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TIRED OF HIS LIFE.

Tim-38 must bo bad in Melbourne when a bookmaker can be led to commit suicido. An inquest was recently held at the City Morgue on the body of Jacob Fineberg, a bookmaker, who shot himself in the head, and died subsequently in the Melbourne Hospital. The evidence disclosed tbftb iho deceased lodged with Lewis Moses, a hawker, residing in Cardigan street, Carlton, and was engaged to bo married, to Moses'B daughter. Fineberg had been a tcilor, and had a shop in Swanstun street, but latterly had sold tho business and taken to bookmaking, but with unsuccessful ro-ults. On the morning of: the Ist April Constable M'Farlano found the deceased standing on tho footway in Swanston street, in front of hii old shop, with his face covered with congealed blood. Fiimtberg confessod th-u tho previous evening ho had q no into a room he rented at tho back of the shop nhera ho formerly carried on dusiness, and hud lire'l two rovolvor shots into his mouth, lie remained unconscious all night;, bub next morning was seeking assistance when tho constablo fouiu him. The deceased was taken to tho Melcourna Hospital, but tho doctors wore unabie to iind tho bullets, which wore embedded iv his brain, and ho gradually sank. When tho puhco searched tho room in which tho deceased slept they found tho following lottor ; " My Dearest Darliuc; Annie, — Don't tako ito heart when you rrceivo tho news. I could not possibly d > anything elso but wtiat I did. I have on y been bo< king since November, and I havo gone through a good bit of money. tt ovor I did httvo ono go«-d day a bad month or moro would follow. I could not think of meeting anyone and saying I could not pay them. I am only sorry 1 was not fortunate enough to have you, my doar<sb Annie, I know I did noo deserve you, and I hopo you wilt have a better match than mo or any gambler.— Yours truly, to my last miserable moment."

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North Otago Times, Volume XXXVII, Issue 8168, 27 April 1895, Page 1

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TIRED OF HIS LIFE. North Otago Times, Volume XXXVII, Issue 8168, 27 April 1895, Page 1

TIRED OF HIS LIFE. North Otago Times, Volume XXXVII, Issue 8168, 27 April 1895, Page 1

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