Anti-slavery bugle. [volume] (New-Lisbon, Ohio) 1845-1861, 1846-10-02


to his execution. lie was found with one Of
his legs released from tho letters, having
s~killfully employed a file for that purpose,
he had concealed on his person.
Though still bound TO the iron bar which
the dungeon, he flung himself on
the turnkey, seized the massive keys, struck
him on the held, and dashed him against the
wall outside. He then locked the door and
himself up in the cell. Tho officers Of
the prison, the Judge and chaplain inplored
him to cease such ruthless resistance and 10
oDon the door, or pass the keys through the
grating. lie refused, and uttered against
them the most horrid imprecations. Ablack-
smith was called to undo the lock, but did
not succeed, its massive strength resisting all
his efforts. Half a dozen strong men then
tried to break open the door with crowbars
and heavy pieces of timber. They succeed
ed, and the door fell in fragments. The fury
Of the criminal then rose to its height. He
placed himself behind a strong beam VIII ich
went across the upper part Of the doc. on the
inside, and, brandishing tho formidable key,
actually broke the head Of the first man who
attempted to effect an entrance. The woun-
ded man was dragged out by his legs by his
comrades. Tho others tried to enter in a
body, but it was impossible; the door way
was too narrow. For more than a quarter of
an hour he kept them al bay, and answered to
the entreaties Of the officers and the prayers
of the priest with the most awful blasphe-
mics and the most disgusting obscenities.-
He then flung the keys at their heads with
his utmost force, and severely wounded two
persons.
Seeing all the ontreaties useless, a party Of
soldiers was called 10 the spot. The officer
Of the guard once more summoned him to
| surrender, but he replied with the grossest
ribaldry and the most insulting gestures, and
bowling defiance TO tho whole garrisor.-
The soldiers were ordered to load their mus
ke.s. While they were doing so he wounded
, the officer with a piece Of limestone. The
priest, seeing that he was about to be shot
down like a wild beast in his den, entreated
the mon 10 fro low, so as to disable, but not
10 kill him, in order that acme chance might
yet remain of repentance. A shot was fired,
but it missed him.. The rulinn fell Ick to a
dark corner of the dungeon, as far as his
chain permitted, and from thence flung stones
and pieces of mortar at his asslulters. An
other shot was fred through the grating, and
broke his leg. This rendered him savage
beyond all description. He beloved, and
| howlcd, and foamed in rage; and still, drag
| EllL / bllldSIth hllh blfVhlll1 llillb dlOiiSf
flung missiles at the soldiers, who did not
dare TO venture into the darkness of the dun
! geon. a third shot was fired, and his right
shoulder was broken. The arm fell ~lifeless
by his side, and he lay on the ground.
IIo called out that he surrendered, but on
" because he could no longer resist. They
entered, and he was dragged along the floor,
bathcd in his blood. As they were in the
act Of replacing the broken fetter, he collect
cd his remaining strength, and with his left
hand struck the turnkey with the iron on his
head, and laid him at his feet. Throe or four
men threw themselves on him, and complete
ly mastered him. He was then removed to
the condemned chapel, after the sentence had
been duly notified. He was subsequently
visited by the priest, who employed every
effort, but in vain, &c bring hin. to a sense o.
his condition. His excavations and prayers
were replied 10 with the filthiest obscenity
and the most horrid execrations. To the
last moment he continued the same: and ever
on the scatfold, seated on tho fatll chair,
with the cold instrument Of death about tC
clasp his bare neck, he shouted to the horri.
fed crowd about him curses and imprecation:
on God and man
land yet that being once slept the sleep o
innocence upon his mothers breast. Iii,
lisping words, and the %artless gamboIs of hi.
childhood filled her soul with pleasure ant
made her eye brighten with joy. Whatd es
troyed his likeness unto those of whom the
kingdom Of heaven is composed1 VIVA
quenchod tho pure flame Of innocenco in his
bosom, and lighted up in his soul tho luriC
fires of holll Men tell us of total dspravity
Of the human heart being desperately wicked
whatever truth there may be in thia, W,
know full well that Patino would nevc
have become what he was, had society dom
its part. Like ever begots like; and had tn
poor outcast been treated as an erring broth
er, had his errors been pointed out while hi
necessities were relieved, Pdtino would hav
> been less blood thirsty, and Spain less gull
, ty.-Edrs.]