The Sun.
London, England, 1819-08-07 00:00:00

words :

" August 5, 1819.
" HENRY—Yon no doubt will he offended at toy writing.
to }'on—one that I have used so ill ; but believe me I have
considered of my crimes and will repent if possible. Oh,
Henry, I have suffered more than I can tell you in crossing
the seas ; there was nothing but storms and trouble, and the
ship was lost. But you, perhaps, already know thdt I have put
my trust in Gad for safety in crossing them again, and have
got safe to England once more to throw myself at your
feet and implore your pity, if you cannot pardon me.
But oh ! for one moment consider before my doom is
fixed. Indeed, I am penitent and sorry for my sins,
and hope you will bear my prayer for mercy, as well
as that God which I have offended. But it my story
-was told by any other than me, you would see what a villains
he was. If you find you cannot forgive—but, oh ! that
thought makes roc tremble; do not let my dear father and
mother know you have heard of me, for that would bring
their trouble afresh to their minds (that is, if their lives
are spared), and I hope I have not got that to answer for.—
All I wish is, to pass the remainder of my (lays in obscurity,
or in the workhouse if you think proper, or in any other
place. Do not desert me for God's sake—do not. I have
come from America, landed oil Tuesday morning, and at
night left Liverpool, and this morning got to the Saracen's
Head, Saow-hill, where I shall await your answer with the
greatest distress. If you please to let me have sortie of tit*
cloathes I left, as I have not a gown to wear. Oh ! Henry,
think welt before you say what shalt be my fate—only
ask your own heart--'-do not tell any body that you know of
my being in England; but think what a journey for a lone
woman to take. Ido not know when you will get this; but
if you can, let me know to-night what is to tie my
deed, I will lie content on bread and water if I can but obtai►
your forgiveness. Oh ! Henry, be not deaf to my prayers. I
know it is a crime. • I have often heard you say you never
would forgire—only write to say you will pardon me, and di>
what you like after ; but do not let any of my friends know
that I have wrote to you—grant me that request if you can-
not grunt any more--let me know, fur I had only two pounds
dye shillings to bring me to London.
" One o'Clock. " MARIA STENT."
Hodson also produced the knife with which the
bloody deed was committed ; it ' was one of the
common sticking knives for killing calves, ,and
was covered with blood up to the hilt ; the point
and time edge appeared turned, as it it had struck
against a bone,•the woman having been stabbed
in time side and stomach before time witness got
into the room.

On the prisoner being taken to the Compter, he
asked for pen and.paper, anti wrote a note' to his
sister ; this vas taken to her by, Hodson, but he
thought. it right to bring the note b:•-sk after she
had read it. The note was then produced, and
read as follows :
" DEAR. ELIZA—I have been to the Saracen's Head and
seen Maria, and from what has passed httween us I ant now
in Giltspur-street Compter. I
mu,t leave it to you to -breal:
the •matter in the beat way you can to our dear father and
mother. HENRY STENT."
On the other side was written—
" I have stabbed her, but would not put that on the other
side, fur fear of shocking you too suddenly. It is of Ito use
to comic to-night, as you cannot be admitted, but I shall be
glen to see some of you in the morning."
This being the whole of the evidence at present
to be produced, the prisoner was asked it he
wished to say any thing for himself ? on which he
b,,wed respectfully to the Alderman, and simply
replied. ".No, Sir." Ile was then remanded tilt
Monday next, and was conveyed back to the
Comptcr in a coach, accompanied by his brother
and his cousin.