The Express. — 1863-07-09 (London, England)

THE TRIPLE MURDER AND SUICIDE NEAR BATH. The inquests upon the bodies of the three children, Matilda, John, and Alfred Cole, who were drowned by their mother in the Kennett and Avon Canal at Bathampton, near Bath. as reported in our columns yesterday, sod also upon the body of the unhappy woman, Sarah Cole, who committed suicide at the same time, were held at the George Inn, Bathampton yesterday, before Bruges Fry, Esq., coroner for the eastern division of Somerset. Great interest was felt in the case, which is rendered even more melancholy from the fact that the sad occurrence seems to have been in some measure the result of the dissipation of the husband. The inquest-room was crowded during the proceedings. A verdict was returned that the mother, Sarah Cole, had taken away her owe life and the lives of her children, being at the time of unsound mind, memory, and understanding. A Scorer DEPUTATION IN A " you never hear of the trick be played upon the deputation from the synod of Cleishmaclaver, while on their way to the annual meeting of the General Assembly? The brethren had started by coach at en early hour, and had to travel 10610 twenty miles before they reached the inn where breakfast err prepared for them. The keen air of our northern bills sharpens the appetite; and when the brethren drove up to the inn they were almost famished with hunger. " Now, gentlemen, just ten minutes for breakfast, said the coachman, as he entered the landlady's snug little parlour to have his own. Ten minutes ! The time was short, so they must make the moot of it. They rushed into the room where breakfast was weed, end there, basking his ample person before the fire, stood a portly gentleman, dressed somewhat like a dignitary of the church of England. Their appetite was keener than their curiosity, so they scarcely looked at the stranger, but concentrated all their attention on the viands. Hall way in the air before the morsel had reached their lips, their hands were arrested by a sudden cry of "Stop!" It was the supposed dean or bishop. " Good heavens, gentlemen he exclaimed, " have you so far forgotten your sacred profess/on as to partake of food without invoking a blessing The brethren looked like schoolboy, detected in some flagrant fault ; but before they had time to remonstrate or explain, the same voice exclaimed, in a tone which enforced obedience, "Let us pray." They instinctively sprung to their feet, and assumed an attitude of deconeis devotion, while the stranger offered up a prayer which, they themselves admitted, was superior in unction and expression to those of Dr. Drawlitout himself. He had only one fault—be did not know when to stop. The minute. rolled tepidly away, but the stream of fen ent supplication flowed on without a break. They had a terrible struggle the brethren had, as they closed one eye in devotion and ogled the savoury viands with the other ; but whenever a hand approached the table, it drew back before the stern glance of the stranger, which seemed to comptebend them all. The sufferings of Tantalus ware nothing to the sufferings of the deputation from the synod of Cleishmaclaver ; but all things must come to an end. "Time is up, gentlemen," said the coachman, opining the door, and wiping his mouth with the air of a man who has enjoyed his breakfast. The appearance of the coachman and the sound of his familiar voice broke the spell ; but there was 00 time to be lost ; the horses were shaking their herds and wing the ground, in their impatience to start ; so they had to take their seats, and to turn breakfast KW dinner into one. " Was that the Bishop of D said one of the famished brethren. "That the Bishop of le—l" said the coachman, contemptuously. " Why that was Lord -, j the maddest wag in all the kingdom."—Fraser's Mage:ine for July. Tourists are this year in great numbers in Savoy. There are now at Aix 500 visitors more than there were ot this time kat year. At the bitth,, of St. Gervais great ticulty is already found iu piocuring lodgings.