The Statesman.
London, England, 1821-11-09 00:00:00

The wont of all crimes is CRUILTY. Curse on your
mighty moral gentry, who are for ever on the scent for
Mow ; whose virtue is persecution, sad whose triumphs
are—LEGAL SACRIFICES. _ _

. The uproar your English moralist has made about—
" CHARACTER," has been at last the destruction of ALL
character ; all confidence ; and with all confidence, all
society is over in this once confiding and once generous
country. So when rages the plague, every creature
shuns the other ; and the hale and the sick are exactly in
the same predicament, equally destitute.
A taste for prosecution seems to be quite an English
propensity, for almost every creature in London seems
as it were a voluntary spy. If a stranger but look at
the window of a jeweller, a dozes officious neighbours
are watching him in ambush. iJ one person waits it
the corner of a street for another, passing strangers will
as if by sympathy, point him out to each other, and
" wonder what he's doing." if a man saunter or muse
in a field, he's plotting a robbery, or he's afraid to be
seen in the streeb. If he walks on the banks of a canal,
or within view of a pond or a basin, he's meditating
suicide. la fact, every passer-by becomes sentinel on
him, and the first surrealists of their ungenerous minds
is to seek for an " engem" who is ALWATiI " by acci-
dent passing by", so very apropos.
To those humane and honourable gentlemen, whose
propensity is PROSEctrnow, whose morality is always
ready to volunteer against, and never for, the life and
happiness of their fellow creators; who translate every
thing they cannot comprehend, according to their own
filthy imaginations, and who give THEIR opinions as
proofs, I dediCate the following story.
The misled son of a worthy and respectable widow
was indicted fur a forgery, with very little hopes of his
escaping conviction.
A day or two before the time appointed for the trial
of this unfortunate young' man, be died suddenly. A
coroner's inquest was held, and the verdict pronounced
was, that tie had Died by .
.the Visitation of God !
The crowd ab.out the prison door, which was: ac-
cordiagto law, thrown open daring the
•attracted.the attestiup of as escilleacmivrin. *bps by
acchlopteseae passiocky. He imprirodiwbavisisdinit'
penk Is 4 wp.s fucreeds sites .which inOstvhd..
entered at the very moment the friends of the deceased
were about to remove the body of the youth to the

With amazement, the surgeon hurried on his night
gown, asked a few stammering questions, rummaged for
a lancet, and snatching the candle from the hands of his
pupil, crept tip-toe to the lecture room, as the lad hoped
to perfect the recovery of the wretched patient, who now
breathed aloud. But instead of assisting, he beheld his
master—with horror beheld him, plunge his lancet into
a particular/vein, and let out the struggling life for ever.
After this midnight—this monstrous tragedy, the
murderer retired to his bed with as much tranquillity as
if be bad saved a life, not taken one—the poor appren-
tine to his apartment overwhelmed with horror and af-
fliction.
As immediate change took place in the spirits of the
apprentice; be was dark and surly to his master ; pre-
viously disobedient—at last insolent; his health too was
gone, lie came or staid away as be pleased. The master
grew suspicious, conscious guilt had whispered the caul
At length the young man absented altogether, an
omen too fatal to be disregarded; but before the villain
could provide for his escape he was arrested ; on a charge
of murder preferred by the lad. He was tried, HANGED
sal GISOZTTED.

The innocent witness of this cruel deed had not been
able to conceal the secret that bad preyed upon his con-
science, be confessed it to his family and they insisted
on his prosecuting.
Let WONDER now behold the work of RETRIBUTION,
and let ltdmance be ever after silent. The man, for
whose murder this wretch was executed, was the VERT
TOOTH, the scidoss's luckless son, who eight years before
he had, by his officious cruelty consigned to trial, and
who, though then acquitted, Now fell a sacrifice to legal
justice. So was the curse fulfilled. “ May you die
the death of a MURDICRER.", He died for the murder of
the very man who uttered it.

Blush at your rigour, Moralists ; had that unfortunate
youth escaped the disgrace of a public trial, he might
have returned with gratitude to virtue, and might have
die& an honourable death. Oh no, officious cruelty
*mild not let him escape. But editions cruelty met the
planiehmmst it imerred; the mine it incurred by this
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