The Pascagoula democrat-star. (Pascagoula, Miss.) 1878-1920, 1878-09-27

made no attempt at concealing the
fact that she instigated and urged
on the assassination. She glOried
in it, aud secuted at the threats of
indicting her as accessory before
the fact. The night before the exc
cution she procured an ounce vial
of laudanum and persuaded her
husband to cheat the gallows if he
could. The laudanum was divided.
She swallowed one.half. He took
his portion. Then they knelt and
prayed. They sang for joy ; they
shouted that their sins had been
forgiven, and in a delirium OF &C.
stacy reused the other inmates of
the prison. The poison did not
work. She swOre she would starve
herself to death, die with her hus-
band, and be buried in the same
coffin.
June 8, 1896, was a great day in
Frankfort. The city was thronged
to see the last of J. o. Beauchamp.
The black and Ominous gibbet was
erected on a hilltop near by.
The drums beat mournful dirges
from an early hour. AT IL O'clock
Mrs. Beauchamp told the jailer to
leave her a few minutes with her
husband. The jailer left, but was
soon recalled by deep groaus from
their cell. He returned and found
them both weltering in blood. They
had stabbed themselves with II
knife the wife had concealed. His
wound was not falal. His wife soon
expired. Beanchamp was carried
to her bedside as her life's blood
was ebbing fast. He felt her pulse.
Farewell, child of sorrow, fare
well, child of sorrow, farewell, vic.
tim of persecution and misfortune !!
You are now safe from the tongue
of SANDER. For you Eve lived, for
you | die" He kissed her lips; he
WAS ready.
The blood was trickling from his
wounds. He was too weak to sit
up, so they laid him in q covered
wagon and hauled him to the gal
lows.
He waved his hands to tho ladies,
whose weeping eyes cheered him
with sympathy and consolation.
They we're compelled to help him
get on his coffin. He was too weak
to sit upon it unsupported.
"Give me some water. Let the
drums play 'Bonaparte's Retreat
from Moscow" were his last words.
They buried the sclf-murdcred
wife and executed husband in the
same coffin, folded in each others
arms. Even in death they were not
divided. Their grave is at Bloom
field, KY, marked by Il modest
shaft. Before her death Mrs. Beau
champ wrote the following epitaph,
which was engraved on the tomb
stone Of the misguided pair:
Entombcd below in each others arms
The husband and the wife rcpose;
Safe from life's never ending storms,
Secure from all their cruel foes.
4 child of evil fate she lived
\ villains wilcs her peace had crossed
The husband of her heart revived
The happiness she long had lost.
He heard her tale of matchless woe,
And burning for revenge arose!
He laid her base betrayer low,
And struck dsmay to virtues foes.
Reader, if honor's generous blood
Ere warmed thy heart, here drop tear,
And let the sympathetic flood
Deep in thy mind its traces wear.
brother or sister thou
Dishonorcd soc thy sister dear;
Then turn and see the villain low,
And lot fall grateful tear.
Daughters of virtue, grant the tear,
That love and honor's tomb may claim.
In your defence the husband here
Laid down in youth his life and fame.
His wife disdained life forlOrn,
Reft from her hearts beloved lord;
Then, reader, here their fortunes mourn,
Who for their love their life blood
poured.
The excitement over the fate of
Beauchamp and the tragic ending
of his wife has lent to the tragedy
u romantic halo, and some years
since John Savage, New York
journalist and play-writer, worked
the leading incidents of the affair
into a drama entitled "The Sybil,"
which, however, was performed on
ly twice. Sharpe's son got out an
injunction at Louisville against the
performance of the piece and sue
ceeded in supprcssing it entirely.
Were the tragedy to occur in
these days, it is very doubtful if
Bcauchamp would have even felt
the halter-draw.
Burying the Dead.
Avalanche.