The Telegram. — 1901-06-11 (Weymouth, Dorset, England)

HUSBAND'S SAD STORY.  It was a sad story that Mr. P. H. Senior, • South London man, had to tell in the Divorce Court on Friday.—He sued is forme pouporis. but at the commencement of his married life lie was • wealthy man. After the brat child was born the wife took to drunken lie.bits, and the petitioner spent thousands of pounds in sending her to homes for inebriates. The petitioner lost post after post through his wife coming to his office drunk and making a disturbance. "She has broken up ten homes," he said, in a husky voice—• degree sin was given.  DR. BOND'S TRAGIC BEATY'.  Coroner Troutbeck held an inquiry at West. minster, on Saturday, into the circumstances surrounding the death of Dr. Thomas Bond, F.R.C.S., who jumped from the third.storey of his house, 7, Broad Sanctuary, on Thursday morning. Dr. Bowl was one of the most distinguished surgeons of the day, and held in. numerable official posts. As a medical man he was associated with many sensational trials, and he frequently gave evidence as to the result of post-mortem examinations in the very court where the inquest on his own body was held. Dr. John Norton identified the body, and said he had long been professionally associated wi'h Dr. Bond. For years the deceased as been in bad health, and suffered fearful pall; he took a good deal of morphia.—What ellect.would that have upon him? asked the coroner.—lt made him very emotional. Ile had taken morphia since last August, but a nurse he had made In cease taking it recently. I have heard him Pry: "I am sure I shall jump out of window or blow my brains out." Normally, Dr. Bond was • courageous man. Nurse Kate Trunchion, of the Westminster Nursing Institution, said she was the night nurse. At 11 o'clock on Wednesday night Dr. Bond was in great pain and took a grain of morphia. He appeared to sleep, but at 4 o'clock he was very restless and had some milk. "At 6 o'clock," said the nurse, "I asked him if he would like some tea. He said: ' Yes,' and I mute some, which he drank. Almost immediately he was sick. I talked to him, and he answered guile sensibly, and appeared to take an interest in what was said. He was sick age*, and then lay quite quietly. I wiped his face and he said he felt better. He turned OVCc apparently to go to sleep, and closed his eyes. He seemed to go sound asleep, and I sat reading for ten minutes. Then I went out of the room for a minute in order to empty a basin in the lavatory. When Iliad finished I heard the blind rustle in the doctor's room, and I rushed- in to see what lie was doing. I was just in time to see in disappear through the window. In front of the window was a larks, heavy, rnarble.topo.d dressing.table, which he had moved just sufficient to allow him to get t. the window." Dr. Hodge, house surgeon at Westminster Hospital, sac' that although Dr. Bond had sustamed a terrible fracture, the brain was not lacerated. The deceased was suffering from a painful internal malady. Mr. Troutbeck, in speaking to the jury, said it was a great personal grief to him to bold au inquest on the body of one of his closest friend.. He had known Dr. Bond for over thirty year.. He was always a strong. healthy, courageous man, and one of the most popular residents in Westminster. It was sad to think that he should some to such an end. His illness had led to his taking morphia, which had no doubt lessened his strength of will. The jury returned a verdict of suicide whilst tempossriir insane.