Vermont watchman and State journal. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1836-1883, 1848-07-27

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daged, and his face drawn aside with agony,
man was laid, SO frightiully like him we
had heard sentenced to death but the day
before, that we started as if his spirit had
met our gaze. Bending over the bed, her
face hidden in the pillow, was a young girl,
apparently about eighteen years of age
She never raised her head on our entrance,
but as Mr. Roberts passed round to the side
Of the dying man, she looked iearfully up
into his face, revealing, as she did so, her
own, of such great beauty that l have sell
dom seen its equal.
will he de- she asked, in voice of
agony.
"'I In less than four hours, fear-prob-
ably before morning"
"'Oh, no, no, no oh, sweet Mother,
no l-unconfesseJ, without a priest, and
this terrible weight upon his soul Oh, sir.
save him for his souls sake arouse him !
Philip, Philip and she tossed her long
ringets back, and placed her fair hands,
upon which we now saw the marriage ring
gittering, on each side of her husbands
head, and kissed him. He stirred family.
Philip, do you hear me! Annie-it is
Annie: shall l speak do you know what
| say may telI-p He moved his lips.
Bless you! God absolve and bless you'll
she exclaimed then turned to us with the
grace of princess.
Gee I do not understand the forms of law
well, she said, but you will instruct me.
This man is my husband he has been gull
ty of a great crime, known only to myself
+ and one other for this deed another man
is condemned to die. He came here to-day
to make the prisoners innocence known;
but the horse that brought us reduced him
to the state you see. He is perfectly sensi-
BILE, believe; is he not, sir ? Ito Mr. Rob
erts,) and God and our Blessed Lady will
give him strength to sign the confession |
: shall make for him. His name is Murray
Philip Murray illegtimate son of the late
| Colonel Wharton, by a most cruelty deceiv-
r ed mother, who, though her marriage had
, been a secret one, till within week of her
death believed herself his welded wife, and
, Philip his heir. knowledge of the truth
killed her fierce hatred sprang up between
the father and his ill-used son, and they
rarely met There is no need to tell you
the evil habits the deserted one fell into
the dead whom God absolve has these to
answer for but six months since we were
f married-U am Catholic land from that
: day he has striven to reform. An opportu-
r nifty of settling well abroad opened to us,
and Philip wrote to his father, requesting
4 the means of doing so. No answer came;
I and he resolved to come here and see him.
I Borrowing a keepers dress, that he might
!. be unnotced if seen in the park, he went
f there to meet the Colonel-he did so-and
angry words passed between them, all which
Philip bore till the cruel old man spoke vile
h words of his dead mother, swearing no child
d of hers should have help from him and
). raising his arm furiously to strike his son,
h that son, in the impulse of ungovernable
r passion, swung round the gun he held, and
!. his father fell dead at his feet. He fled
:, and in our first terror (for he told me ally
d we left the country, and knew nothing OF
o. subsequent events; but when he heard that
r. Mr.. Wharton was accused, and likely to die,
v he returned at once, and would have con-
o fessed all to save him, had it not been for
n this accident. Now, gentlemen, put this
10 into what language you will, only make the
T. truth evident; let my husband be spared the
II guilt of another mans blood, and God will
IT strengthen his hand to sign it,
m ave did so quickly; for by the grey
Of shade gathering over the tortured face, We
in saw death was coming; and after a revivine
e. draught given by the surgeon, he rallied
n sufficiently to hear the dispositions read, anc
re sign them,
as GA Roman Catholic priest, who had beer
o. sent for, now arrived, and we left the room
re stationing, as mere form, person in tht
nj ante-rOom as custodian of the dying man
es but, with a lowly reverence, we bent to thu
IN brave and loving young wife, who had acted
so heroicaly; for we saw to whose exerton
nv in the right the sufferer had yielded.
le Now for London and the Home Sec
at rotary said, as the carriage drove iuri
so ously back And in half an hour, as fas
nv as six of my best horses could get over tn
o. road, Sir John Mostyn aud l were on on
way to town, with Philip Murrays comics
us sion. Those were no railroad days, bu
nt- never had travelled at such pace before
in and but for such another need never will
re- again. That nights speed cost the lives c
in. four horses. shot them with my own hand
TO to relieve them from the agony that KILN
of pace had caused. But though my heart re
he preached me, as l watched their Keeling
ce lettering frames, as they were led out fror
III. the traces, the horrible apparition of an in
Ext noceLt man dangling on the scaffold extl
err guished the rising pity, and on, on-iasteI
oh faster, we went, In incessant struggle at tina
an speed only, and barely could save youn
Wharton's life. Rousing the Secretar
ne from his bed, we hurried him Otto ST. James
ate where, happily, the King then was; who, a
ter brief consultation with his minister
ad signed with gladness the pardon we sough
,te :" A week after that, Charles (happy i
CHI the prospect of speedy union with Minnie
I'm now rapidly recovering) and followed tn
st, body of Philip to the grave; and as the so
ties emn service was read, and l looked froi
Mt the coffin to the living man beside me, VIII
mr. but for Gods mighty interposition as by
Of miracle, would have occupied as narrow
NJ bed, vowed solemn VOW, never again
led be sure of the identity of any human being
m unless there was no possible room for eve
~ reasonable doubt. Ever since then, tn
I'd thought of what might have been has com
v,s upon my memory, saving many mischis
and NEVER BE POSITIVE is engraven o
in my heart" t. }. b.
les
his CURIOUS MODE OF MAKING BUTTER