London, Sept. 8.
The horribly mutilated body of a disreputable woman was found early this morning in the yard attached to a common lodging house in Spitalfields. The throat was cut from ear to ear, the body ripped open, the bowels and heart were lying on the ground, and a portion of entrails were tied around the neck.

This is the fourth murder of a similar character that has been committed recently in the neighborhood. All the victims were women of the lowest character. The author of the atrocities remains undiscovered, and the excitement in the immediate vicinity borders upon panic.

The three awful murders which preceded this last one occurred one after the other in quick succession, and were alike in circumstances and horrible detail of atrocity. The murders in every case have been committed at night, the assassin leaving no trace by which an intelligent clew to his identity could be traced. Suspicion, however, has been directed to a fellow who passes in the neighborhood by the sobriquet of "Leather Apron," but who has not been seen or heard of by the police. "Leather Apron" is a low, ill conditioned fellow, who is at one time believed to have followed the occupation of a cobbler. He is described as a very large man, of repulsive mien, who keeps out of sight as much as possible, and who, when he appears abroad, walks with a catlike tread, making no noise, and exhibiting a desire to avoid observation.

The consternation occasioned by this fourth and last murder is simply indescribable. Nothing save the subject of the tragedies is discussed in the neighborhood of their occurrence, and the women are afraid to venture out after dark.

The series of murders constitutes the most astounding tragic mystery that anyone in London can remember.