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of having given indications of approaching hydrophobia, 
and was accordingly shunned and kept as much as possible 
from the house. This treatment appeared to cause him much 
annoyance, and for some days he was observed to be moody 
and morose. On Thursday morning he proceeded to an inti- 
mate acquaintance of his master’s at Upnor, on reaching the 
residence of whom, he set up a piteous cry on finding that 
he could not obtain admittance. After waiting at the house 
some little time, he was seen to go towards the river close by, 
when he deliberately walked down the bank, and after turn- 
ing round and giving a kind of farewell howl, waiked into the 
stream, where he kept his head under water, and in a minute 
or two rolled over dead. ‘This extraordinary act of suicide 
was witnessed by several persons. The manner of the 
death proved pretty clearly that the animal was not suffer- 
ing from hydrophobia.”—Daily News. 
** Suicide of a Horse.—A correspondent writes :—‘A few 
nights ago a poor creature, worn to skin and bone, put an 
end to his existence in a very extraordinary manner. His 
pedigree is unknown, as he was quite a stranger. A very 
worthy gentleman here met him in a public market, and 
thinking he could find employment for him, put him to 
work, but it was soon discovered that work was not his 
forte; in fact, he would do anything save work and go 
errands. His great delight was to roam about the fields 
and do mischief. People passing him used to ejaculate, 
‘Ugh, you ugly brute,” when they saw the scowl which 
was continually on his face. His master tried to win him 
by kindness. The kindness was lost upon him. He next 
tried the whip, then the cudgel, but all in vain. Work he 
would not. And asa last resort the punishment of Nebu- 
chadnezzar of old was tried. He was turned out, “ but 
house or hauld,” to eat grass with the oxen. With hungry 
belly and broken heart he wended his lonely way down by 
the Moor’s Shore, passed Luckyscaup, turned the Moor’s 
Point, and still held on his lonely way, regardless of the 
wondering gaze of the Pool fishermen. At length he arrived 
at a point opposite the wreck of the Dalhousie, where he 
stood still; and while the curiosity of the fishermen was 
wound to the highest pitch as to what was to follow, he, 
neighing loudly and tossing his old tail, rushed madly into 
the briny deep, got beyond his depth, held his head under the 
water, and soon ceased to be. “The fishermen conveyed the 
true, although strange and startling tidings, to the respected 
owner, that his horse had committed suicide.’ ’—Dundee 
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