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The Times, Friday, Jan 18, 1884; pg. 12
COLLIERY EXPLOSION. –At Burnley yesterday morning an explosion by which five miners received serious injuries occurred at Bank Hall Colliery, Burnley, the property of the executors of Colonel Hargreaves. The men were engaged blowing a road in a new shaft, and retired to adjoining workings driven into the face of the coal. There appears to have been a quantity of gas in these workings, which was exploded by the candles of the men, all of whom were more of less burnt about the face and arms, and one of them sustained fracture of one of his ribs through being blown against a tub by the force of the explosion. The workings were examined by the fireman before the miners went down, and it is stated that no gas was then found in the mine.

The Times, Tuesday, Apr 04, 1893; pg. 9
FIRE.-A cotton spinning mill, holding 22,000 spindles, was destroyed by fire at Burnley yesterday. When the outbreak was at its height a large mass of masonry fell on three men who were on the fire escape directing one of the hose pipes. The ladder was smashed to the ground and the unfortunate men were buried beneath the debris. They were all seriously injured, and one of them, P.C. Lockwood, died at the Burnley Hospital last evening.

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P/Fm George Henry Lockwood
Died 3 April 1893, aged 28
Fatally injured by the collapse of a wall while fighting a fire at a mill.

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George Henry Lockwood Constable, Burnley Police Fire Brigade

Burnley Express 7 March 1885
CHOKED TO DEATH
On Monday morning, Mr H.J. Robinson, coroner, held an inquest at the Sun Inn, touching the death of Isaac Catlow. From the evidence adduced, it appeared that the deceased was 45 years of age, and was a weaver living at the Golden Cup, Hammerton Street, Habergham-Eaves. He went into the Sun Inn on Saturday night about a quarter to seven o'çlock apparently in his usual health. He was supplied with a pint of beer. In a few minutes he left the house returning with half a pound of beef which he put on the fire to cook.
A man named Wm. Walsh took it off, cut it up in small pieces, put it on a piece of oatcake, and gave it to deceased. Deceased ate a portion of it, and was noticed by Walsh to be foaming in the mouth. Walsh immediately went to his assistance, put his finger down deceased's throat, and could feel a piece of meat lodging. He could neither get it up or down. Dr Smirthwaite was immediately sent for, but on his arrival life was extinct. A verdict in accordance with the testimony was returned.

The Times, Wednesday, Nov 17, 1841; pg. 3
FRIGHTFUL MURDERS IN BURNLEY, AND SUICIDE OT THE MURDERER.
(From a Correspondent.)
The manufacturing town of Burnley, in Lancashire, has been thrown into a state of great excitement by the commission of a double murder, followed by the self-destruction of the assassin, Robert Morris, a private in the Regiment of the 60th Rifles, quartered in that place. Morris, who is a Scotchman, also officiated as a mess-waiter, and was servant to Lieutenant O’Grady. He had formed an intimacy with a girl named Isabella Hadden, daughter of John Hadden, the mess-master of the barracks, and it was jealousy of this young woman that led to the fatal results we have to state. On Sunday evening Morris observed Isabella Hadden going with Lieutenant O’Grady in the direction of the latter’s bedroom. Providing himself with a carving-knife from the kitchen, he proceeded to the bedchamber, at the door of which he met his master and the girl. He stabbed them both with his destructive weapon, inflicting two wounds in the neck and one in the abdomen of the girl, and some dangerous abdominal wounds upon his officer. The wretched man then turned his weapon against himself, stabbing himself repeatedly in the abdomen, and in other parts of the body. Immediately afterwards he was discovered in the passage, unable to speak, and he only lived three minutes after he had been removed to his pantry. Lieutenant O’Grady, upon being wounded, rushed into the mess-room and exclaimed that Morris had murdered him. He was conveyed to bed, and medical attendance procured, but it was all in vain, the unfortunate officer living only until noon on Monday. Isabella Hadden was removed to the lodgings of her parents, and died in great agony at 1 o’clock on Monday morning. The bodies lie at the barracks, awaiting the inquest, which will be held over them by Mr. Hargreaves, one of the coroners for the northern division of Lancaster.

The Times, Friday, Nov 19, 1841; pg. 6
THE MURDERS IN BURNLEY.
FURTHER PARTICULARS.
(From the Manchester Guardian.)
The barracks at Burnley, erected in 1821, cover a large area, and are generally occupied by both cavalry and infantry. At present there are stationed there two or three troops of the Queen’s Bays, or Second Dragoon Guards, occupying the cavalry part of the barracks. The infantry quarters are tenanted by two companies of the 60th Rifles, under the command of Major Cockburn. The regiment quitted Windsor about two months ago, and its present head quarters are at Bolton, under the command of Colonel Sir John Maclean. The recent death of Lieutenant-Colonel the Hon. H.R. Molyneux, of this regiment, must be in the recollection of our readers. The double murder and suicide occurred within the mess-house, a detached building in the barrack-yard.
The officers dine in the mess-room at 7 o’clock: and on Sunday evening last they had dined, when the unfortunate officer, Lieutenant O’Grady, quitted the room about 8 o’clock, an earlier hour than that at which he generally retired after dinner. About half an hour afterwards, Major Cockburn and several other officers being still in the room, they were astounded to see Lieutenant O’Grady rush into the room; and, as he staggered towards the hearth he exclaimed, “Major, Morris has murdered me!” He then fell upon the hearth, apparently exhausted from loss of blood, for his dress was by this time drenched in blood from a large wound on the left side. He was placed upon the hearth, and, while the officers were crowding around him, loud screams were heard from the direction of the unfortunate man’s apartment, and Major Cockburn rushed from the room to ascertain the cause of this fresh alarm. He saw the unfortunate young woman whose life was the second sacrificed by the murderer in his fury lying in the lobby. He also saw the murderer, whose name is Robert Morris, brandishing a large carving knife, apparently the weapon with which he had stabbed both the officer and the female. Major Cockburn, with a view of intercepting what he supposed the flight of the murderer, turned round, and ran out of the front entrance of the mess-house, and in front of the building, towards the back door to the lobby, calling as he ran, “Order the guard out, and stop everybody that passes.” Having reached the back door, Major Cockburn entered the building that way, and then found Morris, the murderer, stretched on his back, and apparently dead, from self-inflicted wounds with the knife, which was lying on the ground at a short distance from his feet. All these bloody deeds must have been perpetrated within about two minutes. It is impossible to describe the scene of horror and confusion from the moment it was discovered that Lieutenant O’Grady had been stabbed. People were rushing to the spot from all parts of the building: for it would seem that the mess-woman, the mother of the deceased girl, was in the mess-waiter’s room when he stabbed his officer; and their shricks and cries of “Murder!” followed by those of the unhappy girl herself, and of the persons who arrived in time to witness the flight and suicide of the murderer, spread the alarm throughout the barracks, and the officer’s quarters were soon crowded by inquirers.
We now return to Lieutenant O’Grady, who during the latter part of these tragic occurrences had been placed by his brother officers on the hearth-rug, and attended by Mr. Cohen, the assistant-surgeon of the regiment; the principal surgeon, Dr. Fraser, being at the head-quarters at Bolton. The wounded officer exclaimed to those about him, “Oh! I have long expected this from that villain!” and immediately afterwards, he asked , “Is that poor girl dead?” Mr. Cohen told him she was not. Taking an officer’s hand, Lieutenant O’Gracy said to him with much earnestness and emotion, “Oh, this is a bad way to die. Anyway to die but this!” Mr. Cohen then desired him to keep himself quiet; that perhaps all would not be so bad as he anticipated; and he endeavoured, by holding the lips of the wound together, and compression, to stay the blood which was now pouring from the wound. Mr. O’Grady looked at him, and speaking as if in pain and with difficulty, said, “Oh, it is of no use; I shall not live many hours. This is the death of me.” He was then placed on a table, conveyed to his own room, and laid upon the bed. By this time Mr. White, a surgeon in practice at Burnley (which is distant about a mile from the barracks), arrived, and, with Mr. Cohen, attended the unfortunate gentleman during the remainder of the night. He lingered till half-past 10 o’clock on Monday morning, and then expired.
When the poor girl was raised from the ground, it was found that she was bleeding profusely from several wounds inflicted below the shoulder on the left side and on the back. She was conveyed to one of the rooms of her mother, at the other extremity of the building; and a medical man shortly afterwards attended her. She appeared to suffer much pain; and twice in paroxysms of agony, she exclaimed, “Oh Morris! Oh Morris!” She survived only till 11 o’clock the same night, about two hours and half after the fatal deeds.
Robert Morris was almost instantly raised, and carried to his room. He expired in two or three minutes afterwards, having apparently stabbed himself with such desperation, as to inflict two or three mortal wounds, besides others of a less serious nature. He never spoke after the fatal acts above described. The serjeant-major picked up the knife, which is about a foot in length, being an old carver, much ground, and so thin that the back had almost as sharp an edge as the true edge. The point, too, was very sharp. The force with which this deadly weapon had been used in its too fatal success, against three lives, was evident from the blade being quite bent for several inches next the point, and the point being also turned, as if it had come into contact with some hard substance.
As to the cause of this three-fold crime, though nothing can be ascertained with certainty until after the inquest on the bodies (which will take place to-day), we have heard enough to leave little, if any, doubt that Morris was actuated by jealousy. There seems to have been considerable intimacy between Lieutenant O’Grady and the girl; and Morris was jealous of this, and desirous that she should marry himself-strangely enough, for he was aware that she was already married.
With a few particulars as to the deceased persons, we must close this account. The unfortunate officer, William Sharman (or, as the Army List gives the name, William Staoner) O’Grady, was of a large and somewhat distinguished Irish family, being the nephew of the late Lord Chief Baron of the Irish Exchequer (Baron O’Grady), who, in 1831, was raised to the Peerage, by the title of Viscount Guillamore, and died in April, 1840. The young officer, who has now come to an untimely end, was cousin to the present Lord Guillamore. Mr. O’Grady’s father was one of the nine sons of Mr. Darby O’Grady, of Mount Prospect, county of Limerick. We believe the deceased’s widowed mother at present resides in Dublin or Kingstown; and if report be correct, this will be the second time she is doomed to mourn over the premature death of a son. A brother of the deceased, we are told, was shot in a duel, some years ago, with Captain Smith-an affair which at the time caused considerable sensation in Dublin, where it occurred. Looking at the fate of two fine young men by hostile wounds, there would seem something strikingly remarkable in the family motto, “Va? Non Victus” (wounded, not conquered). The deceased officer was formerly a lieutenant in the 16th Lancers, and was with that gallant regiment in India. He appears to have joined the 60th Rifles on the 31st of October, 1834, and at the time of his death held the rank of first lieutenant. He was in his 29th or 30th year. He is described to us as having had many of the characteristics of the young Irish gentleman; he was hot-headed, and at times intemperate, but was much liked by the soldiers of the regiment. Indeed, we might say that both officers and men were much attached to him, and his death, especially under such circumstances, appears to have cast a deep gloom over the place. We understand that the Rev. T.G. James, M.A., chaplain of the garrison, was with him during the last few hours of his existence, fulfilling the last Christian duties, and offering consolations and prayers as the sad circumstances called forth. The dying officer declared to the chaplain that he had lost his life in endeavouring to save the life of another.
Robert Morris, whose age we were told by one person was 28 or 29, and by another 24 or 25, was a Scotchman, a native of Aberdeen, a private in the regiment, but also employed, as we have stated, as mess-waiter. We believe he had been about 11 years in the regiment. He was considered a good, steady, trustworthy man, and nothing had been alleged against him, except some former quarrels with the girl, to whom he appeared devoutly attached. It is said that Lieutenant O’Grady once ordered him into confinement for some neglect of duty or act of insubordination, but what that was we could not ascertain.
Isabella Hadden, as she was generally called, only completed her 20th year on the 21st of April last. We learn that this wretched girl, the fatal cause of all this crime had long been of indifferent character. When only 16 years of age she married a man named Patrick Territt, a private in the 97th Regiment, then stationed at Burnley-barracks. She had for four or five years lived separate form her husband, who we believe, is now with his regiment in Malta or Corfu, and she was employed by her mother about the kitchen, assisting in cooking, &c. She has left an infant, a daughter, about two years old; this child was placed out at nurse in Burnley or the neighbourhood.


Standish O'Grady, 1st Viscount Guillamore
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and
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The Times, Thursday, Nov 18, 1841; pg. 6
MURDERS AND SUICIDE AT BURNLEY.
The following is a more detailed statement respecting the recent murders at Burnley than that which appeared in The Times of yesterday.
The 1st battalion of the 60th Rifles; under the command of Major Cockburn, are now, and have been for about four months, stationed at Burnley barracks. They were removed from Windsor in the early part of July last. One of the unhappy victims was a lieutenant in the corps, named William Sharman O’Grady, and as far as we can learn, is of a very respectable Irish family. Mr. O’Grady’s father died some time ago, and his widowed mother still resides in Dublin. Mr. O’Grady was a fine young man, 26 years of age, and has been only two years in the 60th. He had, however, served four years in the 16th Lancers. It is understood that he was related to Lord Guillamore. He is said to have been a man of very strong feeling and irritable disposition, which often led him into “scrapes”. Mr. O’Grady’s eldest brother was shot some time ago in a duel which he fought near Dublin with a gentleman named Smith. The other victim of Morris’s fury is a female named Terrett, alias Hadden, and daughter of the mess-master. The unfortunate woman, who bore but a very indifferent character, married a private of the 97th Regiment about three years ago, by whom she had one child, now about two years old. When the 97th left this country for Corfu she was not allowed to go with her husband, and therefore remained with her father, who still lives in the barracks. The murderer was a private in the 60th Rifles, named Morris; he was a native of Scotland, and filled the situation of mess-waiter. He formed an intimacy with Mrs. Lerrett, and was often seen walking with her in the vicinity of the barracks. She being of rather pleasing appearance Mr. O’Grady also formed an acquaintance with her, and the consequence was that Morris became jealous of his officer, and on several occasions threatened to be revenged. On the night of the murder Morris and the female were together in a public-house in the neighbourhood of the barracks, where he got some drink, and being rather “fresh” he began to reproach her with her apparent affection for Mr. O’Grady, and threatened if she did not break off all connexion with him he would kill both him and her, and then destroy himself. They parted early in the evening, and both came home to the barracks. During the evening the unhappy woman took occasion to go to Mr. O’Grady’s room, to inform him of the threats that Morris had used towards him, and request that he would be on his guard. When Mr. O’Grady had heard all she had to say he left her in his room and went to Morris, who was in the mess-waiter’s pantry, to remonstrate with him for the language he had used, and requested him to give up his arms. Some angry words ensued, and eventually it came to a scuffle, in which Morris seized a large knife, and plunged it several inches into the left side of the unfortunate officer. This occurred exactly opposite the mess-room door, and the poor fellow, laying his hand upon the wound, ran amongst his brother officers and exclaimed, “Oh, Major, I am killed.” He sank upon the floor almost lifeless. The assistant-surgeon was in the room at the time, and soon another surgeon from the village (Mr. White) was in attendance, but all their efforts to save him were fruitless. He lingered till 10 o’clock next morning, when he died. The murderer having thus killed his master and officer directed his attention to the female, and, proceeding to Mr. O’Grady’s room, he found her just coming out of the door. Seeing the monster in such a state of desperation she retraced her steps, but had only time to reach the fireplace before she was overtaken by the murderer, who plunged the knife into her very heart; he drew the weapon from her body, and again stabbed her in the abdomen. She fell upon the floor, and, dreadful to relate, her bowels actually hung upon the ground. She lived till a little after 12 o’clock the same night, when she breathed her last. Morris instantly retired from the room where he had committed the second murder, and in the lobby, it is said, he attempted to kill the woman’s mother, but she got out of the way. At this period he presented all the appearance of a madman; his features were dreadfully distorted, and, turning round in the lobby, he plunged the fatal knife four times into his body, just under the stomach, and as he was falling he struck the knife into the bottom part of his belly, and literally ripped himself open. It is needless to say that his death was instantaneous. The first murder was committed at 10 minutes past 8 o’clock, and less than three minutes the whole of this tragedy was completed.
The coroner’s inquest will of course immediately take place.



William O’Grady’s brother was killed in a duel, 1830
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Fatal Duel, inquest ... S S O'GRADY Esq
An inquest took place of Sat, in Portobello Barracks, before the county coroner Mr PASLEY on the body of Standish Stammer O'GRADY Esq who was shot on the morning of the 18th in a duel Capt SMITH of 32nd Regt ...

The Times, Saturday, Nov 20, 1841; pg. 6
THE BURNLEY MURDERS-INQUEST UPON THE BODIES.
On Wednesday morning an inquest was held before Mr. J. Hargreaves and most respectable jury, in the cavalry officers mess-room in Burnley barracks, upon the bodies of Lieutennat W. Stamer O’Grady, an infantry officer in the 60th Regiment (Rifles), which has recently removed from Windsor to Burnley, Robert Morris, a private in the same regiment, and Isabella Terrett, commonly known by her maiden name Hadden, the daughter of Archibald Hadden, mess-master to the barracks. Lieutenant O’Grady was nephew of the late Chief Baron of the Irish Exchequer, and some time back lost a brother in a duel. He was about 30 years of age. Morris was 23 years old, and Isabella Terrett was in her 21st year. Her melancholy fate leaves a child she had by her husband motherless.
The Jury having been sworn, proceeded to view the bodies, which, with the exception of the officer’s appeared very ghastly. The corpse of Mr. O’Grady, which was laid upon his own bed, presented a countenance as placid as that of a sleeping person. A great number of witnesses were examined, and we give evidence of those which bore most strongly upon the facts of the case.
Anne Lord, of Habergham Eaves, near Burnley, deposed, that shortly after 8 o’clock on Sunday night she met Isabella Terrett at the Garrison Hotel Barracks. She walked with her, and left deceased at the corner of the officer’s barracks. Recrossing the square she heard the cry of “Murder!” from the passage in the officer’s barracks. Upon entering the lobby she saw Morris fall. Hadden, the mess-master, came, and, lifting him up, said that he was dead. The body was conveyed by some soldiers to the hospital. Saw the deceased, Isabella Terrett, covered with blood, removed to her apartment. Her mother undressed her, and desired her to lie down, when she replied in an agonized tone, “Mother, I cannot.”
Ann Appleton Hadden, mother of Isabella Terrett, was next examined. Her daughter was 20 years of age. On Sunday evening, after mess, about 8 o’clock, Morris was in the kitchen along with her daughter. Morris looking very strange, witness inquired of her daughter what ailed him, and whether there had been any quarrel among them. Without answering Isabella took up her cloak and bonnet and went out, Morris following her like a mad person. Witness went after them and called to them to come back. They returned to the back-door, and then commenced running again. Witness subsequently went into Morris’s pantry, where she found him with two soldiers, whom she ordered out. Witness told him that he looked wild, and asked what was the matter with him. He said, “Leave me alone,” and, going to the looking-glass, added, “Do you see anything about me that looks wild?” He continued, “That man spoke cross to me at table.” She thought he meant his master, Mr. O’Grady. He declared that he had in his pocket 27s,. which he would cast over the wall in the morning. Morris persisted in paying attention to witness’s daughter, and she had heard him say that if Isabella would not have him she should have nobody. She went to the kitchen, and when she returned to the pantry she saw Lieutenant O’Grady there. He was giving some directions to Morris about his firearms, when the latter said, “What do you mean by that, Sir?” Mr. O’Grady replied. “I will let you know that in the morning.” Morris then made a thrust with something which he had in his hand against Mr. O’Grady, and stabbed him twice in the side. Mr. O’Grady used the word “Treachery,” applied his hand to his side, and ran out of the place. Witness went to the kitchen, where she gave the alarm; hearing a scream she cried, “Oh, he is murdering Isabella!” She ran down the lobby, where she saw Morris fall heavily on the floor. Witness proceeded as far as Mr. O’Grady’s bedroom, the door of which was open. She saw Isabella standing in the apartment, and asked what was the matter with her. Deceased replied “I don’t know, mother,” and began to vomit. Assistance being procured, the deceased was removed to a bedroom, where she expired about midnight. Witness had seen Morris before in a state of great excitement. He appeared in love with her daughter Isabella, and had often declared that if she did not like him he would destroy himself. Both she and her daughter had told him that the latter, being a married woman, could not encourage his attentions. He had often declared Lieutenant O’grady to be an interloper in his affections.
Sergeant Rooney proved that soon after 8 on Sunday night he was walking by the guard-room, when he heard a scream issue from the officer’s quarters. He entered Mr. O’Grady’s bedroom, and saw the deceased, Isabella Terrett, standing on the floor. Her mother was with her. At that time she did not appear to be hurt. Going towards the mess-room he perceived a knife on the floor close to the wall a few yards beyond which he found Morris on the floor. He afterwards took up the knife, which was one used for carving. There was a spot of blood upon the haft, and the blade was greasy. (The knife was here produced. It was a white-handled balance one. The blade presented several spots of blood rusted into it, and it was bent, as if it had been run into a block of wood.) Witness proceeded to the mess-room, where he saw Mr. O’Grady lying across the hearthrug, with a pillow under his head. In answer to a question relative to the affair, the lieutenant said that “It was all on account of that unfortunate young woman.” Witness then went into Isabella Terrett’s room. She was supported by two guards, and exclaimed, “Oh, let me alone.”
Charles William Hamilton Sotheby, a lieutenant in the 60th Rifles, stated that shortly after 8 on Sunday evening he was sitting in the mess-room with Major Colborne and Mr. Cowan. Lieutenant O’Grady, who had dined with them, had just gone out. A scream was heard, and simultaneously Mr. O’Grady rushed into the room, exclaiming, “Oh, Major, Morris has murdered me.” The major left the apartment, and witness going into the passage saw what he believed to be Morris standing near the wall. He appeared to have a knife uplifted in his right hand. Witness turned back to the mess-room for a weapon, and upon coming into the passage again perceived Morris lying on the floor. Witness going after to Mr. O’Grady’s bedroom found the door locked. He knocked and obtained admission. He saw there a young female, who seemed to be hiccoughing. She said she was very sick and faint, and he laid her on the bed, and then he perceived blood issuing from her neck. The mess-woman went in to her assistance.
Sergeant Hindle stated that he saw Isabella Terrett leaning against the wall in Mr. O’Grady’s bedroom, her mother being with her. Witness asked whether Morris had done it, and deceased replied, “Yes,” in a low tone of voice.
Robert Laking, a private, deposed that he assisted to carry Isabella Terrett into her room. Archibald Hadden, her father, came in and exclaimed, “Oh, good God, what have I done!” Deceased said that it was all jealousy, but, upon being asked, denied that Morris had stabbed her.
Archibald Hadden, father of the deceased girl, explained in reference to what had been stated by the previous witness, that the expression he had made use upon seeing his murdered daughter was, “Oh, God, what have I done to be thus oppressed?”
Major Wemyss Thomas Cockburn, of the 60th Rifles, spoke to the accuracy of Hadden’s information.
Mr. Thomas Cowan, assistant-surgeon in the regiment, stated that he was in the mess-room when Lieutenant O’Grady rushed in. Upon the jacket of the unfortunate officer being removed witness found that he had received a wound in the left side. The deceased was removed to his bedroom, where the wound was sewn. Witness remained with him all night. The deceased, in giving an account of the fatal transaction, said that he went into the pantry and told Morris he could not trust him with his arms, whereupon Morris stabbed him. During the night Mr. O’Grady asked after the girl, and, upon learning that she was dead, seemed to suffer much pain. He gradually grew weaker, and expired about 10 on Monday morning. Before he died he declared that he had lost his life in endeavouring to save that of another.
Mr. White, surgeon, Burnley, deposed that upon Isabella Hadden he found four wounds, three in the back, and one under the right arm. One of the wounds in the back had been the fatal injury. The deceased bled to death. Examined the body of Morris, upon which he found a wound immediately under the breast-bone, and serious one over the naval, a slight wound between those two, and fourth on the left side, whence the bowels protruded. The wound under the breast-bone was the cause of death. Mr. O’Grady expired partly from loss of blood, partly from inflammation.
The Rev. T.G. James, incumbent of Habergham Eaves, stated that he came to the barracks at 8 o’clock on Monday morning. Going into the room of Mr. O’Grady he inquired if he was afraid to die. The deceased answered, “Oh, no; I die in a glorious cause; I lose my life in endeavouring to save the life of another.”
The Coroner proceeded to sum up the evidence, calling the attention of the jury to those points which demanded their consideration in coming to a decision.
After deliberation for a short time the jury came to the following verdict:-“That William Stamer O’Grady and Isabella Terrett had been murdered by Robert Morris, and that the said Robert Morris, in destroying himself, and been guilty of felo de se.”
The Coroner issued the usual warrant for the interment of Morris, who was buried the same night, no funeral rites being performed over his remains.
The inquest occupied upwards of eight hours.

The Times, Thursday, Aug 20, 1931; pg. 15
PIT CAGE ACCIDENT NEAR BURNLEY
Seven men were injured in an accident to the cage as it was descending the shaft at Hapton Valley collier, near Burnley, yesterday morning. For some unknown cause the cage struck the framework at the bottom of the shaft violently. Alfred Duxbury, 36, received internal injuries, and is believed to have had some ribs fractured. Henry Holland, 43, received back injuries; Herbert Berry, 42, received injuries to his left knee and back; George Widdup Greenwood, 46, is suffering from severe shock; Henry Atkinson, 50, injury to right knee; and Tom Gregory, 31, injury to both ankles. All the men belong to Burnley. Duxbury was taken to hospital and detained. The others were taken to their homes.

Burnley Express and Advertiser, June 5, 1926
Belated Golden Wedding Celebration
There is to be a happy gathering at the Salvation Army Hall, Holme Street, tonight, in celebration of the golden wedding of Mr. and Mrs. Richard Phillips, of 56 May Street. The event is somewhat belated in that Mr. and Mrs. Phillips were married at Burnley Registry Office in May, 1875, and celebrations should have taken place last year. Mr. and Mrs. Phillips, who reside with a married daughter, Mrs. Buzza, are both 69 years of age, Mrs.
Phillips being 69 on May 10th, and her husband on the following day. They hail from Cornwall, and came to this locality with a contingent of Cornwall people who came to work in Lancashire mines about 57 years ago. Mr. Phillips was brought up in a fishing town, and participated in the fishing industry until he was twelve years of age. He admitted he did not like the mill, saying he would “sooner be in prison” and he soon commenced work in the coal mine, an occupation he has followed up to the present day. He has worked at Bank Hall Colliery for about twenty years, and he and Mr. Dan Duxbury, J.P.
are trustees of Bank Hall Miners Lodge. He has also been on the committee for many years. Mrs Phillips father was a foreman in a Cornwall copper mine, and prior to coming to this district she used to walk seven miles each day to earn 4d. a day in the copper mines. She received her “salary” at the end of each month. For twenty years Mr. and Mrs. Phillips have had a close connection with the Salvation Army at Fulledge. They have had eleven children, seven of whom are still living, and they have nineteen grandchildren and five great-grandchildren.

The Times, Thursday, Aug 09, 1827; pg. 3
We are extremely glad to state that the calico-manufacturers of Burnley and the neighbourhood made on Saturday last another advance of 3d. per piece, in the wages for weaving calicoes; making, together with former advances, an increase of cent per cent. On the price paid about 12 months ago; and the general complaint of the manufacturers is, that they cannot, even at this advance rate of wages, procure an adequate number of hands. Manchester Mercury.

The Times, Thursday, Sep 12, 1839; pg. 5
The Hon. Major Yorke Scarlett, M.P., of Bankhall, near Burnley, eldest son of Lord Abinger, took the oaths at the sessions for the hundred of Salford, at the New Bailey, on Tuesday, and qualified as a magistrate for the county of Lancaster.- Leeds Intelligencer.

Burnley Express -- 14 July 1915
KILLED IN A TRENCH.
Death of a "Good Soldier"
On the eve of coming home for four days leave, Pte, James McCarthy, of the 1st East Lancashire Regiment of 51, Leyland Road, Burnley, has been killed in action somewhere on the Western front. The news was conveyed to his mother by Sergt. F.C. Scott, another Burnley man on Saturday morning. The sergeant wrote - "Dear Mrs. McCarthy, - I am sorry to inform you that your son, James (No. 6184 Pte. J. McCarthy), was killed yesterday morning, Tuesday, 6th July. You have no idea how sorry I am as he was such a good man for doing his duty and work, etc. I was holding a trench with - men, and there was a very heavy bombardment all day yesterday. Two shells dropped into the trench and killed eight men of my platoon. James was amongst them. Most of them were old hands and had done duty here since the start and they will be a great loss to me. But James will be a greater loss to you and also his poor wife. I called on his wife while I was on leave last February. Unfortunately, she was not at home, but I am living in hope to come out a visit if it is my luck to pull through all right.
I don't know the number of his wife's house so kindly break the news to her. You will hear from the War Office, but it may be a week or two. Please except my greatest sympathy to his wife. The remainder of the men in the Platoon wish to send their sympathy to you both. P.S -
When they were burying James this morning they found his wife's photo etc."
Pte. McCarthy who was 33 years of age, was a reservist, having been with the colours for seven years. He went through the South African War, and held the King and Queen's medals. His wife is left with three little children - a girl aged four, a boy aged three, and a little boy born after the father's departure to the western front and which the father never saw. The photo found on the dead soldier was that of his wife and three children. Before being called up Pte. McCarthy worked at Messrs. Cooper Bros. Foundry. Three of his brothers are in the Army, one of them Sergt. M. McCarthy, of the East Lancashire Regiment, having been wounded. The others Ptes. John and Thomas McCarthy, are in East Lancashire Battalions.
Only on Wednesday last week Pte. McCarthy's wife received a letter from him saying he was expecting to be home on leave in a few days, and promising to give her a good time when he came.

Burnley Express and Advertiser - September 11, 1915
Lost an eye. Burnley Soldiers Injury.
Pte. John McCarthy, of the 6th Batt. East Lancashire Regiment, whose home is at 29 Bedford Street, Burnley, has lost an eye as the result of a wound received at the Dardanelles. Writing to his wife, he said; -- "I got the bullet in the left eye, and it came out at the cheek. I am very lucky to be living. I am all right in myself and feel very well indeed. We get well looked after, and have had very good food. We were just coming out of the trenches to be relieved when I got hit, and I thought it was all over."
Pte. McCarthy was taken to a hospital at Port Said, and then sent to this country, now being at Brockenhurst, Hants. In a letter from the latter place he says; -- "My wound has healed up wonderfully. You can hardly see a mark on me, except my eye, which has vanished."
One of his brothers, Pte. James McCarthy, of the 1st East Lancashire Regiment has been killed in action, and another Sergt. M. McCarthy also of the East Lancashire has been wounded. Another brother, Thomas, is serving with the 6th Batt. East Lancashire Regiment at the Dardanelles.

Burnley Express - 5 February 1916
News Wanted - Young Burnley Soldier Missing
Mrs. McCarthy, of 11, Leyland road, Burnley, is desirous of obtaining definite news of her youngest son, Pte. Thomas McCarthy, of the 6th Batt. East Lancashire Regiment, who has been missing since August 9th. Pte. McCarthy, who is 23 years of age, was formerly employed at Towneley Colliery. His brother, Pte. James McCarthy, of the 1st East Lancashire Regt., was killed on July 6th, while another brother, Pte. John McCarthy, also of the 6th Batt., has lost an eye in action, and is still in hospital. Sergt. M. McCarthy, another brother, has also been wounded, but has recovered, and is now at Salenika.
Mrs. McCarthy has received the following letter from Lieut. Hugh Kelly; -- "I have made every effort in my power to trace your beloved son. I found out from Sergt. Taylor, of the machine gun section, that he was wounded in the head and also in the body, and he wandered off towards the dressing station a long way behind us. God in Heaven only knows what became of him afterwards. I hope you will put your trust in God, and hope for the best. If I ever find out any news of him I will let you know at once, as I thought a great deal of your son. Give my best wishes to your other boys."

Express and Advertiser, March 14, 1917 (page 3)
Now Presumed Dead. Missing in Eastern Campaign.
On Saturday Mrs. McCarthy, of 11, Leyland road, Burnley, received a communication from the War Office, stating that her youngest son, Pte. Thomas McCarthy, of the 6th East Lancashire Regiment who was reported missing in the East since August 9th, 1915, is now presumed to have been killed on that date.
Pte. McCarthy, who was 23 years of age, was formerly employed at Towneley Colliery. His brother Pte. James McCarthy, of the 1st East Lancashire Regt. was killed on July 6th, while another brother, Pte. John McCarthy, also of the 6th Batt., has lost an eye in action. Sergt. M. McCarthy, another brother has also been wounded. At the time Thomas was reported missing, Mrs. McCarthy received the following letter from Lieut. Hugh Kelly; -- "I have made every effort in my power to trace your beloved son. I found out from Sergt. Taylor, of the machine gun section, that he was wounded in the head and also in the body, and he wandered off towards the dressing station a long way behind us. God in Heaven only knows what became of him afterwards. I hope you will put your trust in God, and hope for the best. If I ever find out any news of him I will let you know at once, as I thought a great deal of your son. Give my best wishes to your other lads."

Express and Advertiser, March 17, 1917 (page 9)
Family That Has Been Hard Hit. -- Two Brothers Killed, Two Wounded, Cousin Missing.
A family very hard hit by the war is that of the McCarthy's, one of whom as announced Wednesday's issue, has now been presumed dead, after being missing at the Dardanelles from August 9, 1915. It is a remarkable record of four brothers and a cousin. All were in the East Lancashire Regt. Two brothers have now been killed; one has lost his left eye but is still serving; whilst the cousin, Pte. Lavin, has been reported wounded and missing since July 1st last, and there are no hopes that he is alive, as nothing has been heard of him, either officially or otherwise since. The unmarried McCarthy brothers lived at 11, Leyland Road, and the cousin (the only cousin) resided with his widowed mother in Pitt Street. Two of the brothers, John and Thomas, and the cousin enlisted within three days of each other.
The eldest of the McCarthy brothers is Sergt. Michael, who is forty years of age. He served in the Boer War, and was a reservist when the present war began with the 3rd East Lancashire Regt. He was on going out attached to another battalion, and has been wounded twice -- once at Neuve Chapelle and once at Salonika. He has now been in hospital at Salonika for the past eight months. He is unmarried.
Denis McCarthy, the second brother, has been rejected for military service, but he is working munitions.
The third, Pte. James McCarthy, who was 33 years old at the time he was killed, was with the 1st East Lancashire Regiment, and previous to joining the Army worked at Cooper's Foundry. He was married. He was killed at Ypres on July 6th 1915. He was a reservist having been with the colours seven years. He went through the Boer War. He left three little children, and on his dead body was found a photograph of his wife and children.
John McCarthy, the fourth son who is 32 and married, and belongs to the 6th East Lancashire Regiment lost his left eye through a bullet wound received at the Dardanelles. He was just coming out of the trenches when he was hit. He was taken to a hospital at Port Said, and afterwards came to a hospital at Brockenhurst, Hants. Pte. John McCarthy is still serving, being at the headquarters at Plymouth. He was formerly a joiner's labourer.
The fifth brother, Thomas is now presumed to have been killed after being missing at the Dardanelles since August 9th 1915. He was 23 years of age then, and previously was employed at Rowley Colliery. At the time he was missing a comrade said he was wounded in the head and body, and then disappeared.
Their cousin Pte. John Lavin, also of the East Lancashire Regiment was wounded and has been missing since July 1st. It is feared that he is dead.
The McCarthy family are connected with St. Mary's Roman Catholic Church.

Burnley Express August 1917
AFTER THIRTEEN MONTHS.
Mrs. Lavin, of 5, Pitt-street, Burnley has received a message from the War Office regretfully presuming the death of her only son, Pte. (16985) John Lavin, who was in the 7th East Lancashire Regt., no news having been heard of him since he went into action at the Somme on July 21, 1916. The soldier, who was aged 30 years and single, served in the Boer War with the Manchester Regt., and he enlisted voluntarily on November 5, 1914, in one of the Kitchener battalions, going to France in 1915. He worked as a labourer for the tramway department, and attended St. Mary's R.C. Church and School. Two cousins Pte. James McCarthy and Pte. Thos. McCarthy, were killed on July 6, 1915, at Ypres, and August 9, 1915, at the Dardanelles, and two other cousins, brothers of the McCarthy's killed have been wounded, the four brothers, by coincidence, all being in the East Lancashire Regt.
The soldiers father who lives in Healey Wood, was very much upset when he heard of the official news of his sons death.

Burnley Express and Advertiser, June 30, 1926
WEDDING OF BURNLEY MAYOR’S SON
Considerable interest was aroused yesterday by the marriage at Brunswick U.M Church, of Mr. Harry Sutcliffe, youngest son of the Mayor and Mayoress of Burnley (Councillor and Mrs. J. Sutcliffe), to Miss Dorothy Jinks, daughter of the late Mr. and Mrs. T.R. Jinks, of Burnley, and niece of Mr. and Mrs. L. Comstive of 17 Scott Park road with whom she had resided. The bride was attended by Miss Gladys Chadwick and Miss Betty Warden as bridesmaids, and wore a dress of white satin beaute with a beautiful Brussels lace veil and a wreath of myrtle leaves. Her bouquet was of white carnations. The bridesmaids were attired in prettily embroidered dresses of primrose taffeta and floral bandaus to match, and carried bouquets of shaded sweet peas. Mr. Harry Dyson of Reedley carried out the duties of best man. The Rev. W. J. Hopper performed the ceremony and appropriate music was played on the organ by Mr. H. Rycroft. Luncheon at the Town Hall was followed by a reception, and subsequently the bride and bridegroom left for the their honeymoon in London and the South of England.

The Times, Monday, Aug 23, 1852; pg. 8
FATAL BOILER EXPLOSION. – On Friday, at noon, a boiler explosion at the Finsley Cotton Mill, Burnley, belonging to Mr. George Holgate, while many of the workpeople were assembled in the yard. Eleven of the people were badly scalded, and four are said to have died in the course of Friday night and Saturday. The accident arose from the collapse of a flue, about eight or nine feet from the front of the boiler.

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The Times, Tuesday, Aug 24, 1852; pg. 4

The Times, Tuesday, Sep 06, 1892; pg. 4
FOOTBALL.
ASSOCIATION RULES.
The League match between Aston Villa and Burnley attracted about 8,000 people to Burnley yesterday. Aston Villa were victorious by two goals to none.
Wolverhampton Wanderers beat Walsall yesterday by three goals to none at Wolverhampton.