New-York daily tribune. [volume] (New-York [N.Y.]) 1842-1866, 1845-07-17

yvman visited the prisoner The boy looked paler
thinner-no more. There was no softness IN his
ewes no appealing glance Of hope but fixed and
stubborn look OF inquiry. he did n know nothing
Of what the parson had TO Say. and he did II want
to be bothered. II wac all CANNON" These were
the words OF the boy felon. ihen-such was the hu-
maniiy OF the law poor law what long homage
Of discretion has II passed then within day
span Of the grave.
As the hour OF death approached the clergyman be
more a,sduous ierveni. nay, passionate IN Ms
appeals to the prisoner who still strengthened MN
self in opposition to his paror. Ny dear boy
nv poor chid-mi-erable helpless creature the
grave j. open before you-the sky j. opening above
you Die without repentance, and yOu Will pass
into the grave and neyer-never know immortal
blessings Your soul viii perish-perlsh as have
told yOu-in fire, In fre eternal
It Giles swayed his head to and fro. and with a
sheer asked hat : the good o all this Have ut
YOU told me 90 Mister, aein and agin ?"
The ordinary groaned almost in despair, yet still
renewed his task The heavens, tell you. are
opening for you repent my child repent poor
boy, and you viii be an immortal spirit welcomed
by millions OF angels.
81 Giles looked with bitter incredibly at his
spiritual teacher. Well If all that's true he
said il isn't 20 hard TO be hanged. arier all But
don't think the nobs like me 50 well. a. 70 send me
to sch place that
Nav. my poor boy said the ordinary, you
will not cannot understand me until you pray.
Now. kneel-my dear child, knee and let Us pray
together saying this. the ordinary TELL upon MS
knees but ST Giles. folding his arms so planted
himself as TO take tirmer root of the ground and
80 he stood with moody. determined looks, whilst
the clergyman-touched more than was his wont
poured forth passionate prayer that the heart OF
the Young sinner might be soitcned that II might
be turned from into flesh, and become CRATE
lu sacrifice to the throne o; God And whilst this
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prison-cell, he for whom the prayer was formed,
seemed TO grow harder more obdurate. with every
syllable. Still he refused 10 bend his knee at the
supplication Of the clergyman but stood eyeins
him with mingled look of increduliiy, defiance,
and contempt God help you-poor lost lamb
cried the ordinary, as he rose.
Now, ] hope we shall have no more o that, was
the only answer of It Giles.
The ordinary about 10 quit the cell, when the
door opened, aid the governor of the Jail, at
tended By the head turnkey, entered. cd" My dear
sir, | am glad TO find You here said the governor
to the ordinary. " | have pleasing duty TO per
form: a duty that know it will delight you to wit
ness The ordinary glanced at paper held by the
governor his eyes frightened and clasping his
hands, be icrvenrly uttered" Thank God -
The governor then turned TO ST Giles. who sud
denly looked anxious and restless. Prisoner he
said. d" ii is my happiness 10 inform you that his
gracious Majesty has been Incredibly pleased TO
spare your life. \ gu Will not suffer with the IN
fortunate men tomorrow. You understand me,
boyr-for ST Giles looked suddenly stupefed-
YOU understand me. that the good King, whom
you should pray for, has, in the hope that you
will turn from the wickedness Of your ways, deter
mined to spare your life You will be sent out of
the country and time given You that, if you pro
perly use, will make You good and honest man.
st Giles made no answer, but irembled violently
from head to foot. Then his face flushed red as
flame, and covering it with his hands, he fell upon
his knees, and the tears streaming through his
fingers. Pray with me pray for me he cried
in broken voice. TO the ordinary.