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This account was a new one on me. This identifies Jack as a Norfolk medic who fell on hard times and was run over by a heavy van. I'll have a look to see if any relevant inquest report can be found but it is vague about the timing of the man's death, saying it was a winter's night after the last murder...
If anyone can throw any light on this account I'll be very grateful
Chris
West Australian
9 June 1892
THE END OF JACK THE RIPPER
The London correspondent of the Dublin Evening Press gives an extraordinary account of the career and death of a man believed by the police to be "Jack the Ripper." Some years ago (says the correspondent) there resided in a country village in Norfolkshire a medical man who was much respected, and who enjoyed an extensive practice. A woman of respectable appearance came to reside in the village, no one knew whence or for what purpose. She became acquainted with the doctor, and gained such an inflience over him that he neglected his practice, and eventually became so heavily involved that he suddenly disappeared to avoid his creditors. It was known that he came to London, that his evil companion abandoned him, and that he was picking up a precarious existence by scavenging and other odd jobs in Whitechapel. That he was in that district during the murders is certain, and that he was almost continually drunk is also equally true. Late one winter's night, after the latest murder ascribed to Jack the Ripper was committed, he was thrown out of a low public house in the East End, and run over by a heavy goods van. He was taken to a hospital, and died without regaining consciousness. Since then there have been no murders, nor any of that character which made Whitechapel notorious, expected in the future.
If anyone can throw any light on this account I'll be very grateful
Chris
West Australian
9 June 1892
THE END OF JACK THE RIPPER
The London correspondent of the Dublin Evening Press gives an extraordinary account of the career and death of a man believed by the police to be "Jack the Ripper." Some years ago (says the correspondent) there resided in a country village in Norfolkshire a medical man who was much respected, and who enjoyed an extensive practice. A woman of respectable appearance came to reside in the village, no one knew whence or for what purpose. She became acquainted with the doctor, and gained such an inflience over him that he neglected his practice, and eventually became so heavily involved that he suddenly disappeared to avoid his creditors. It was known that he came to London, that his evil companion abandoned him, and that he was picking up a precarious existence by scavenging and other odd jobs in Whitechapel. That he was in that district during the murders is certain, and that he was almost continually drunk is also equally true. Late one winter's night, after the latest murder ascribed to Jack the Ripper was committed, he was thrown out of a low public house in the East End, and run over by a heavy goods van. He was taken to a hospital, and died without regaining consciousness. Since then there have been no murders, nor any of that character which made Whitechapel notorious, expected in the future.
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