The daily dispatch. [volume] (Richmond [Va.]) 1850-1884, 1852-09-13
- KlCHMoNI MONDAY MORNING. SEPTEMBER 13 Is5s
TIE DAILY DISPATCH
& THE CONFESSION on N7TaaS
CR1ST AA@s

CklSY. tEA
| we have already noticed The .r.cn,;o,
OF Nathan Criss, at Mobile. The R.s;.,s.
says he marched to the scsfiold with g.,
step, engaged for short time in feryeu. 3.
and in lew minutes the rope va. cu, "a
his soul launched into eternity. The tol,o-
ing is the main portion Of his confession. mad.
on the morning of his execution, and signed bv
himself, in fair, bold hand !:
Confession.-Having no longer any hope Of
escaping the just sentence OF the law, and trust.
| ing, through God mercy, TO secure the sal.
vation of my soul during the short time have
yet to live, hereby make full confession
of my guilt in the awful murder of Theodore
Nye. # s
The idea of committing the murder first en-
tered my mind on the morning Of the day we
| left New Orleans for Mobile. Nye told me
that he had large sum Of money, and was
on his way to California, and this tempted me
to commit the deed. Having heard him saw
that ne had some friends in Mobile, / told him
that was coming here, and If he would come
along l would pay his passage. II was then
INV intention to kill him on the way here /; but
| my heart failed me, and abandoned the idea
j entirely.
then determined TO go to Montgomery on
the same day Of my arrival here, but when
went to the New Orleans boat for my baggage,
the servant who had charge of il was away.
and could NOT get it. When l returned to
The hotel that time. the devil again put it into
my head TO kill Nye. / went and bonght a
hammer, resolving to execute my purpose
during the night, but my heart failed me; and
: IN the morning of the 26th / arose, again des
/ termined TO give it up altogether. / left my
room early, Nye bsing asleep, having been out
the night before. Two or three times before
breakfast went to the room to kill him, but
| 1 could not do it. ] ate breakfast and went
again up to eur room and told him to "get up
and come and get his breakfast and left the
| room. @
After awhile I started up stairs again, With
out any idea Of murder, but when entered
the room, Nye beiug still in bed, the FIRST OBJ >
Ject that met my eve was, the accursed ham,
mer which had purchased. In moment.
IN what seems now a whtfl of derangement-I
seized the hammer and strove to bury it in his
temple. He said nothing afterwards, and
made no noise, but seemed struggling to move
himself. / took towel and tied it tightly
about bis throat, and then searched for his
money, under the pillow and in his pockets. -
our bills, and asked for the package Nye had
deposited. Failing to get that, / went directly
TO the New. Orleans boat, got my baggage, and
went on board the Lowndes.
After detailing the manner of his escape,
1and referring to discrepancies in the testimony
of several witnesses examined on his trial, he
concludes his confession as follows:
One dagger, which is still in my bosom, is
thatI can make no reparation to the relatives
of my poor, unfortunate victim. Oh, that
licould! Oh, that could hear them say that
/ they f0rgave me. All that can do now Is to
Il how kAlr for ivA nPaV fhaf & md nna
help them 10 grant my dying request.
i have nothing more to say but to warn all
others to 1y from temptation. The first though ht
of crime, il not resisted, may lead to the de-
stTuction of body and soul. can scarcely re-
alize now that 1 ever committed anything SO
awful az to etain my hands in my brother's
blood. Satan seems, when first yielded to
the thought,to have bound me with chains
and blunted my feelings, and blinded my eyes;
so that although tried again and again, to
get loose, was dragged to the commission of
my foul offence. Oh, may God have mercy on
me, as hope he has, and save my soul from
He'll. NATHAN CRIsT.
TYRANsY OF THE PErrIcOArs.-Some re.
cent writer in pantaloons, states the case as
| follows ef hs aIa sws
1--WE males swaggsr. and talk of our superi
| ority, but only the savage has practical domin-
1 ion over the weaker SEX simply because he
bangs his refractory female in lordly style
We don't beat our women, and are, therefore,
slaves we are forced 10 knock under because
we have fastdous notions of knocking them
down. This may be quite correct; only state
the facts without commentary. Unbeaten wo-
i man is a tyrant. little blonde creature with
fair ewes, fragile figure, whom you could
crush in your manly grasp, somehow or other,
| YOU find yourself trembling before, as before
crowned potentate. She bends you to her
purposes, TO her caprices; If you quail not be-
fore her anger, she rushes into mysteries. What
| is helpless and, above all, clubless man TO do!
Be meek and acquiescenf." ttH
/ Upon this text, Miss Fanny Fern, in the
Boston Olive Branch, makes The following
comments ~
"Ofcourse; no other way, my dear sir. if
i you want your shirts made to SUIT you, your
old pants resurreciionized, your dinner kept
hot, or any other little accommodation, when
ma,,ersl .Cfubless mani like that; I'D
| Ike to know if they don't aIpays resort 10
ARMS when they intend TO subdue Us I Il
merely ask for Information, as I'm an old maid
mvseif.l Now, there's no use IN trying TO
nRWE any of the female gender--lPm one OF
the sisters, and feel myself qualified to take
the floor, Mr. Chairman.I There's 20 neces-
sity for making such bnngling piece o, "ork
~ ,nairimony, either Were q man. I'D en-
gaee 10 manage any wife YOU could bring
stnnp. Between you and l, should keep the
h;,s = nd reius out of sigbt-snd I'D do - r.
She ehouId be as dociie ss kitten, and.beiieve
k.r.en s,er of the house. TOO. Oh, pooh!
Won don't understand the philosophy Of the
lfh;ng-,tisn't every man that has q enft 70 Oe
hrsLand Do you suppose II you feed 2
w.r,sn. aad keep her wsEm, that's the end OF
Il I'm ~ n