The lamented giant never rallied from the nervous shock which overtook
him a few days since. Although details are still a-wanting, we
understand that his head was seriously affected. Dr John Smith was in
attendance to the last. Further particulars, with an extra supplement
and portrait memoirs of the three giants, will be given in our next. In
order not to disappoint our readers and advertisers, the prices in each
department will be further doubled.
Departure.--John Smith, Esquire, M.D., has left Giants' Bay.
From the _Hue and Cry_, August 14th. Police Notice.
Whereas several persons have recently disappeared from the neighbourhood
of Giants' Bay, in the county of Cornwall, a reward of One Pound will be
offered to any person, not a principal, who shall give any information
leading to the detection of the aforesaid.
From the _Evening Tell-Tale_, August 6th.
Our special correspondent at Giants' Bay writes: "The excitement here is
unabated. All sorts of conjectures are afloat. General opinion seems
to connect the wholesale disappearance of tourists and the sudden death
of the three giants as parts of the fiendish scheme of some person
unknown. The miscreant is supposed to be interested in some other
watering-place.
"We have been fortunate enough to secure a personal interview with the
celebrated Dr John Smith, whose remarks--in view of his recent close
personal relations with the deceased giants--will be read with interest.
We found the youthful doctor enjoying a fragrant weed in the verandah
of his father's bijou residence in Scilly.
"`A beautiful day, doctor,' we said, taking the vacant seat beside him.
"`Is it?' replied he, placing his two feet in a graceful attitude on the
elaborately-polished balustrade of the balcony.
"`Heard of you at Giants' Bay,' we remarked, by way of leading up to the
subject. There was a pause, and then the doctor replied, `Oh!'
"`A strange affair the sudden mortality in that place, doctor.'
"`What about it?' was the unexpected rejoinder, as the man of physic
slowly assumed a standing attitude.
"He was dressed in a light check suit, which reflected considerable
credit on the provincial tailor who made it.
"`That's the question,' we replied, with a touch of humour.
"The doctor appeared to feel the heat, but presently recovered
sufficiently to call our attention to the peculiar make of his boots.
They were large, with flapped uppers and clumped soles, and c
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