Mower County transcript. [volume] (Lansing, Minn.) 1868-1915, 1869-08-26
Frantic Appeal Of " Condemned VH-


Er""ic Appeal Of " Condemned NVn-
Tl," Birmingham l''r,! publishes the fol-
vonat,, Fanny Oliver, to her father and
mother:
THE WOE1'EirI.E PEl#nS, July ~.
My dear Father and Mother and dear
Brother: I received your letter, and am sor-
,S to hear Tint my poor, dear mother was
worse; but hope she is better. Ny dear
mother, I am better THANH; God for It, for
God gave. me grace so bear NY trouble.
Dear mother, though am condemned to
die, fear it not; for Gnd knows that am
innocent, and Me will raise me ny III
Heaven.
boar mother, do not fret for mo, for
was only lent 10 you, and now my Heaven
ly Father wants me.
"'ro' dark my path and sad my lot,
Let Inc be still and murnllr not,
Or breathe the prayer divincy taught"
Dear mother, hope that we shalI meet
in heaven, where no trouble comes. Dear
mother, they arc Ill so kind to me, and
God is with me. Oh | love him more and
more, for love Him more than you all in
hc;tlt May God bless you ill, and Pray
to God to help you. Though ] shall never
sec your t'c;!: face again, dear mother, in
this world. but hope ! shall in heaven,
for am going TO die iol that, dear mother
am innocent of. Yes, dear parents, ! am
innocent. God knows am, and wish
some one will take it up. and hear what /
have got TO say. My trial is ar unjust one.
My dear father and sister, has written 10
the Governor, and she Will come with you,
and should like to see my brother, and
L.. a. I 1N.,l, r
should like to sc Mr.. Parry. As soon as
you can, come and gee me, yonr poor inno-
cent child, for God knows my time is short
in this world.
"AEyG ii, my Father, while stray.
Far lr", my home. III ifcs rough way.
Oh, tcall me from my heart to say,
Tiny will be done.
Tho da,k my path and sad my lot,
Let me be STILL and mllrnur not
Oh may the Lori be with you all dear
mother I have plenty of nice food, and
they arc all SO kind to me and the Lord.
Come OH Monday, il you can, my dear
trirlil': pay for your innocent child. My
dear brother, be strong, and pray to God
to make you so, and child Of God, for
your poor sisters, sake. We may never
meet again in this world, but l hope VIC
shall in heaven. Good bye dear mother;
good bye. I wish l could see your dear
face once more Good bye, my dear moth
CT, for ever! From yonr poor innocent
child, FANNY OLIVER. Come to see mo-
Tine prisoner was convicted Of the will
iul murder OF her husband by poison, by
arscnic-ind the motives by which it was
presumed she was actu"jc,,, were that she
had contracted an improper intimacy with
a man named Brice.
After the jury had returned their verdict
the prisoner made q most "agoniZing"
speech. Il am not guilty (shc eXclaimct')
by my great God If I speak al untruth,
Oh, God (herc the prisoner claspcd lor
hands solvmnly, and cast her eyes up
wartls) j. take my breath from me, and let
me die before my enemies. (Great scnsa-
ton in court.) AS for administering poi
son to my husband (here she raised her
voice and again claspcd her hands, great
God answer for me; Thou knowest that I
an innocent, Heavenly Father, Of the
| charge they have brought against NO.
And why dost Thou leave me in this tcr-
trusted in Thee. have been very
| wild and wicked, I know, but Heav-
emily Father, give me strength. I never
| p assessed such strength as I have pos
s,,sscd since have been cast into prison.
| l never knew the power OF my Saviour
until then and, although death is to be
passed upon an innocent woman, Lord, re-
coivo my spirit; and although I am found
guilty by IN earthly judge and jury-(there
she raised her voice dctiantly)-my Great
Judge and Jury who arc i'll Heaven, they
will receive me to their home. (Sensation.
1 an innocent in the sight OF my God, and
1 fear not what man can do unto me-
What even though you should put me to
death tomorrow, would receive it cheer.
fully, my God. as it has come from Thee
for now I am left alone; my hone
is gone; my friends are far; have but one,
and that is He {pointing upward.) Lord,
d. not leave me in this terrible hour.
Lord, prepare me to meet this trial. Thou
knowest I nm innocent Murder! I loved
my husband. God, thou knowest loved
him. Yes, and he loved me. Call his
friends; call those that were with him
when he died. What IS the reason that
this has been brought against me, o God ?
The prisoner here made n rambling state
mcnt about her husbands mother having
accused her Of poisoning her husband be.
cause she had not got some money that be.
! lOnccl TO him.