PANIC OF THE DAY.
WE foresaw that the public mind, stimulated to the utmost by the press, would run to excess on the subject of murder for dissection ; and now, when a servant tarries five minutes over time on an er- rand, or the master of a family fails in punctuality to his dinner- hour, it is forthwith presumed that he has been assassinated and served up to an anatomist's table. A tradesman's wife went into the country last week, and the neighbours settled it instantly that she had been murdered and made minced-meat of. On her ap- pearance before the magistrate to disprove her melancholy assas- sination, the worthy authority seemed scarcely satisfied with the personal evidence of her vitality, shook his head at her contradictions, and admonished her for the future to satisfy her neighbours more completely as to her movements, and make clear the distinction between trips and murder. It is now rumoured, that Mr. STEPHENSON and his clerk LLOYD, were killed at Pill, for their bodies ; which accounts for their not having been taken. Pill has a vile medical name. After the deed they were packed up in pill-boxes, and sent to Bury, Suffolk,—a corruption of suffocate folk.
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