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THE END OF A POLISH PATRIOT.

HOW to DISPOSE of TWO MILLIONS!j

A DOMESTIC TRAGEDY IN CUMBER-LAND.

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A DOMESTIC TRAGEDY IN CUMBER- LAND. The quiet village of Onghterby, near Carlisle, has been the scene of the following sad. tragedy, the like of which it is not often our duty to record:â A farmer's son named Thomas Wills was proceeding along a road leading towards Kirkbampton, about five o'clock, when he found the dead body of Mr. Brown, a respectable young farmer, lying face upwards, the clothes covering his chest in flames, and a gun resting upon his bowels, the muzzle pointing towards his face; one end of a string was looped upon the trigger, and at the other end was a loop a few inches in length, by means of which he had discharged the gun with his foot. Wills gave an alarm, and on the arrival of some neighbours it was discovered that the unfortunate man had^hot himself in the left chest. It appeared on the inquest^ on Friday, that his young wife had died on Wednesday, three weeks after her confinemifet of their first child, and, so great was the afflicted husband's grief, that his reason was eclipsed, and him- self driven to the desperate extremity of self-destruc- tion. He resided at Oughterby with his wife's rela- tions, and on Thursday he went to his mother's at Kirk- bampton, where he got the gun from a rack in the byre. Several witnesses spoke of the exceeding warmth of his attachment to his wife and OD A day of-her death he repeated again and again thathe couM not live without her. In his pocket were found a powder-flask and some shot, as well as a small copy- book, containing the following pathetic lines, traced in trembling characters :â I hope that the Lord will forgive me. Without my Maggie I cannot be. You need (not) mourn me, because I must go. You will all look after our darling boy. The little sum that would fall to my darling wife and me will make him com- fortable some time after. My wish is that we may be laid in one grave, This is the end of eight or nine years' courtship Now the shot must pierce my heart. Oh, happy shall we be [On another leaflwere the words ;] The old dog Wattie met (me) at the Croftfoot, Kirkbampton. Put me with my love Maggie on Saturday. From a phrase or two in this melancholy epistle, it was evidently written within a short period of his sad end. The verdict of the jury was, Suicide while labouring under the effects of temporary insanity." His last wish wiH be observed he will be laid beside his "love Maggie."

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