Glasgow Courier. — 1848-08-17 (Glasgow, Strathclyde, Scotland)

AMERICAN EXECUTION.  The Newhaven Herald gives an account of the execution, in the put year, of Lucien Hall, at Middleton, Connecticut. Some of the details sound strangely to an English ear. The number of persons admitted within the jail, and indulged with a view of the hanging, did not exceed twenty-five. Of these, about a third part consisted of the relations of Mrs. 1 Lavinia Bacon, whom the convict had murdered. Her husband, her brother-in-law, her two sons, and her four brothers, were of the number. The murderer was dressed in a long white robe and a white cap. When the sheriff asked him if he had anything to say, he replied—" I have a good deal to say, but do not feel as if I could say it." Seating himself as he spoke, he groaned aloud, bat shed no tears. He then called for some water with camphor in it, which was brought him. He looked round him rather sulkily, and said, "I think it stmnge that any one should want to see a man in this situation." After a short pause, he continued, "I don't feel as if I could die after all." Here he raised the knot of the rope, and laid it against his left ear. He then said, "I suppose there is no getting away from this at any rate;" and he looked over the front to see how far it was to the ground. It was now about ten minutes before two o'clock. The sheriff told him he would give him whatever time he wanted before the rope was cut. He replied that he would like to have fifteen minutes, and requested that he might be told five minutes before the time expired. He read a while in the Bible and Prayer Book, and then, looking at the preparations being made, said, "Give me slack rope enough, Mr. Arnold; I don't think I have enough." By this he meant that he might have as much fall as possible, that he might the sooner be out of pain. In two or three minutes he said again, "I don't want to be particular, but I want more slack rope." The cap was then pulled down over his face, when he remarked that it was tied too tight. The fifteen minutes were now expired, and he was about to be thrown off, when he said, "I thought you were to tell me five minutes before the time expired.' The sheriff said, "We will give you five minutes more." One of the officers then called out each minute as it expired—one, two, three, acc. He here remarked that the rope was not properly fixed, and that the knot ought to be nearer to his chin. As the time now rapidly approached, he exclaimed—" 0 dear! I bid you farewell." Four" was now called, which told him he had but one minute to live. Just before the last minute expired, he exclaimed, "0! dear me! God Almighty have mercy on me." Thew were the last words he gave utterance to. The rope was cut, the platform fell, and with a single exclamation of "Oh!" his spirit was released from the tenement in which it had been defiled. His remains were delivered to those who stood by him as friends. The crowd outside the prison had now increased to about two thousand, all anxious to see him, as they could not be present at the execution. His friends took the coffin out into the middle of the street, laid it on chairs.' and the crowd passed by between the ranks of the military, to gaze upon the faoe of the murderer. Even ladies were there from a distance.