Friday 28 August 2015

The strength of the current

Manchester Gazette. - A coach driver, late on the twenty-sixth of last month, (near the hour of twelve) drove his vehicle into our river, near the Old Bridge, for the purpose of washing; when the current being strong, the horses were soon driven into the centre of the stream, forced under one of the arches, and, in that state, (too shocking almost to conceive) they swam, with the man on the box, through Blackfriers-bridge, fighting and struggling for their lives, till one in the morning.

The poor fellow, in his endeavours, had entangled his legs in the reins; but from them he extricated himself with a knife; when, fortunately coming nearly in contact with a dyer's flat, he, by an astonishing effort, jumped from the box upon the same, where he lay several minutes in a state of insensibility. The horses, after swimming about the river some time, followed their master to the flat, and attempted to raise their fore-feet upon it: the poor man, with the little strength he had left, held up the head of one of the creatures, till, with a convulsive groan, it expired in his arms.

From the active assistance of several persons, attracted by the cries of the coachman, they had so far succeeded in rescuing the other horse as to extricate him from the reins, and had got him nearly half up Mrs. Duxbury's steps, when, owing to the tempestuousness of the night, he slipped from their holds, and again plunged into the river; after which nothing more was seen of him.

Happy would it have been had the calamity ended here: curiosity (early on the morning following) called crowds of people together to see the bodies of the horses floating; among others, a group of nine or ten women and children very incautiously got together on a dyer's stage, hanging over the river near the New Bridge; when, shocking to relate, the bottom of the stage gave way, and they were all in an instant precipitated into the river.

Three were recovered before life was gone; the strength of the current rendered every endeavour to save the others ineffectual, and they were all swept away. On how slender a thread does human life hang! The insecurity of these stanges, from the number of years they have been erected, renders it a matter of astonishment that even an individual will trust his person thereon.

The following are the names of the unfortunate sufferers: Miss Martha Rhodes, Miss Anna Reed, Miss Jane Holiday; Ellen Neild, Sarah Petty, (Mrs. Duxbury's servants) and Richard Boardman. A woman and her child are also said to have perished.

A boy, who was saved, was fetched out by a dyer's dog. The sagacious animal returned for a woman, but, it was too late.

By the changing of the tide

A melancholy circumstance took place on Tuesday afternoon, near Dover: as some artillerymen were firing the great guns in Archcliffs fort, one of the shot unfortunately struck .his majesty's sloop Osprey, and killed two men on the spot, and shattered another poor man's arm so badly, that he died yesterday.

His royal highness the prince of Wales, hearing of the above, was much affected, and immediately ordered the greatest possible care to be taken of the wounded man, and of the families of the deceased. It appears the gun had been pointed some hours before it was fired, and, by the changing of the tide, the Osprey was in its direction.

Not supposing it to be loaded

An unfortunate accident happened on-board the Endymion, two or three days before she came into Portsmouth. Some pistols lying on the gun-room table, Mr.Thompson, a marine officer, took up one of them, not supposing it to be loaded, and presented it at Mr. Hogg, a surgeon, saying, "I'll shoot you;" when it unfortunately went off.

The ball entered at one ear, and came out al the opposite side, carrying away part of tbe tongue. Mr. Hogg was sent immediately to Haslar-hospital, where hopes are entertained of his recovery.

The horse was drowned

On Thursday evening a gentleman in a single-horse chaise, accompanied by a lady and child, drove into what he conceived a shallow part of the Serpentine River, Hyde-park, in order to wash the wheels of his carriage; but going to the brink of the declivity, which is said to be near fifteen feet deep, the chaise was overturned; and the whole party were precipitated into the water. We are happy, however, to add that by the exertions, of several persons, who fortunately happened to be on the spot, the lady, gentleman, and child were saved; but the horse was drowned it being impossible to extricate it from the carriage.

Monday 24 August 2015

Absorbed in her reflections

Bath. A melancholy accident happened here a few days since.

An elderly gentlewoman, returning from lady Huntingdon's chapel, being, as it is supposed, absorbed in her reflections, walked over the precipice, which is at some distance in front of that building, and fell into a mudrpool below. Being discovered by some chairmen, she was taken first to a surgeon's, and afterwards, her person being unknown, to the Casualty-hospital.

The cranium was so violently injured, that she died next morning.

It was, after some time, discovered, that this unfortunate sufferer was no other than Miss Mackworth, sister of the late sir Herbert Mackworth, bart.

Employed to kill a pig

The following distressing circumstance occurred at Bilston, in Staffordshire: a butcher had been employed to kill a pig, at a house at that place; and, after having hung it up, he imprudently left his knife behind him, when a boy, about four years old, who had seen the pig .killed, took the knife, and (shocking to relate) stabbed an infant, under the ear, as it lay asleep in a cradle; alarmed at the blood which flowed from the wound, he immediately ran into the yard, to his mother, who was drawing water at a well; the sight of the bloody knife, and the boy's cries, so terrified the poor woman, that the windlass slipped from her hands, and struck the boy with such force on the head, that it killed him on the spot! The distress of the mother, after losing two children in this dreadful and sudden manner, may be better conceived than described.

The vapour not being evaporated

A very melancholy and distressing calamity occurred at Mr. Meux's brewhouse, in Liquorpond-street.

A porter vat having been emptied on Thursday, and kept open above the usual time of six-and-thirty hours before it was cleansed, one of the men was let down across a stick fastened to ropes, to perform that service; he unfortunately, letting go his hold, fell to the bottom, and the vapour not being evaporated, caused instant suffocation; his companion, seeing his situation, and having procured a joint ladder, went down into the vessel, where, on reaching the bottom, he fell lifeless.

Mr. Squires, acting clerk, imagining he could bring the unfortunate persons up, persisted also in going down, though intreated to desist, and accordingly being supplied with ropes, he put one round the neck and waist of one of the men; but being desired by the persons above to shift it under his arms, while performing this humane office the effluvia overpowered him, and he dropped down dead.

The bodies of all three, after some time, were drawn up by hooks.

His Royal Highness the Duke of York, who happened to be at Mr. Leader's, coach-maker, at the time of the accident, went immediately to the brewhouse, and ordered every medical assistance to be procured. Several gentlemen of the faculty attended, and used the means of resuscitation for near three hours, but without effect.

The coroner's jury sat at eight o'clock in the evening, and brought in their verdict Accidental Death.

Mr. Squires was only twenty-five years of age. They were all of them married, and one has left four children.

Onconventional relations

The following curious article is extracted from one of the Paris papers:-

Citizen Finot, President of the Provisional Administration of the department of the Youne, formerly a hussar at Avrolles, and afterwards a member of the National Convention, has found the means of multiplying, by a single alliance (not indeed a very common one) his kindred and family connexions.

He married, as his first wife, the female Citizen Bribot, widow of Rose, by whom she had a daughter, now living, named Mary Ann Rose. The President Finot had, by this widow, another daughter, who is also now living. His wife died, and, on the 14th of January last, he married his daughter-in-law, Mary Ann Rose.

The consequence of this marriage is, that the president becomes the son-in-law of his first wife, the father-in-law of his second wife, and brother-in-law of his own daughter. Madame Finot becomes the mother-in-law of her sister.

If Madame Finot contributes any little Finots to the Republic, Monsieur Finot will be both their father and grandfather; and the first Miss Finot will be their aunt and sister.

Saturday 22 August 2015

Strangled by a sheep

This day, a man, who had the appearance of a labourer, was found strangled in a field near Camberwell, Surrey. It appeared that he had stolen a sheep, the hind legs of which he had tied together, and put them over his forehead in order to carry it away; but it is thought, that in getting over the gate the sheep struggled, and by a sudden spring flipped his feet down to his throat, for in that posture they were found, the animal hanging on one side of the gate, and the dead man on the other.

Tuesday 18 August 2015

Preparing fireworks

Letters from Vienna state the unfortunate death of the archduke Leopold, palatine of Hungary, and brother to the emperor, on Friday the 10th instant. On that day, the emperor and his brother amused themselves at the Imperial palace at Luxembourg, near Vienna, with preparing fireworks, assisted by a page and an Hungarian chasseur.

The emperor had been some time superintending this business, when finding the room warm, he walked out for the benefit of the air. The archduke wished to try the effect of a rocket at one of the windows, but it rebounded back again, and set fire to the powder and other fireworks, which were there. Every one ran to lend all possible assistance as soon as the explosion was heard, but all efforts were in vain. The archduke expired, after suffering fifteen hours, of excruciating pain.

Monday 17 August 2015

A very desperate attempt

This morning, between one and two o'clock, a very desperate attempt was made to rescue Isdwell Isdwell, a Jew, who stood charged, with some others, with being concerned in a late forgery of stamps, and who, in a scuffle, lost his life in the following manner:

Isdwell, who was confined in New Prison, Clerkenwell, persuaded two of the turnkeys, that an aunt of his, who was very rich, then lay at the point of death, and that he had been informed, that, could she see him before she died, she would give him a thousand pounds; and therefore, if they would let him out and accompany him to the place, he would give them fifty guineas each for their trouble; and that the matter might be effected without the knowledge of the keeper of the prison, or any other person, they having the keys of it at night, and the time required being very short.

To this proposal the turnkeys agreed; and accordingly, about one o'clock in the morning, the gates were opened, and Isdwell, with his irons on, was conducted in a hackney coach by one of them, armed with a blunderbuss, to the place directed, which was in Artillery-lane, Bishopsgate-street, where they gained immediate admittance on ringing a bell; and, on enquiring for the sick lady, were ushered up one pair of stairs.

Isdwell, went into the room first, on which several fellows rushed forth and attempted to keep the turnkey out; but not succeeding in that respect, they put the candles out, wrested the blunderbuss out of his hands, and discharged it at him. At this instant, it was supposed, Isdwell was endeavouring to make his escape out of the door, as he received the principal part of the contents of the blunderbuss in his back, and fell dead; the turnkey also fell, one of the slugs having grazed the upper part of his head; and the villains, by some means finding their mistake, though in the dark, beat him, in so shocking a manner with the butt end of the blunderbuss, while he lay on the ground, as to break it to pieces, fracture his skull in two places, and bruise him dreadfully about the body.

The noise which the affair occasioned, brought a number of watchmen and patroles to the house, who secured ten persons therein, mostly Jews. There is every reason to suppose that they would have completely murdered the turnkey, had not timely assistance been afforded.

Attempting to blow up flies

Brighthelmstone. A dreadful accident happened yesterday at Hove, in consequence of the inadvertency of a boy who was attempting to blow up flies with gunpowder, at a public-house. He had formed a train for this purpose, across the side of the room, at the end of which stood a closet containing a great quantity of powder. A spark of the former unfortunately got among the latter, and such were the dreadful consequences of the explosion, that the boy had one of his eyes blown out, and his face most shockingly mangled. Two soldiers have likewise suffered so much by the same that their lives are despaired of.

There were several more in the apartment who escaped unhurt. That part of the room, however, where the gunpowder stood, was intirely knocked down by the violence of the shock, and the house considerably damaged.

The arrest of a dead body

As the corpse of a gentleman was proceeding to the burial-ground, it was arrested by a sheriff's officer and his followers, under the usual warrant on a writ of capias ad satisfaciendum. The friends, who followed, immediately left their coaches, and told the officer, if he chose, he was welcome to take the body, but he should not have coffin, shroud, or any one particle in which the body was enveloped, as those things were the property of the executors; and farther insisted, that, as the deceased had, by his will, bequeathed his body to them, no execution would hold good against the corpse.

The bailiff, after attending to many literary and persuasive arguments, and having discussed the matter as fully as the time and place would admit of, was very properly convinced that the spirit of the law meant a living and not a dead body, and accordingly marched off without insisting farther on the legality of his capture.

This, it is presumed, is the first and only instance of the kind that has happened since the arrest of the dead body of a sheriff of London, not many years since.

Walking too near the edge

A young woman charged with the care of a child four years old, belonging to Mr. Pearson, merchant, at Whitby, walking too near the edge of the precipice, over the new half-moon battery at that place, the ground gave way, and she fell with the child in her arms from the height of near 100 feet perpendicular. The young woman was dashed to pieces, and her remains were conveyed from the spot a shocking spectacle; the child had its right arm broken; but providentially received little hurt besides, and is now in a way of recovery.

Wednesday 12 August 2015

A most inhuman murder

Christian Jefferies and Wm. Harrison, the latter twelve years of age, were committed to Warwick gaol charged with a most inhuman murder, committed on the body of Wm. Sellard, a boy of only ten years old. The coroner's inquest sat four days for the full investigation of this crime, the cruelties of which are thus related: that these boys having the care of a boat on the Oxford canal left to their charge, they had exercised numberless and excessive cruelties upon the deceased; that after unmercifully beating and otherwise ill treating him, he was lashed to the rudder and then thrown into the canal, and dragged along to a considerable distance; and stripping off his shirt at another time, they had thrown it upon the top of a thorn, and forced him in that state to climb up after it, and that from divers abuses too shocking to relate, the wounds having at length mortified, they dragged him out of the boat to a bank contiguous, where he died.

So finished a short, foolish, and dissipated life

The right honourable lord Barrymore, conducting a number of French prisoners from Rye to Dover, by the Berkshire militia, under his command, the whole party halted at the turnpike at the top of Folkstone hill; after taking some refreshment, on regaining his seat in his vehicle, a fusee, which he carried with him, went off, and shot him through the head.

He died in a few minutes, and so finished a short, foolish, and dissipated life, which had passed very discreditably to his rank as a peer, and still more so as a member of society. He was born August 14 1769.

1793 global warming

The climate of England, in the opinion of many, has, of late years, undergone a considerable change.

Formerly we used to have smart frosts in winter; and hot, and sometimes dry summers. For some years back both winters and summers have generally been wet, with so little ice, that luxury, by its agents, has been obliged to procure it from foreign parts.

In the course of last year, those who kept a register of the weather tell us, there were but one hundred and three dry days. For the little that is passed of the present year, we have scarcely had six dry days.

He was his own assassinator

Barnet. The house of Mr. Adam, the architect, in this neighbourhood, in the absence of the family, was attacked in the early part of last week by a banditti, for the evident purpose of committing depredations. The husbandry bailiff was alarmed, and discovered them; on which he fired amongst them, and killed one of the gang.

A few evenings afterwards, a party of thirteen ruffians returned to their charge. The bailiff was again alarmed, fired amongst them, and killed two.

A few days after four persons, genteelly dressed, called on horseback at Mr. Adam's house, and addressed the bailiff, who was by their conversation drawn to some distance from the house, by answering questions, and making remarks on the grounds. The party then having by their manner unguarded all suspicion, they took an opportunity of shooting him, and left him for dead on the spot at two o'clock in the afternoon.

He survived, however, some days, and it was discovered, before his death, that the story was fabricated, and that he was his own assassinator.

Sprung into the man's throat

We hear from Leeds, that about midnight two fishermen belonging to Hull being employed near the Spurn, one of them (Samuel Sallies) having both his hands employed in drawing the net, caught the head of a soal, which endeavoured to escape through a mesh in the net, between his teeth (a practice very common amongst fishermen). The soal, making an effort, sprung into the man's throat, who being thereby rendered incapable of calling out to his companion; went towards him, and made him sensible, by signs, of his melancholy situation.

His comrade instantly laid hold of the fish's tail, but not being able to extract the body, the man was suffocated very soon after he reached the boat. The soal (the dimensions of which were eight inches and a half in length, by three and a quarter in breadth) was found with the head near the upper orifice of the stomach, the teeth being fastened into the substance of the oesophagus, and its tail inverted.

One struck the other with a fork

A melancholy accident happened in the park of N. Scottone, Esq. of Chesham, Bucks. As two boys, about twelve years of age, were left to fodder the deer in the absence of the keeper, some words arose, when one struck the other with a fork, and made a push at him, and ran the tine five inches into his ear. The boy languished about ten days, and then died, in the greatest agonies, to the great grief of two kind friends, who had adopted him as their son.

A jury was called, who sat about seven hours on the body, and brought in a verdict, wilful murder. Upon which the boy was committed to Aylesbury gaol, to take his trial next March assizes.

Happily, only six lives were lost

The following melancholy accident occurred in the house of Mrs. Clitherow, fire-work-maker; near Halfmoon-alley, Bishopsgate-street: Mrs. Clitherow, with two journeymen, her son, and eldest daughter, being at work in her shop, to complete some orders against Friday, about half past one o'clock in the morning some tea was proposed as a refreshment; while this was drinking, some of the materials upon which they had been at work, by unknown means, took fire, when Mrs. Clitherow's eldest daughter ran up stairs to alarm her three sisters, who were in bed. Her sisters pressing her as to the safety of her mother, she came down again, but not till the flames had got to such an height, that, every attempt to get out of the front door proving abortive, she, with one of the men, got into the yard.

She there first perceived that her clothes were on fire, which the man had scarcely extinguished, by assisting her to get into the water-tub, before a beam fell, with the explosion of the roof, and broke his arm. At the same time, both the roof and the gable end of the next house, Mr. Gibbs's, was forced into the street, by which a person, who lodged in the garret, was thrown out of his bed upon the ground at several yards distance; this man's thighs were broke, and he is otherwise much hurt.

It was not till some time after the principal explosion, that the two unhappy people in Mrs. Clitherow's yard were found by the populace almost entombed in the smoking ruins: the young woman was conveyed to St. Bartholomew's hospital, and the two men to St. Thomas's - two of whom are since dead.

It is supposed that her mother and the other journeyman fell a sacrifice to an attempt to extinguish the flames in the shop below, as the principal part of the powder, which was deposited in the garret, was a considerable time before it took fire.

Happily, only six lives were lost, viz. Mrs. Clitherow, one journeyman, her son, and three daughters; nor were any other persons hurt than those above-mentioned.

Mrs. Clitherow's house is entirely consumed, but the two adjacent are only considerably damaged, as were the windows and tiling of almost all the houses as far off the spot as Broad-street Buildings.

It is remarkable, that the late husband of Mrs. Clitherow had a similar accident on the same spot about thirty years since, when several lives were lost

A most unhappy affair

A most unhappy affair has lately occurred on board the Fitzwilliam East-Indiaman, just arrived: Mr. Dawson and his niece were passengers in the ship from Bengal, having part of the captain's cabin, or round-house, assigned to themselves for accommodation, and lived at the captain's table; the gentleman was a widower, and appeared to be about 45 years of age, and his niece about 30; the former had been in the profession of the law, and was reputed to have some fortune, as had the lady, and both were from Yorkshire.

On Wednesday morning, the 28th ult., it was currently reported in the ship, that Mr. D. (a cuddy passenger) had, by looking through the keyhole of the door of their apartment on Tuesday afternoon, discovered them in an improper situation; that he had called another person to be witness of the same; that they alarmed the parties by knocking at the door, and retired.

The affair being universally made known, a reserve took place at table during dinner between the gentlemen and the parties, and an explanation was so far gone into as to convince the latter that their guilt was public. They accordingly soon retired from table, and remained that day and Thursday in their apartment.


On Friday morning, the 30th, upon a servant's knocking at the door, and not being able to obtain admittance or attention, a suspicion arose, and the gunner was desired to go over the ship's quarter, and look into their apartment, on which he discovered that they had destroyed themselves. The gentleman was found sitting in the quarter gallery, with a fusee and a pistol, with the latter of which he had shot himself through the head; the lady was lying in the balcony, and a discharged pistol near her, with which she had shattered her head in a shocking manner. They had been dead for some time, and it was about seven in the morning when this part of the melancholy business was publicly known in the ship. Their bodies were committed to the deep at mid-day.

Some letters were found written by the lady, addressed to several friends and relations; one to the captain, thanking him for his kindness; one to the person whose fatal curiosity had occasioned the discovery, upbraiding him for cruel officiousness; and one to a gentleman who was in the same ship, and who paid his addresses to the lady, assuring him that she esteemed him highly; but declaring, that it never was her intention to impose on him a woman whose conduct he could not approve, and whose affections were devoted to another.

Opened a cage

A woman in Turnmill-street, Clerkenwell, quitted her house, leaving two children alone therein, who opened a cage in which three ferrets were confined, when the latter attacked one of the children, and tore out its eyes.

Imprudently left the place

The following melancholy accident happened at Woodford, in Essex, on the night between Monday and Tuesday last: Mr. Thompson, surgeon, of that place, being alarmed by a noise, occasioned, as was supposed, by some thieves who were attempting to rob his house, rose, and having awakened a servant who had been a long time in the family, and who was much respected for his honesty and sobriety, they both armed themselves with blunderbusses, and went out into the garden. Mr. Thompson stationed the servant at a particular corner, by which he supposed the thieves must pass, if  they had not already made a retreat, desiring him to remain on the same spot till he should take a turn round the garden.

The servant having imprudently left the place where he was desired to watch, was met by his master in another part of the garden, who, taking him for one of the house-breakers, discharged his blunderbuss at him, and lodged the whole contents in his body. The man died almost instantly, four balls having lodged in his lungs.

They need not be discouraged

About the beginning of May died Mrs. Buchan, the leader of a few deluded people, and who resided in the neighbourhood of Thornton-Hill, near Dumfries, Scotland. Her followers were greatly reduced in number; but Mr. White, once a relief minister, continued with her to the last. Finding she was going the way of all the earth, she called her disciples together, and exhorted them to continue stedfast and unanimous in their adherence to the doctrines which they had received from her.

She then told them she had still one secret to communicate, which was, that she was the Virgin Mary, the mother of our Lord; that she was the same woman mentioned in the Revelations, as being clothed with the sun, &c who was driven into the wilderness; that she had been wandering in the world ever since our Saviour's days; and that for some time past she had sojourned in Scotland; that though she here appeared to die, they need not be discouraged, for she would only sleep a little, and in a short time would again visit them, and conduct them to the New Jerusalem.

After she died, it was a long time before her enthusiastic votaries would straight or dress the corpse; nor did they coffin her until they were obliged thereto by the smell; and after that, they would not bury her, but built up the coffin in a corner of the barn, always expecting that she would rise again from the dead, according to her promise, and conduct them to Jerusalem.

At last, the people in the country around, shocked with these proceedings, interfered, went to a justice of the peace, and got an order that she should be buried.

Monday 10 August 2015

So black and atrocious an act

Dundalk. - A most shocking transaction took place on Friday night last at Forkhill, within two miles of this town; at the dead hour of the night, the house of the parish schoolmaster was surrounded by a banditti, who, having broke in, took the man, his wife, and their son, a boy of fourteen years old, and cut their tongues out of their heads; after which, they took the father and mother and chopped off their fingers. So black and atrocious an act stands unparalleled in the annals of this Country.

The fright had so great an effect

A few days ago,, while one Fenner, a turner, and Philpot; a carpenter, were drinking together at the sign of the three compasses at Tunbridge Wells, a quarrel arose between them, which proceeded to blows. During the battle, which was severely contested for some time, the fright had so great an effect on Mrs. Peek, the landlady, that she expired, though the most immediate and necessary means were applied for her recovery. But what is more extraordinary, on the news of her death being carried to a Mr. Field, at Mount Ephraim, about half a mile distant, and a relation of the deceased, the shock was so great, that he died while the melancholy story was relating to him.

Sunday 9 August 2015

Killed by a lobster

Among accidents of an extraordinary nature, the following may be recorded, and it is vouched for as truth:- A man who resided at Chichester, having gone upon the rocks in search of shell-fish, perceived a large lobster in a chasm, and rashly thrust in his hand to pull it out.

The lobster seized on his thumb, and the man, as it is supposed, actuated by the impulse of pain, thrust his arm forward to disengage his thumb, but was unable afterwards to draw it back, and the tide flowing, he was drowned. He was found in the situation described, his thumb dreadfully cut, and the bone broken.

Fastened to the crown of the balloon

Newcastle upon Tyne, Sept. 20.

Lunardi's attempt to ascend yesterday from the Spital ground was productive of a very melancholy accident. The balloon was about one-third full, and a great many gentlemen were holding it by the netting, when Lunardi went to pour into the cistern the rest of the oil of vitriol destined for the purpose.

This having caused a strong effervescence, generated inflammable air with such rapidity, that some of it escaped from two different parts of the lower end of the apparatus, and spread among the feet of several gentlemen who were holding the balloon, and who were so alarmed, that leaving it at liberty, they ran from the spot.

The balloon now rose with great velocity, carrying up with it Mr. Ralph Heron, a gentleman of this town, about twenty-two years of age, son of Mr. Heron, under-sheriff of Northumberland.

This unhappy victim held a strong rope which was fastened to the crown of the balloon, twisted about his hand, and could not disengage himself when the other gentlemen fled; he was of course elevated about the height of St. Paul's cupola, when the balloon turned downward, the crown divided from it, and the unfortunate gentleman fell to the ground.

He did not expire immediately, having fallen upon very soft ground; he spoke for some time to his unhappy parents, and to the surgeons who came to assist him; but his internal vessels being broken, he died about an hour and an half after the fall.

Monday 3 August 2015

The ingenious Mr. Spalding

The ingenious Mr. Spalding, accompanied by one of his young men, went down twice in his diving-bell at the Kishbank, Ireland, where the Imperial East-Indiaman was some time since wrecked, for the purpose of recovering some of her materials. He did nothing more, however than examine her situation, &. determining to go to work next morning.

Accordingly, Monday morning, about six o'clock, he and his young man went down, and continued under water about an hour, in which two barrels of air had been sent down for the supply of the bell; but a good deal of time having elapsed without any signal from below, the people on deck, apprehensive that all was not right, drew up the bell, and Mr. Spalding and his young man were both discovered to be dead.

Sunday 2 August 2015

Burnt on a gridiron

A few evenings ago, when the family of Mr. Pickett, goldsmith, of Ludgate-hill, who resides in Harpur-street, near Red-lion-square, were retiring to rest, his eldest daughter, as she stood by the fire side, was employed in some little act of dutiful attention to her father, when the fire unperceived caught hold of her clothes, and in an instant her whole dress was in a blaze.

The father was struck motionless on the occasion, but recovering a little, burnt his hand in attempting to extinguish the flames; and the young lady finding no relief, ran from room to room to seek it, but in vain. In her progress she set fire to the bed, which was with difficulty extinguished, and where she fell the floor was actually on fire. No relief could be given her till her clothes were totally burnt off her back, when her whole body was left as if it had been broiled, or rather burnt on a gridiron.

Medical assistance was soon procured, but it was impossible for human art to afford the least relief; and in this dreadful state she lay till the next evening, and then expired.