Eastern times. [volume] (Bath, Me.) 1846-1857, 1850-06-27
A low, sad, sobbing sound issued from that

"A io", Sdo, SoDDlng sound issued from that
chamber, in answer to the jailer's intimation.
%, it's of no use, ma am, said the turnkey,
as kindly as he could. I'VE can't put off
longer
Come along there = cried the man who had
first ordered the prisoner to be brought forth
and he walked, with an imperious scowl upon
his face, to the cell-door, and, pushing back the
less impetuous turnkey, ordered the prisoner to
turn out.
Edward Harrington had been allowed to
dress in his own proper raiment, until he
should reach the transport and as he came
forth, with his pale face and dishevelled hair,
habited in the extreme of fashion, and sur
rounded by his mother and sisters, who clung
to him frantically and wept, felt that he was
an exotic in that home of the depraved Vice
owns no condition. Like sin, it belongs, alas
to all estates; but, nevertheless, it is true that
ii germinates and grows up most in the haunts
of ignorance and destitution. We grieve less
for actual suffering, if we expect it or believe
II to be natural to the creature that endures.-
In the ragged, sullen looking urchin, who has
been born In sin, reared in vice, and nurtured
In iniquity, we see less to claim our sympathy
than In the little, delicate child, whose inno-
cent face bellies the charge of crime. 1t is not
right that it should be So Vice should be ab-
horred whatever form it assumes and surely
the most vicious are the objects most worthy of
our pity, as assuredly they have known the
least of moral sunshine. Yet Harrington was
so unlike the coarser, more brutalized felons
around him, that no one could have failed to
single him out as an object of especial sympa-
thy
Let me go, mother Jane, Eliza, leave
me- cried the young man, evidently strug-
Cling to suppress his conflicting feelings
| 90! Edward, Edward, we shall never see
you again y cried the sisters simultaneously.
We have been lonely without you, and we
have been very sad, but this will kill u.s.
| My son, my son. sobbed his parent,
would that you had listened to the voice of
your mother when you hardened unto the
words of evil companions y
: You will drive me mad cried the Young
man, petulantly, while his eyes glared wildly
around him.
| 90, if the bubbles which danced on the sur
face of the cup in which you too often indulged
could have mirrored this scene, you would
have paused, would you not!' and his mother
looked with the most touching sadness in the
face of the forger.
If you had killed me when in my cradle, /
would have been spared this misery exclaim-
ed the young man, boisterously.
His mother looked in his face for few sec
onds silently, and an expression of intense
pain passed over her own eloquent conntenance
Yes, you have suffered misery, Edward, she
said in low. sad tones, that trembled on her
quivering lips; but bethink you, my son, has
ii not been the result of your own follies and
crime! |, too, have suffered misery, and
scorn, and shame, and sorrow, and your poor,
innocent sisters have shared it with me. We
were guiltless of the deed that produced our
prescription from the happiness that attends an
honest fame. Have you not thought of us,
You have nothing to do with my misfor-
tunes, said the youth, sullenly, so have done
nothing 10 merit contumely.'
I'VE have to do with you, however, said
his mother, sadly, and must remember and
love you when you are far away. You can
only bear small portion of the consequences
of your deep, dire, disgraceful crime. The
world shall point at us as the disgraced mother
and sisters of banished man.
You have come to upbraid me, mother,
said the young man, coldly, at the same time
struggling to release himself
'Oh, no, no. cried his mother, sobbing
aloud: but wish that by the sacrifice of my
life | could recall you to that condition of hon.
esty which not year ago was yours
| The governor and his interiors had refrained
from interfering in this delicate and affecting
scene, for the beauty of the sisters, and the ell
oquent agony of that mother, were too power
ful and natural not to influence even the rudest
heart. Barr wiped his dull eyes, and busted
himself more than ordinarily. in the arrange
ment of the prisoners, and even the perempt-
ory head-turnkey, Colby, stood mutely look
ing on for some seconds
Harrington and Giles Brooks must be
coupled now,' said the governor at last, in an
angry tone, as if he were ashamed of having
caught himself giving way to his natural feel
ings while on duty. We must prevent the
recurrence of such scenes as this, he muttered :;
shall sooner resign than be subjected to them.
/ say, Mr.. Tomlins, he exclaimed, turning to
the chaplain, with great excitement, am on
ly required to see the law executed upon mall
efactors; am not expected to endure the
sight of its operations upon the good and inno-
cent. / am not stole, and l will not bear
this The tall and manly-looking governor
walked rapidly up and down the yard to hide
the workings of his face, and to exclude the
sight of the separation, which was now inevi-
table
shall never forget the screams of those in
: nocent sisters, as their gentle arms twined
round the brother who had debased their fami-
, ly name, and disgraced them in the eyes of
the cold world shall never forget the silent,
) awful agony that wrote its deep and painful
impressions on the pale and blanched cheeks Of
, that mother. The son that had been her
/ pride-the boy in whom she had beheld the
: image of dead and beloved husband-the