Delaware tribune. [volume] (Wilmington, Del.) 1867-1877, 1867-09-12

[From the New York Tribune


On two successive days two murderers, a
young man and Il young woman, one in
Philadelphia and one in New Brunswick,
have been hanged by the neck till they were
dead. The law has been avenged ; what is
called s.justice' is satisfied; and, doubtless,
God has had mercy on the souls of his oilen-
ding children. Their parts in life are played;
parts dismal enough, but not more so than a
thousand others that have been enacted since
Cain did the first murder; not more terrible
than thousands that must follow these to the
end of time. We are not writing now of
them. We have no wish to make their
guilt seem less than il is; no wish to excite
pity for their fate, nor to confound moral
distinction wiiha gloze of sentiment. Nor,
on the other hand, have we any purpose
to make their gnilt seem greater than 1t is
we would not, IL we could, reawaken the
cries of hatred and revenge that we
trust were silled when Christian
Justice had wiped her bloody ak.
These murdcrcrs are hung. One yesterday,
one the day before-of the long black line of
their predecessors who keep the count The
world forgcts them. and we would tain for
get them too. Our errand is with the living,
and as we reflect OH the evil influence that
these constantly recurring hangings have
upon the community, it is as if every muir
derer in dying, like u fell, poisonous plant,
ripenng its seed SOW Il broadcast over the
land the quickeaod germs of crimes on
crimes. Suppose Il spirit fallen on the earth
from some distant planet, and filled with
eager curiosity TO know among what man
ner of beings he had come, should have
straycd into New Brunswick yesterday, early
in the day! What Il spectacle would have
met his eyes. This large, fair-seated city he
would have found bustlng and rcsounding
with the gay confusion of a gala day. The
streets were crowded with a multitude OF
| strangers. tlitunging from far and wide all
| cagcri, pressing toward dark walled in
closure, us ii longing for some great unac-
customed pleasure. Drums were beating,
flags waving men, women, and children,
in their best attire, climbing.
$50 towers and windows, yea, to chimney tops
waiting patiently from earliest dawn if by
good chancc they might catch glimpse OF
some great scene that was to be acted with
in those darkling walls. Then If, as spirits
may, he had passed through that surgine
crowd that for hours dashed in angry bill
! lows AGAINST the high. stone barrier that
kept them at hay, he would have fund with
in another crowd of excited men swarming
about IL scaloll on which II wretched wo-
man, so drunk with whisky that she must
have been entirely obivious of what was
going on about her, stood uiiering wander
ing cries, and incohcrcEt words, while tht
mob vented its blind wrath and hate will
vile cptlleis, aud wicked tatlnis and jeers
And rs the black cap drawn slowly over hel
vacant eyes shut out the light Of heaven, ant
the faces crowded ut The windows, on
the house tops. on the trees. and all abou
her feet, and the dull ihud oitheux gave sig
nal for the woman 10 leap into the air, there
to struggle and writhe till Stiffness can't
and she was removed from sight, he woult
have turned away with IL shuddcrng fear
and looked eagerly about him for somewas
out of this dreadful world.