Urbana union. [volume] (Urbana, Ohio) 1862-1872, 1870-03-16

covered with blood, Vet apparently with
ont any dangerous wound. We MAY
imagine the shudder which ran through
the crOwd-thC feelings of the father We
cannot maginC-whenT restored to sense
he embraced his fathers knees, declar
ed himself the murderer of GOnsalVO,
and earnestly implOred instant punish
mCut.
He was brought home bound; triet
before Il full assembly of the magiS.
/ tTatCs, and condemned to death bv hi,
father. But the people would not loose
their darling. Like the waves of tho
tempeSt-trOubled sea, they filled the
market place and the streets, and tor
getting the crime Of the son il
the relentless Justice Of the faith.
er, demanded with threatening cries the
opening Of the prison and the pOrdOn Oi
the criminal. During the night, though
the guards were doubled. it was with
great difficulty that the increased mob
We're withheld from breaking in. To.
wards morning, it was announced to
the MAYOR, that all resistance would be
vain, for that part Of the soldiers had
gone over to the people; only the for
Cign guard held out, and all demanded,
with furious cries, the instant liberation
Of the criminal.
At this the inllcXiblC magistrate took
a resolution, which many call iuhuman;
but whose awful self-COuquest certainly
belongs to the Tarust examples of storical
tirmuess. Accompanied by a priest, he
proceeded through q secret passage to
the dungeon of his son; and when, with
the newly awakened desire of life, excl
ted by the sympathy of his fellow citi-
ZenS, Edward sank at his feet and asked
eagerly if he brought him mercy and
pardon? the old man replied with an
unfaltering voice. "NO, my son, i'm this
world there IS no mercy for yUu-yOuT
life is irrevOcably forfeited TO the law;
and at sunrise you must die. One and
twenty years I have prayed for your
earthly happiness, but that Is passed,
turn your thoughts now to eternity: and
if there be yet hope there let us knegl
down together, and implOre the Al
mighty to grant you mercy hereafter;
but then I hope my son, though he
could not live worthy of his father, will
at least know how tOdiC worthy of him."
With these words he Tekindled to no.
ble pride of the once daUntlcss youth,
and after a short prayer, he surrendered
himself with heroic resignation to his
fathers pitiless will.
As the people, and greater part Of
the armed men mingled in their ranks,
now prepared amidst more wild and fII-
riOuS menaces tOstOrm the prison, James
Lynch appeared at a lofty window, his
son stood at his side, with the halter
round his neck. 'I have sworn" ex-
claimed the infleXiblC magistrate, that
GOnsaIyO's murderer should die, even
though ! should perform the office Of
eNecUtiOner myself. Providence has
taken me at my word; and you are mad
men, learn from the most wretched of
fathers, that nothing must stop the
course of Justice, and that even the ties
of nature must break before it.
While he spoke these words, he had
made fast rope to an iron beam pro-
ieCting from the wall, and now sudden
denly pushing his son out Of the
window, he completed his dreadful
work. Nor did he leave the spOttil the
last cUuyulsiYg struggles gave certainty
to the death Of his VICTIM. a
Asif struck 5y,a tllHnder-clap, q tIimul-
tuOus mob had beheld the horrible spec
tacle i'm death-like silence; and every
man glided, as if Stunned, to his own
house. From that time the mayor of
Galway resigned all his occupations and
and was never beheld by any
eye but those of his own family. He
never left his house till he was carried
from it to his grave.
Anna Blake died in convent Both
families i'll the course Of time disap-
pearCd from the earth; but the skull and
crOss-bOnCs still mark the scene Of the
fearful tragedy.