The Rhode-Island Republican. [volume] (Newport, R.I.) 1809-1841, 1832-07-10
pitali'y was learned by all with sorrow
and Indignation.

ana Indignation.
"A dagger stepped in blood, had been
found by ahe velvet cap of the Spaniard.
and not far from it a hat ornan,snted
with plumes and clasp of gems, show
ed the recent traces of a man who seem.
cd to have sought safety in the direction
of the wood. The hat was Immediately
recognised as Edwards; and as he was
no where to be found fears we're enter
tained that he had been murdered with
his friend.
The terrified father mounted his
horse, and accompanied by a crowd of
I people, calling for vengeance swore
solemnly that nothing should save the
murderer, where he even compelled to
execute him with his own hands. We
may imagine the joy of the father, when
at break of day, Edward Lynch was
found under tree living, and although
covered with blood, yet apparently
without any dangerous wound. We
may imagine the shudder which ran
through the crowd-the feelings of the
son we cannot imagine, when restor-
ed to sense, he embraced his fathers
knees, declared himself the murderer Of
Gonsalvo, and earnestly implored IN
slant punishment. He was brought
home, bound tried before full assem-
bly, Of magistrates and condemned to
death by his own father. But the peo-
pie would not lose their darling. Like
the waves Of the tempest-troubled sea,
they filed the market-place and the
streets, and forgetting theAcrime Of the
son in the relentless justice Of the father
demanded with threatening cries the o.
pening of the prison and the pardon
of the criminal. During the night,
though the guards were doubled, it was
with great difficulty that the incensed
mob were withheld from breaking in.--
Towards morning, it was announced to
the mayor that all resistance would
soon be vain, for that part of the SOL
diers had gone over to the people ;-on-
ly the foreign guard held out-and all
demanded with furious cries the instant
liberation of tho criminal. At this, the
infiexible magistrate took resolution,
which many will call inhuman, but
whose awful selEconquest certainly
belong to the r9est examples Of social
firmness. Accompanied by priest, he
proceeded through a secret passage to
the dungeon OF his son and when, Will,
newly awakened desire Of life, excited
by the sympathy of his fellow citizens,
Edward sunk at his feet, and asked ca
gerly if he brought him mercy and par
don The old man replied, with an
unfaultering voice, "No my son, in this
world there is no mercy for you your
life is forfeited to the law, and at sun
rise you must die. One and twenty
years have prayed for your earthly
happiness-but that is pnssed-turn
your thoughts now TO eternity and if
there be yet hope, there. let ms now
kneel down together, and implore the
Almighty to grant US mercy hereafter
-but then l hope my son, though he
could not live worthy of his father, will
a; least know how to die worthy Of
him."
With these words he rekindled the
noble pride of the once daun.less youth,
and after short prayer, he surrendered
himself with heroic resignation to his
fathers pitiIess will. As the people,
and the greater part Of the armed men
mingled in their ranks, now prepared,
amidst more wild and furious menaces,
to storm the prison, James Lynch ap-
peared at lofty window his son stood
at his side, with a halter round his neck.
81 have sworn" exclaimed the inflex-
ible magistrate, ''that Gonsalvo's mur-
derer should die, even though ] must
perform the office of the executioncr
myself Providence has taken me at
my word and you. madmen ,learn from
the most wretched of fathers that moth
ing must stop the course of justice and
that even the ties Of nature must break
before it." While bespoke these words
ne made fast the rope to an iron beam
projecting from the wall, and now sud-
denly pushed his son out of the window,
ne completed his dreadful work. Nor
did he leave the spot till the last convul-
siye struggles gave certainty Of the death
of his unhappy victim. As if struck by
a thunder-clap, the tumultuous mob had
beheld the horrible spectacle in DEATH
like silence, and every man glided, as if
stunned, to his own house. From that
moment the mayor Of Galway resigned
all his occupations and dignities, aud
was never beheld by any eye but those
Of his own family. He never left his
house till he was carried from it to his
grave. Anna Blake died in convent.
Both families, in course of time. disap-
peared from the earth but the skull and
cross-bones still mark the scene Of this
fearful tragedy.
But a few minutes before the drop fell,