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378 ther, and my tounge, lecaed 1 diedge to the roof of my mouth. He perceivd the agony of my soul, and asked me some eneRious of the state of my mind. TL found utterance, and poured out my heart to him. He seemed affected with my distress, especially as my conduct was so difrrent from that of A. Taylor's 5 and after pausing, he left me, without mentioning the rule of my bully, and said he would call again the next day. He came, and asked me privately whether I had two or three trends , could depend upon to affist in anything for my benefit. He communicated his design of an empre ing to recover me to life, if my budy could be carried, immediiately after I was cut downs, to some convenient place, out of the reach of the peoples assuing me, by all that wandered, that if he failed in his attempt, he would give my body a Christian burial, I closed with it with out hesitating. The doctor then left me, and foun ater Tetter and O'Donnel came to see me, take home ammunica ted the plan ain confidence. Thy detttor came back, to charge me ved to tut More persons than were sufficient to care ry my body from the patrors to the place provided, I told him who the persons with me were; and upon O'Donnel’s engaging procire a number of his counrymen to remove my body to a private place, who were not to be let into the feed, but suppose it was to secure my body from the doctora, he seemed absud with the plan, and made us promise to admit no more pretons into the revel, upon pain of his not having to do in the affair so soon as it eakra gut, te pare them money to hire a final boat t0 be in readi ness at the wharf rearest to the place of execution, which was accordingly done, ‘The two emit boat, in which way the dotter, big friend, and apprentice, with their doctor’a instruments, was moared up the bay, Bear the gaulows, the morn ing of the execution day, but fell dowe will the tide, about two hours before the execution, towarde Darchester point, for fear of being grounded. ‘The fate of my mind after my cons ersation with the dates, unth Jay of exceution, it is impossible for me to describe. This glimpse of hope, this metchance of escaping the jaws of death, and of avoiding the eyes of an offend ed rouge, at whole bae was no ways pre~ pare to appear, seemed to render my wind but more distracted, I sometimes aurged myself with the thoughts of be ing recovered to me; and as I had for tunately concealed my real name, that I might return, like the Prodigal, to my parrots, and live a life devoted to God and their comfort. But I oftener fear ed the means might fail to bring me to Sites and then wished that this scheme had never been mentioned, as the hopes of life semed to prevent my conversion ; and then, to be surprised into another world, torlly unprepared, how terrible | Thuy distracted, the time Hew and the awful day arrived. In the morning the Reverend Parsons visited me. I was much fostehed by their conversation ; and really, at that time, wished I had never seen the dustor, but by the near and certain approach of death, had been prepared to be in those blisful mansiong which are prepared in the world of glow ry for the truly penitent. Soon after they left us, the doctor's young man came ( under pretence of a message from Mra Ranger, who had Shawn me much kindness in goal, the Lord reward her for it) to renew the doctor's dirations how to condude my body so as not to suffer the reat shock, and bid me keep up my spirits. My hopes were now raised, and my former terror did not return upon me, which I doubt not was observed by the reverend Parson who attended me, by the officers of justice, and the multitude, who doubtless compared my behaviour with that of my fellow-sufferer. It is true, when I mounted the stage, I dread ed the pain of hanging as I should any other bodily pain equally severe ; but the far greater distress of meeting an offend ed, inexorable Judge, and being con signed to endless misery, was done away for the nearer the time of execution ap proached, the more my reliance on the doctor increased. You was present at the solemn parting with, and warning which was given to the people—at the excellent prayer of the Reverend Mr Stillman, and the dropping of the traps, which to all appearance, launched me and my poor unhappy fel low prisoner, Archibald Taylor, into a boundless eternity. I cannot take a better opportunity than to declare here, solemnly (an 2 man who, though he has once providentially esca ped death, knows he must soon die, and come to judgement) that neither his ho nour the High Sheriff, whole fradernet am
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Scots Magazine
London, Middlesex, GB
Sun, Aug 01, 1790
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