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the throng , gazed for a moment in speechless amazement , when , recognizing the features of her handsome son , which were partially obscured by the streaming blood , fell to the ground shrieking wildly , " My darling boy has been murdered !" William Giles was to take his trial for the murder of
Arthur Tremorman , and I will not attempt to pourtray the hopeless misery of tbe parents , either for the dead or living son . All pitied and respected alike the father and mother of the homicide , and a subscription was entered into to procure the best legal assistance from London , and hopes were entertained that Bill might be acquitted , as there
were many extenuating circumstances , and he had received great provocation . The day of trial arrived ; the judge was seated on the bench ; the counsel were prepared with their briefs , and the court was crowded to suffocation ; all eyes were rivetted upon the empty dock ; the door opens—the jailer enters ; all gaze
eagerly expecting to see the prisoner ; but the jailer is alone , consternation imprinted upon his pallid face . Enquiring looks are interchanged , mutterings are heard , but all is hushed as the judge utters distinctly , " Bring in the prisoner . " The jailer replies , falteringly , "I have just found his dead body hanging in his cell !" William Giles , despairing of an acquittal , had , in a fit of impetuosity , taken his life . I will not dwell upon the wretchedness of all who were connected with these lads .
Mrs . Tremorman became a hopeless maniac , her husband deploring alike her loss of reason and the death of his son , which had been caused by the indulgence of uncurbed passions . The Giles's bore their heavy affliction patiently , feeling that much , if not all , the grief they endured was the result of their allowing their son to set their authority at
nought in early life . Poor Mary pined and drooped from that sorrowful night when her lover laid her insulter dead at her feet ; and in three short months from that date the grave closed over the remains of the unfortunate girl . Her father has never since been seen to smile . * * * # *
" Now , Janet , tell me will you continue to indulge your children as you have done ? " Janet wipes the tears from off her cheeks , and replies , " No , indeed , I will punish , nay , flog them , whenever they are DISOBEDIENT OR SELF - WILLED . "
Note: This text has been automatically extracted via Optical Character Recognition (OCR) software.
Sketches Of Character.
the throng , gazed for a moment in speechless amazement , when , recognizing the features of her handsome son , which were partially obscured by the streaming blood , fell to the ground shrieking wildly , " My darling boy has been murdered !" William Giles was to take his trial for the murder of
Arthur Tremorman , and I will not attempt to pourtray the hopeless misery of tbe parents , either for the dead or living son . All pitied and respected alike the father and mother of the homicide , and a subscription was entered into to procure the best legal assistance from London , and hopes were entertained that Bill might be acquitted , as there
were many extenuating circumstances , and he had received great provocation . The day of trial arrived ; the judge was seated on the bench ; the counsel were prepared with their briefs , and the court was crowded to suffocation ; all eyes were rivetted upon the empty dock ; the door opens—the jailer enters ; all gaze
eagerly expecting to see the prisoner ; but the jailer is alone , consternation imprinted upon his pallid face . Enquiring looks are interchanged , mutterings are heard , but all is hushed as the judge utters distinctly , " Bring in the prisoner . " The jailer replies , falteringly , "I have just found his dead body hanging in his cell !" William Giles , despairing of an acquittal , had , in a fit of impetuosity , taken his life . I will not dwell upon the wretchedness of all who were connected with these lads .
Mrs . Tremorman became a hopeless maniac , her husband deploring alike her loss of reason and the death of his son , which had been caused by the indulgence of uncurbed passions . The Giles's bore their heavy affliction patiently , feeling that much , if not all , the grief they endured was the result of their allowing their son to set their authority at
nought in early life . Poor Mary pined and drooped from that sorrowful night when her lover laid her insulter dead at her feet ; and in three short months from that date the grave closed over the remains of the unfortunate girl . Her father has never since been seen to smile . * * * # *
" Now , Janet , tell me will you continue to indulge your children as you have done ? " Janet wipes the tears from off her cheeks , and replies , " No , indeed , I will punish , nay , flog them , whenever they are DISOBEDIENT OR SELF - WILLED . "