The Rhode-Island Republican. [volume] (Newport, R.I.) 1809-1841, 1832-01-03

deslsted, on my representing the dangE
which attended her attempts. Her niece also
seemed more dead than alive when she ac-
companied her aunt. Pritchard, however,
the faithful, attached Pritchard, often went to
and fro between Newgate and the house
where Mrs. Beauchamp lodged, two or three
times q day, so that they were thus enabled
to keep up q constant but sorfowful cores
pondence. Several members of the family
had hurried up to London the instant they re-
ceiyed intelligence Of the disastrous circum.
stances above detailed, and it was well they
did.--Had It not been for their affectionate
interference, the most lamentable consequent
ces might have been anticipated to mother,
niece and SON. !, also, at Mrs. Beauchamp's
pressing instance, called several times OH her
son, and found him, on each visit, sinking into
deeper and deeper dependency yet he
seemed hardly sensible ofthe wretched reality
of his misery. Many time when entered
the room, which was the most comfortable
the governor could supply him-I found him
seated at the table, with his head buried in
his arms, and ] was some times obliged 10
shake him, in order that might arouse him
from his lethsrgy. Even then he could sell
dom be drawn into conversation. When he
spoke Of his mother and cousin, It was with
an apathy which affected me more than the
most passionate lamentations.
Ibroaght him one day couple Of white
winter roses from his mother and Ellen, tell
ing him they were sent as pledges oflove and
hope. He snatched them out Of my hands,
kissed them, and buried them in bis bosom
saying, "Lie you there, emblems ofinnocence,
and blanch this black heart of mine if you
can! !'s shall never forget the expression,
ror the stern and gloomy manner with which
II was uttered. safe silent for some min.
utes.
"Doctor, Doctor, said he, hastily, placing
his hands on his breast, "They are-I feel
they are thawing my frozen feelings !--they
are softening my hard heart oh God, mer-
cfui God, am becoming human again!' ~ He
looked for me with aRAagerness and vivacity
TO which he had long been stranger. lie
extended to me both his hands ; clasped
them heartily, and he burst into tears. He
wept aloud and long.
"The light Of eternal truth breaks in upon
me Oh my God, hast thou then not forgot
ten me ?" He fell down on his knees, and
continued, "Why what wretch--what a
monster have beenl" He started to his
feet. All, ha I've been in the lions den, and
am plucked out of ~ saw that his heart
was overburdened, and his head not yet clear
ed. said therefore little, and let him go on
by fits and starts.
"Why, I've been ell along in dream !!
Henry Beauchamp In Newgate! On a
charge Of murder, Frightfulw He shud
dered. "Andmy mdher-my blessed moth
er!--where-how is she Her heart bleeds
but no--no--no, il il not broken!--and EI-
len -Elen"---After several short
chokng sobs, he burst again into torrent OF
tears. / strove to soothe him, but "he would
not be comforted." "Doctor, say nothing to
console me Don't, don't, or ] shall go.msd.!
Let me feel all my guilt; let II crush me, r
My time being expired, rose and bade
him adieu. He We ~ musing mood, as Il
he were striving, NTH painful ehort, to pro
pose some subject b his thoughts-to keeE
some object before tis mind-7but could not
promised to call sgain, between then ant
/. the day Of his trial, which was but week OIL
The excruciatingnnxiety endured by these
unhappy ladies, Mrs. Beauchamp and hel
niece, as the day oltrial approached--w
the life or death ofone in whom both the
souls were bound pp, must be decided on
Ldefies description. I never saw it equalled
To look on the settled pallor, the hollow bag
gard features, the luivering limbs OF Mrs
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ed like one in the palsy. All the soothing
: as well as Strengthening medicines, which al
my experience could suggest, were rendered
unavailng to such o .'mind diseased" {,
"raze" such "writteD sorrow from the BRAIN
Ellen, too, was wasting by her side to mer
: shadow. She had written letter after lette
to her cousin, and tie only answer she re
ceived was,--
> cousin Ellen How can yoj, how dar
you, write to such wretch as--Henry Beau
champ!"
These two lines almost broke the poor girl
heart.-What was 4 become of her? Ha
she clung to her cousin through guilt an
through blood, and did he now refuse to low
her, or receive her proffered sympathy
She never wrote again to him. till her aun
implored, nay, commanded, her 10 write, 70
the purpose Of inducing him to see them,
they called He was inhexible. Expostula
ton was useless. He turned out poor Pri,
chard, who had undertaken to plead thei
cause, with violence from his room. Wheth
er he dreaded the effects Of such an interview
on the shattered nerves, the weakened fran
of his mother and cousin, or feared that hi
own fortitude would be overpowered, or de
barred himself Of their sweet but sorrowft
society, by way of pennnee, know not, bl
he returned an unwaveripg denial to ever
such application. think the last mentione
was the motive which actuated him: for
said to him, on one occasion, swell, bu
Beauchamp suppose your mother should d'
before you have seen her, and received he
forgivenessi" He replied sternly, swell,
shall have deserpedi it." ! could account fc
his feelings without referring them to suller
ness or obstinacy. His heart bled at ever
pore under the unceasing lashes Of remorse
On another occasion, he said TO me, at woul
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