Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1858-01-11


that, in which in reviewing the evidence In his
case hr accused other pafties Of the murder. He
said
civilian w Smith, the proprietor of the
Seaview House, stands before God with the brand
of a erjured sinner on his brow, more than Dom
nelly does. / have some questions to put to that
man ] am not carried away by the realities Of
my position. but l have some questions to put to
that man, which must be answered before he
leaves this world. In the west passage Of the
Seaview House there were tracks OF bloody
foot Donnelly, the alleged assassin, could not
not have made them, for he was not in hat part
Of the house. Albert =. Moses was not there on
that morning. Who do we know was there that
morning in his bare feet! Who do we know
was there in his shirt and drawers that morning
w lillian w. Smith,
His speech consisted, for the most part Of a
lame attempt to demonstrate from the evidence
that he was unjustly cOnvicted-that the witness
ses were perjured, the prosecution prejudiced
and the Court not impartial. The Governor, too,
was handled without gloves, and the refusal of
the Court OF PardonS to commute his sentence,
was ascribed to political motives. When speak
ing Of the conduct OF Smith, the Judge, and the
Governor his voice rose to a scream, and seemed
beside himself. He briefly alluded to himself as
"a poor young man, brilliantly educated, the
hope and support Of doting father, the idol Of
his sisters, about to be sacrificed by perjury to
appease the law" On one or two occasions he
touchingly alluded to his friends, but his speech
was mainly Teteration Of the same story. Ii
| lasted about two hours and ten minutes Toward
the close, the excitement under which he had la
bored gave way before the cold, biting air, and
he beca anne somewhat historical The latter part
Of the address consisted Of broken calculations
and prayers. The Sheriff suggested that he must
be brief. He turned around hercely, and ex-
claimed, "For Gods sake let me have my time :;
don't hurry me If 1 stand here and speak till /
O'Clock Tomorrow morning
He thought Gov. Newell, In conveying to a dy-
Ing man the announce ment that he could not in
terfere, ought not to have quoted Shakespeare
Then he would break ont into Z" Receive my soul,
oh sweet Jesus; receive the tears Of myself and
OF my family to drop at thy feet oh Jesus; Lord
] implore thy help; offer up thee, oh Christ,
this sacrifice; YOU see my heart you are my
Judge; / am innocent; In few moment will
have to plead my cause before you have no
fear; Christ will save the chief of sinners oh
have mercy, have mercy, have mercy upon me -
The miserable man, as he uttered these broken
words, shook almost as in an ague 1T. Having
kissed his friends and the priests, he folded his
hands and lifted them up, saying, " God bless
you my friends You believe me innocent. Fare
we'll oh, nv dear relatives, and those who
now sorrowing afar of And oh, that pure, an
gelic creature, who Is at this moment on her
knees imploring for my salvation-on her Blended
knees to implofe God TO sustain me; she will
never believe in my guilt; oh, no. my dear
Lizzie. Good bye, sweet love; You will see
that my remains Tepose In Oak Hill Cemetery, In
my own loved home. Farewell to you all u He
then kneit down and kissed the crucifx. When
he arose he looked up at the gallows and cried,
"Oh God /! and have got to die Oh, what q