MELANCHOLY CATASTROPHE AT LITTLEHAMPTON
Two hundred men of the 21st Depot Battalion are receiving rifle instruction at the fort here. Last Wednesday, after the practice with the long Enfield at 400 yards’ range, the men were pointing their unloaded rifles and snapping caps at each other while the officers were engaged in comparing the register of the shots made with the target. One of the men, named Dockerell, when directed to unload had not done so, and, to conceal this, when ordered, as usual, to ground arms, had removed the cap. Forgetting – so we learn on inquiry -what he had done, he joined with his comrades in pointing his rifle at one of the groups who lay around, and having placed a cap on he directed his piece at a comrade named Cotton, who, with two others, Dwyer and Green, was present at the time. The rifle, of course, went off immediately, and the shot took effect on the right side of Cotton’s nose, carrying away part of his jawbone and passing out at the right side of his neck. Dwyer had moved a little on seeing the piece levelled, and thus he escaped, but the bullet, after passing through Cotton’s neck, entered Green’s throat, passing out at his mouth and taking with it several teeth and a portion of the jawbone. Green was not out of danger on Thursday evening last, and but slight hopes are entertained of the recovery of Cotton.