The Dorset County Express and Agricultural Gazette.
Dorchester, Dorset, England, 1868-12-22 00:00:00

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Tug WrLta YUMA& —Aker a two days' trial, before
Mr. Baron Chennell, and a eonsultetion by the jury for
three hours. Ro:ert Sweet aid Withal! Biegrove were
found guilty of murdering a savvy named Cornish, at
Wells, end they were untamed ti death. All the
circumstances pointed to Sweat ea the murderer, but,
strange to say, Negroes hes confessed he alone oornm itted
the crime. Here is his °patient in full
"Somerset Prison, Tenneco, 16th December, 1868.
" William Biegrove, • Convict under sentence of death
for murder says—" I desire to state I done the murder
I went to the river and pieced up the stone. I brought
It over end threer'd it on the men's head. I picked three
pence oat of his pocket. Sweet had nothiog to do with
it. I don't know that he know I done it, I never said
nothing to Lim orb. to me. I cant my if be see me
done it bet he never help did it, I throw'd the stone
back over the fiver over the beige just where I told the
Policeman. I should not like for Sweet to have to suffer
form.. I was very woes for beer. I had hese all day
drinking. I went with the woman but I doot believe
she knew anything about it. When I laid down neer
the man the woman said I would not ley down there for
a gold watch. Alter I laid down I went to sleep— when
I waked up I was going ars) but something seemed to
tell me I must murder that man and then I went Ova'
! to the river and found the stone end brought it over on
my head and I thrown it down on the man's bead. I
believe it was twice or three times—which, lain not
prepared to nay but it wee more than once I throw it on
his head. I throved the eon. away. I turned round
end steed there. Somethiag came into my mind to we
If be had any money about him. I went round and put
my hand in his pocket and found threepence. I stood
there eibit—it was not long. I can't lay how long I
looked on the man. While I looked on the man the
Policeman came fend looked over the gate. Whatever
made me do iii can't think. It was not for money. I
hid eo thought of money. I can't think why I done it.
" t 'the mark of WILLIAtt Bisosovt. Taken before
me, W. 0411[ZLY, Governor Somerset County Prison,
Taunton. Witness, Hagar BERRY, Deputy-Governor.
Marrows has sent the following letter to his brother:
—"Taunton Prison, Des, 16.—My dear Brother.—l
am sorry ti say that Ima sentenced to death. lam
also sorry to tell you it wes• parcel of lies! told you in
ithepton Mallen prison. lent guilty, and am sorry to
own it. I would like yo., my deer brother, to have
sty elothes that erect Chariton. I desire that is...
•
may have toy watch, but N you think proper you can
keep It. I em not sore that 1 gave my Bib 6 to Eliza-
beth Jones; but I would lite you ii have it if possible,
and keeo it for my mike ; also to get the hair that is at
Isaac Jones's and keep it. I would like to see any of
you if you can some to see me. Tell Hannah if she
cannot come I shall never nee her again in this world,
but we shall meet again in Heaven. Read this letter
to my mother, and tell her not to fret, is 1 shell meet
her again in the next world. I hope you will all forgive
me for disgracing you, but I sincerely hope you will all
meet it as firmly u you out, timeline in God for his
support. lam pretty well in health, considering the
position and plane I occupy. My kind love to my
mother, to yonreelf,Sersh Ann and the child, to Hannah,
to fuse end Hlisebstli Jones, and James Wiisombe
and his wile; tell them all if they cannot come to me
me to write to me. You yourself write back as soon
as ever you can end let me know how my mother takes
this unfortunate affaLr.—l remain, your affectionate
but unfortunste brother, Pro WILLIAM Briminove, W.
Stevens, schoolmaster, Tanaka Prison.

Porown Lirgiatung.—The fine number of a new
penny serial, entitled "The Crimes of the Arista:ram"
gives the beginning of a Lie which, mending to the
allurements of the title-page, is to consist of • series of
"strange event., undiscovered murders, and other
crimes, compiled from importerit document. stolen
from among the privets papers of His Royal Highness
the Prince Consort, upon the night of the 14th
of December 1861, by • footman in bet Illsjesty'a
service l'' "It nun be true," the poor halteduested
shop-boys and work-girls, for whom snob rile trash is
intended, will my, "I see It is • book ;" for of Doane,
ncording to their notion, the scribe who, with suet
ostentateous honesty, oorifesses that the documents
were /Mins, would—like Jask Shepherd in the novel—
never stoop to tell • ii." But the title-page of this
extravagant hotch-poteki of atuleeity, indemnify, and
stupidity, mingled with • very strong dash of bed
grammar and bed spelling, is mild as Dutch cheese to
the matter of the work itself —the kindly object at
shioh is (es the honor loving authority explains Ins
high-flown digreseics) "to display, in all It. revolting
" she/nines', the niter life of the rich," and "with •
fearless hand osin ends the glitter" (though we ale
afraid the theatrical gentlemen will lind this casting
aside
,glitter rather herder labour then be has • mind
for), 'and tinsel which surrounds (rig) "the modern
gilded self celled 'society ," whilst, • few page
On, we are informed, with the same contemptuous
di:regard of the Queen's English—which ii probably
regarded me_turt of the aristonstic institutions of the
eountry—" Vise end Sin, of the most molting
=tint" (they like it revolting, lays the wetter to
es he pens the phases), "is Reeled openly
moos our •ristocesce—to which in or ardour, we
amino* heap exaniming." Is they
_r The " introduction"
to the tete nouns us that in Windsor Castle there Is
"a OW (sic) of rooms," formerly occupied by the
Prime Conlon, "the mistime* of which is known to
none, hut the an-Initlatoa." Now, in on. teenier of one
of thee rooms, according to the prolog-in to the story,
Morels en Indian cabinent," and in" the bustle and
oonfueon atteadent (sic) on the death of the Prince"
this mbinet, we are informed, was broken open and
sward " very valuable dominate were abstracted"
—doesmenta, indeed, "manning secrets and informa-
tion erecting not only the honour, but the lih, 0 soon
of Entisiod's proudest and most etristoernie nobles!"
Three • very valuable documents" ultimately came. of
Donna, into the possession of the moat learned sad
punctilious editor, through the instrumentality of one
Joseph Lexinor, " Cominiadou Agri, lied formerly
footman in her Ksjesty's serene, who is made to
confer, is articulo mortis, that be had stolen them.
On reeding over these private papers, however, the
mareenimous author declares be found " soh •
Asada mass at turpitude Ind bare before the
T. 0..” that bidet...0..4-0n borelogithena fortherin
one would probably lumen& Bat not the Waco s
1 peiciotic soul determined nether to "let the peon
I ome awns of the (aperient lives of our ot
11 (namely expose them se they are f orog .....,
1 the
weekly,
and high-raiaded patriot Proceeds to
mkt
the mid "fury valuable" and " mot
documents, for the low charge of one penny. Wass's
to the isigistion of the reader the kind of dent with
which this musational writes este his PIMP% On
rsisling It re are inclined to mkt should el mseh
.tormoatie-like rhodoniontede and coulees' u this
foil within the wholesome mete of "Lord Campbell's
Act"? And yet, on redaction, It is better, perhaps,
that the wretched little woulAbe Bohemia/a of the
Sayan Dine who penned the rebid and prurket rubbish
should be allowed to linger on In_ the garret gloom of his
own obscuity rather thm be dragged forttlato all th•
Illustrioustees of legal martyrdom. Buoli reeks are bat
the neoseury oonannences of haitednostigl the people.
As yet we have taught the majority of the mass to reed
and write only; but reading and writhe an no more
education than • knife and fork ere • goal dinner ,• sad
the knife fiat Is intended to out food new be used es •
weapon o! detraction also. We &odd remember'
moreover, that the vices of the &Akashi* elesees
naturally have • downward tendeerft .
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.fla ea"
indecencies of the billet, which the blawl Awbatiate of the
Italian Otero have long sines lost allesst kw, bays but
recently retched the abyss of the maitivballe, where the
semileide telights of the "poetry ce motion' art tow
nightly gland over by a popular sadism.* edema
with the idditlonal stimulus of gin sod weber ILIA
tobacco. Author, the delirium of SS*. Isbise ki •
few yeas ego was limited to the swill 'Mambo' of
the "Comet," has now elloseded is the Innen Mr%
and bobtail haunting the "rube end the " &robes nil
the "ring," (he the °beim hi • pool, bee so swollen end
swollen, Mat the whole it the Mee social peddle •••
become r,4over with the wild commotion, And
even IS GM Waal seitements to be obtained from
the edam aid a half sovel have now, thanks to the
author of the " Wens= of the Gout," and 'Millar
writer', gravitated to the depths of the Dials, so that
the worn-out ism es she rests In ber bed on the
Sunday, may, like the belle of Belgravia lolling on hi r
couch on a week-dey, know the &asp &erns of startling
surprises,
ymed of lom end murder, I=l
inf an until sholmeomes letelleetnelly I
with tbe drift-shields' of roman's.
There is but one &Slots for ell thle=maid that Ii
the education oil the taste of (be pep* i int swill the
meals' palate be tree& like the moral one, to CS
=rgoog from hod, eite basialselion of the &WS l•
arely sub bathe ease as Potting • rues In the
hands of a mad-mea--10 give ilte pear wildheals the
, awl al Mlles hie oft Omsk