The Evansville daily journal. [volume] (Evansville, Ia. [i.e. Ind.]) 1848-1862, 1853-06-15


dy. He could doubtless do up the agor izing
in astyle peculiar to himself, but not the less
heart rendering. We notice this same ar
tcle in other papers, taken from the Sum-
Reflect that this father has been betraying
the most demoniacal hatred for his son, and /
swearing solemn oaths that his son commit
ted the murder for which the father wac hung
three days ago-then that the son by his
own evid nee hung his lather-and afte, that.
read the following beautiful sketch of the |
hearts affection between those two grossly
ignorant and vicious men:
The city authorities, considering that
last interview betwe IN the father and son,
might be conductive to a confession of the
truth, telegrapbed on to Washington to re-
quest the attendance of the son. With al
most the speed of the message, he flew to the
call of his conde ned parent, accompanied by !
the Rev. John Street, MIR. KensiI and the
Chaplain. lie entered the cell of the doomed
man, with couutenance full OF the deepest
grief. He looked on his father for NONE mt,
then with a convuisive cry, he threw himself
upon his bosom, and with bursting emotion,
exclaimed:
"My father! my dear father!''
The { Their equally moved, cried:
"My son! my son! my darling! o, my dar-
ling boy!" and almost devouring him with
kisses. Tears flowed cop;ousiy; the foun-
tain of affection seemed broken up, and ma
ture triumphed.
As soon as the son could command the
power Of speech, he said, SO beseechingy:
"Oh, my father, my father, have pity on
me; on, have pity, nd tell the truth! Do,
oh, do, say am innocent Oh, you know that
/ am. My dear, dear father, you know am
innocent.''
The father thus appealed TO, groaned aloud,
and straining him TO his bosom, with the most
intense affection, answered.:
my son, my darling. will tell the truth"
Eagerly -eiziDg on the expression, the SON
following up his weeping request.
! sob, my father, have pity on me; oh, do
say am innocenG You know had nothing
to no with the murder of the woman!"
Still that man of iron nerve, although con-
WI sed with agony, answered cautiously, and
in general terms:
"My dear, dear boy-T Will do whatever /
can tor you; I will die for w.
Another gush of grief relieved the SWELL
ing bosom ut the weeping youth, and again,
in the most affecting manner, he said:
so, my father, my dear father, you know
I love you. ., that could die in your stead.
For what is lite to me now! My course of
misery is already begun. The gloomy future
grows darker every day. You are soon to
de; a few brie', painful hours will close
your earthly suffel ings: but mine, . my
father, my. sufferngs, where are they to ter
minat,! ] am already pointed at and avoi-
ded. Where shall hide my head if you
die without clearing ME from the dreadful
crime! Worse than Cain, shall be regar-
ded as the murderer of my father! o how
can bear to liye!'
Then in an agony of grief he tenderly up
br:i.;ej him.
40 my father, my father, you have no pity
you have no p ty. You me bowed down
with grief, an you will make it deeper and
darker, by withholding the truth. U, tell the
truth, and die happy! Now while | clasp
you in my arms, let the bring you to God and
ask forgiveness, and die in peace. o, how
can you die without telling the TRUTH"
To ALL those touching appeals, the deeply
agitated father returned indirect or eyasve
answers, as it, in the storm of grief, he ,Ok
counsel in his gloomy sou, so to answer as
not t. griepe his son, nor commit HIMSELF
, Their excited feeling becomngs somewhat
8 calm, they could speak with nore composure.
The father gently upbraded the son, as being
the instrumental cause of his conviction.-
This brought OH a passion of grief. And he
convusiveiy soobed OUT
80 nv father, what conld do, when com
PEELED to testify; had to speak the truth
. forgive me, forgive NE, dear father. my
heart was with you, while my lips spoke the
painful truth. Of,rgive me!
IL do forgive you, my darling, but not
Burns nor Raglan"
+, go yes, my dear father, all; forgive all
and make your peace with Heaven.
The gentlemen present knelt in solemn
prayer for the weeping parent and agonized
child. Afterwards they proposed to leave
them alone Tor little while, thus addressing
the fthrr:
ga rthur. the world has condemned you no
longer fit to live. 1t has been reported, that
you said, that If you could get hold of your
. son, you would kill him. We shall now
give you an opportunity to show the world,
T that you are not the heartless man you are
reported to be-" With lace sutfused with
tears, he clasped him to his bosom, exclam-
ing, "my darling, nv darling, would not in-
Ijure hair Of your head"
Thew remained alone an hour! during
which the most tender manifestations OF at
lection were interchanged; the SON never re-
= Taxed his arm from around his fathers neck.
The gentlemen re-entered the cell and found
them calm; the son apparently having ex-
hausted all his means to bring about the
much desired confession. The father sooth-
ingly promising to do everything that lay in his
. power to crafty his unhappy boy. But MAIN
tanning the most unwaverlng hrmness IN
reference to the grand point at issue-the
, inn Icence Of the boy.
A, c,os;, the interview, the father re-