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THE EIGHTH WHITECHAPEL MURDER.

'MACK THE RIPPER" RECOMMENCES BUSINESS. NO CLUES AS USUAL. [From Our Loxdon Correspondent.] London, July 10. When Commissioner Munro was called out of his bed on Tuesday morning at two o'clock and informed that despite all precautions on the part of Scotlaud Yard and the city police Jack tho Ripper had successfully murdered and mutilated another unfortunate victim, I am told he swore a great oath neither to rest himself nor to give his subordinates any rest till the guilty wretch was in custody. That was three days ago, and yet the man or maniac is still at large. As was the case last autumn, all sorts of theories are being evolved. The most popular is that the murderer is a ship's butcher, and has but recently returned from a long voyage. The Whitechapel folk themselves stick obstinately to the notion that Jack is a " toff," and well-dressed men venturing down Commercial road after dark just now stand an excellent chance of getting lynched. The best account I have seen of Tuesday's murder is the ' Herald's,' which I attach herewith. It says:— Jack the Ripper is back. He has returned from his supposed wanderings and resumed his hideous work. All the details of yesterday morning's crime as they came to light throughout the day leave no doubt in anybody's mind that the work was done by the same hand which has decorated Whitechapel with a string of atrocities unparalleled in history. All the murders have been audacious". The murderer has in each case taken chances which would have frightened any ordinary assassin from his purpose. But yesterday's murder beats them all in this respect. The police were in front of him, behind him, and all around him. There were constables at least on watch within hearing of his victim's shriek, had his first blow failed. There was a lighted bedroom just above him, in which two people were going to bed, They were not loft from him when he struck. The woman was found lying diagonally across the narrow 4ft tide-walk on the left-hand side of Castle alley as you go in from Whitechapel road, this great thoroughfare being only 30yds away. She was dead, and the work of mutilation, interfered with by a singular circumstance, had begun when the murderer was warned by the approaching steps of Constable 272 H, and slipped up the alley and out into Whitechapel road through the dark narrow court. He must have gone this w»y, bseauso there was no other outlet without passing 272 H. And yet to go through this court and out into the street, he must have passed only a few yards—ten at most—from a constable stationed in front of the very buildings between which the court runs. At a quarter-past twelve Constable 42311 stopped under the very lamp-post by which the woman was found and ate his luncheoD. He was there perhaps ten minutes. Between twenty and twenty-five minutes past Constable 272 H came up from Wcntworth street on his regular patrol, going up the right side of the alley and coning back on the left. He passed out, and the alley was tenantless at half-past twelve. And yet at ten minutes to one, when he returned, the body lay there covered with blood, tho victim dead, and partially mutilated, with no trace whatever of the assassin. He had kept the same close watch on the patrol as he did in Mitre square. He took the same incredible chances, and succeeded in the same incredible way. The death was as absolutely silent as have been all tho rest. There was no sound even of conversation, because the words, unless voiced in a low tone, would have been heard by the people overhead. In all the annals of assassination as a fine art, there has been nothing to surpass this case. Upon discovering the hotly Constable 272 H called out Mr and Mrs Smith, of the Castle Alley Baths, whose room was just overhead. They had not gone to sleep, and were thunderstruck at the newa that a murder had been done alongside of them. Then the officer ran down Castle alley, and at its entrance into Old Cast'c street, a few yards distant, found Isaac Lewis Jacobs, a young man of twenty, who lives at 12 Castje place, close by. Jacobs had a plate in his hand, and said he had been sent by his brother for some cheese and pickle?. Tho constable took charge of him, the only person in the vicinity who appeared. He had been sounding his whistle vigorously, r.nd constables came running in from all quarters. Their number rapidly increased ; sergeants began to arrive, and inspectors from the Commercial street station, until there was a group of twenty. Orders were immediately given to search the alley, and half-a-dozen bulls eyes began to throw moving patches of light about the alley, above and below the scene. Both exits were guarded. They examined the whole placs microscopically. They peered under carts ar d into in barrels and behind them ; they searched the whole alley thoroughly, yet found not the slightest clue. It was evident at the outset that the murderer had gone into Whitechapel road and been lost in the crowd that fills the thoroughfare when the public houses close. Nevertheless, they searched. Every scrap of paper was picked up, but nothing having any relation with the assassin appeared. When the woman was lifted into an ambulance at two o'clock, there were found underneath her a short, broken-off clay pine, discolored by smoking, and a farthing. The sidewalk beneath her was also free from wet, indicating that she must have been killed before the rain began, and that set in sharply at twenty minutes to one o'clock. The pipe may or may not re the property of the murderer. The woman hersell was addicted to smoking, and was smoking at her lodging at 52 Gun street, a short distance away, before she went out. She left the pipe Bhe had been using, however, at the house, and went away without one. The one found was far from new, and was half filled with tobacco. Its stem is about 2in long. It is evident, therefore, that she must have either begged or borrowe 1 this pipe in her wanderings, or that it belonged to the murderer. So also with the farthing. They do not appear to have come from her pocket, as her pocket had not been disturbed. They are of the least possible value as clues, but they are as good as any clues that ever have been obtained to the identity of the Whitechapel fiend in his eight bloody crimes up to now. As the woman lay thero it became evident that "Jack the Kipper" had departed slightly from his previous methods. She had been struck from behind, like all the previous ones. But his method hitherto has been to stop the victim's mouth with his right hand, and with one heavy sweep draw the razor-like knife across the throat, severing the neck half through. It was clearly evident yesterday, however, both from the appearance of the skin and the character of the cut, that the knife had been plunged into the left side of the neck and then drawn backwards towards the back of the neck and the operator. The blow was a heavy one, and the blade severed both the jugular vein and the carotid artery, but the knife did not break the skin on the other Mde, It had been pressed toward the

hand as it was drawn out, the gash running toward the left ear. This shows clearly two things—the first being that the man stood behind her. The second is a bit of evidetca that may turn out to be very important. It is that the murderer is left-handed; no right-handed man culd by any possibility have made the wound that appeared. The woman lay on her back with her clothesdrawnnp aboutherhead, and partially tucked away under her left arm. Her left leg was straight and her right bent. When she was taken to the mortuary and closely examined the discovery was made that only the bluntness of the knife had prevented her from being as horribly dismembered as all tho other victims. There was one cut about four inches long running from a spot two inches to the right of the navel diagonally towards the left groin. It was not deep, and had not severed the abdominal wall. The strange fact appeared, however, that this cut was but one of at least twenty attempts. On both sides of it and all along the lateral line below the breast bone were scratches made with the point of a knife. Each one had been an attempt to make the one ripping cut which is familiar to the mortuary surgeon through all the other cases. The yielding skin or the bluntness of the knife had prevented the murderer from " getting a grip with the knife," this being the phraee which Whitechapel uses to describe tho fact. A blunt knife in " Jack the Ripper's " hands is a strange discovery. All the other deaths and the subsequent mutilation have been done with a blade with the edge of a razor, and this clearly established dulness of his weapon in this case may account for his having stabbed instead of gashing the neck of his victim as before. After the woman was taken to the mortuary in Old Montague street, to lie on the same slab and be subjected to the same examination as seven others before her, the question of her identity was the first one raised. She was a woman of medium height, well built, and weighed about 1401b. She has an abundance of auburn hair, which curled naturally in a fringe over her forehead. She had brown eyes, high cheekbones, a Roman nose, and had lost a front upper tooth and the tip of her left thumb. It seemed as if she must be quickly identified, as when this news crept out street, couit, and alley of Whitechapel held a group of excited and more or less terrified women, each with at least one baby in her arms, discussing the renewal of the atrocities. M'Cormack immediately identified the body as " Alice," and told the ' Herald' reporter the following story of her:—"l have been living with Alice between six and seven year.". She is forty years old. Her name is Alice Mackenzie. She comes from Peterborough. She was married there, I believe, and had a family, although she did not know what had become of her husband or the children. We have lived in the last six years at various lodging houses in Whitechapel. We were at 54 Gun street two years ago, for quite a while, but have not been there since. Until a month ago we have lived in a furnished room. My business is that of a porter. I have a barrow, and carry tailors' goods from one factory to another. Alice earned her money by doiug charing work in the houses of people who employed me, and for others. She never got her living in the streets. The only time she ever went with men was when she had had too much to drink. She was a very kind-hearted woman, and was very fond of children. Sho went away at half-past four o'clock yesterday. I gave her Sd to pay for our lodging and Is to do what sho liked with, but sho did not pay the rent. Sho must have bought c'rlnk v, ihj all of it. We had a slight tiff before she went. I was in bed at the time, as I always go to bed in the afternoon—l have to be up early, I was told this morning that she came back to the house at ten o'clock, and took a little blind boy for a short walk. After that she went av. ay again, and none of us saw her again until I saw her at the mortuary." l)r Phillip l ), the divisional surgeon, has a report to make, which may contain somo new details, but none of any great importance. He examined the body first in Castle alley by the light of the gas-lamp and the bull's-eye lanterns of the constables. He also made a post mortem examination at the mortuary. The body was examined for evidences of strangulation, which was an episode in one of the murders, but no evidence of it appeared in the present case. Nothing could more clearly iudicate tho cunning of the murderer than the selection of the locality. The alley, 100 yards long, is dark and encumbered by a mass of waggons and barrows, which formerly were stored in a yard in which excavations are £;oing on a few feet above. The police are absolutely without a clue. Inspector Reed so stated to a « Herald' reporter. The young man Jacobs, the only living person iu the vicinity of Old Castle street, was simply on an erraud, and was released directly. Three other men were arrested on suspicion during the early morning aud the forenoon, but were almost immediately released upon establishing their identity and their whereabouts at the hour of the murder. The search of the lodginghouses which followed close upon the discovery revealed nothing. Nobody bad come in or gone out within an hour who could in any way be connected with the tragedy. Up to a month ago two constables were nightly on watch in the alley, it being a likely spot for a murderer to select. Up to two weeks ago there was also a night watchman stationed in the alley by a man who owned a number of barrows stored there. The withdrawal of all these left the place free. There is nothing more for the police to work on at present than there was at the last murder on August 9, The murderer is cleirly a maniac, but so cool a one that he makes no mistakes and leaves no traces; and, furthermore, he is evidently without that sense of fear which leads to the detection of nine out of ten.

"Jack the Ripper" has sent several letters to the police lately, after a long cessation of those epistles. They were in the usual braggadocio form, and bore tho old signature. A letter was also received by Albert Brnckett, the leader of the Vigilance Committee movement, three weeks ago. All the letters stated that the author would begin work again in July. Now, for his eighth victim, the murderer returns to almost exactly the same point. Four of his victims he has struck down within a few yards of each other—all of them within a radius of a quarter of a mile. Uuder date London, July 22, a New York contemporary publishes the following : Curiously enough, an accurate description of Jack the Ripper has never been published. He was seen by two persons who know him a3 "The Ripper," and the information given by these to the police has been kept until today, when it was secured by the writer from one of the pair. The Rippe'rs first botched job was accomplished November 21, at 19 George street, Whitechapel. There he attempted to murder "Dark Sarah," but only succeeded in cutting her throit. The woman is unusually strong. Dark Sarah met him in a public house, and remembers him well. She was kept out of sight until the case was overshadowed by the Ripper's successful efforts at murder. Where she is now is not known. The other person who saw the Ripper is Frank Ruffell, driver of a greengrocer's waggon. He is a level-headed man of twenty-five. His identity is closely concealed by the police. Ruffell said: "On the morning when the trouble took place at 19 George street I was out with the van delivering coke to lodging houses, I was standing on the sidewalk in front of the house next to No. 19, on the Throwe street side. I was about ten feet from the door. A man came out of the door and walked rapidly towards me. He was about thirty years old. I could not tell what kind of business he did. He did not look like a gentleman. He had on a black diagonal suit of clothes, His hat was black—a round felt hat. His moustache was cut off square at the ends and it was neither very thick nor very thin, about medium. He was about 3in taller than I am. I am sft He had a straight nose of medium size. It did not turn up. It was just an ordinary nose. I did not notice his eyes particularly, but I should think from the color of his moustache that they were blue. When he came out of the door he was buttoning the top button of his coat. It was a cutaway coat. He had no collar on. He put his band up to his mouth, which was bleeding on the right side. As he passed me he looked at me with a sort of smile, and muttered a vilo remark, I said nothing, Just after he passed me ho

began to run. Then I heard a cry in 19, and saw a woman come down. She said to stop the man, and I started after him. By this time he had turned the corner and was out of sight. When I got to the corner I could not see him. He had time to reach Brick lane and turn the corner, but when we got there two policemen in front of The Bell said that they had not seen anybody. I think he must have turned down tho_ court, or he would have been seen. That is all I know about it."

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THE EIGHTH WHITECHAPEL MURDER., Evening Star, Issue 8000, 31 August 1889, Supplement

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