The true northerner. [volume] (Paw Paw, Mich.) 1855-1920, 1871-01-20

fair ana open TRIAL mas pronounced her
guilty, you have stuff red and endured
for nought, for justice is not among you
Let, then, the court be assembled now,
this hour, I will sit in judgement on
her, and if she be proven guilty, I swear
to you, by the ashes of her mother, she
shall die-ay, though her fathers hand
should have to strike the blow
Van Hartenfeld perceived the effect
which the Provost's addresses produced
upon the crowd, and FASTENED to remove
it. Why he exclaimed, do we listen
to the harangue when Justice demands
her victim Why should We suffer the
words of a doating father to turn us
from our course Remember, citizens,
the sacred cause in which we fight, and
the views by which we have bound our
selves to maintain it, Have we not
sworn to break the letters of the bloody
tyranny that oppressed us and to wash
out the very name of Spain in the blood
of her sons? Have we not watched and
hungered, and fought to this end till
our sufferings have left US scarcely with
the forms of men gaunt skeletons, more
fitted for the tomb than the la bors that
we still are bound to? Look in each
others eyes, ye shall see there crouching
famine look round upon your homes,
We shall see there desolation call upon
your brothers and your sons, the wind
that whistles over their bleaching bones
shall answer you And to whom do
We owe Famine, and Desolation and
Death To the bloodhounds of Spain,
to the whelps of the same mother who
Uttered him we had taken and bound,
and whom this girl, this daughter of
Harlem, this sister of the murdered
Albert-ay, whilst her brother was
strangling on the accursed gibbet-for
wanton's kiss set free to mock our i'm
potent revenge. Citizens of Harlem
if we let this minion live, we are dogs
not worth the cord that ends us-trait-
ors to the cause Of Freedom, and false
TO our slaughtered brothers, slaves and
panders to the Spaniard Let those
who would be such cry Life and those
who would be freemen, Death y
The tone of this address suited but
too we'll the fierce temper of the fam
ishing populace they thirsted for blood,
and ut the conclusion of the harangue
all tongues uttered the fatal cry DEATH
Excited to madness, they rushed upon
their victim, who, now restored to con-
seriousness, chung round her father neck.
Oppressed by numbers, unable from the
densenesS of the crowd to exert the
strength which despair had given him,
the agonized father struggled in vain to
defend his child She was torn from
his arms, he saw her delicate form
grasped by the rude hands of her mur-
derers, he heared her piercing cries for
help, and springing forward with a
frantic bound fell senseless to the earth.
The place of execution for criminals
was an open square Of about halt an
acre in area, and lying on the western
When communication with the country
WIS not interrupted, this square was
used as market for vegetables, and a
row of low wooden sheds for the con.
venience of vendors, was ranged along
on each of the four sides. Those sheds
were now deserted ADD dilapidated the
roof had in many places fallen in, and
in others was covered with green moss
or weeds that had found bed in the
decayed wood. The houses surrounding
the market place were of mean des
cription and from the damages which
their exposed situation had rendered
them subject to, were now mostly in
ruins and deserted In the center Of
the square stood the gibbet, a tall dark
frame, scowling like a malignant genius
around, and adding horrible and re
voting character to the desolate scene
To this deserted market.place nov
rushed the Infatuated crowd with then
victim, and soon the melancholy quiet
ness of ruin gave place to the thronl
and yell of human ferOciety. A ladder
and cord hastily seized by the way
we're quickly adjusted for their fata