker. But what can I do? My very soul recoils at the prospect of death. "My hopes and fears start up alarmed, and o'er Ltfo's narrow verge, look down—on what? A fathomless abyss—a dread eternity, Now surely mine." Yet, William, timid I hut be assured of forgiveness, I should die compar.stively happy. I could brave everything for your sake, love. " With thee I hoped to pass the pleasing day, Till in thine arum an age of joy were past ; Then, old. with lure, imensibly decay, Awl entity biecrin gently hi, tithe my last." I hays fur ever forfeited your love, I know, by my conduct towel ds you. lam nut, nor have I ever been, as Isel aa you think I have. . . . You have been , kind and good to me, nitre than many would have been. May the Lord in ward you for it. . . . You did once love use. 0, William, it is my dying request, do not spurn it, turn to the Lord whik yet there is time. You have not long to live, maks the most of the time you hare ; stay at home for my sake, and be as happy as you GM there. Do nut reproach yourself for my death. deserve it; but do think as kindly as you can of me. . . . Once more let me intreat you to forgive In.. Good bye, my dearest William; tongue cannot tell how much I love you. May you be happy and forget me. If it is poesible. . . . I will appear to you after death, Anil townie you of cry never dying love [The following is written in deceased's blood.) Good bye, my dearest, fur ever. Your,, in death,