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As a hackney coachman his barbarity did not pass unnoticed, his treatment of his horses became notorious and was attended with discharge from his place. [The skeleton, seen in the back ground, of one of his miserable victims, whom, we may imagine, he has murdered with starvation and ill. treatment, reminds us of this portion of his inhumanity.] Being therefore at a loss for maintenance, his wicked turn of mind soon led bim to robbery upon the road, which is shewn by the pistols and watch found upon him. During this iniquitious career, he deceived and betrayed a young woman by his false protestations; for baseness and duplicity are a common form of cruelty. Having gained the affections of this unfortunate female, he wickedly prevails on her to desert her friends, take the plate and jewels, and elope with him at midnight. She keeps the assignation faithfully, laden with valuables. Having predetermined to screen himself from detection in the robbery, and also to rid himself of the consequences of his seduction, he consummates his crimes by her murder! She struggles for her life and her shrieks alarm the family from their peaceful slumbers. They rush to her assistance, but arrive not until the vital spark has fled; in time however to secure the assassin. In a letter found on him, which is seen lying on the ground, she says, “My conscience flies into my face, as ofien as I think of wronging my best friends; yet I am resolved to venture body and soul
do as you would have me." Her confidence was indeed awfully requited by the unfeeling hypocrite. By thi: fell act, however, she was prevented from enduring that inimensity of wretchedness and despair, which she must have suffered, had she lived and become the wife of such a depraved ruffian.
Behold, here, him who had no feeling for others, com. pelled at last to feel for himself: Confounded by the bloody knife, the confiding letter and all the various manifest proofs of his atrocity shuddering at the pallid, lifeless victim of his lust, avarice and reckless cruelty; astounded by the sights and cries of woe, from the agonized and horror-struck parents, relations and spectators. He is seized, bound and hurried to prison, to wait bis trial, sentence and punishment, in all the horrors and dismay, which are the natural consequences of his atrocious crimes. [The female supporting the corpse and the mourner in the window, are additions.]
“ After the 1st, Aug. 1834, SLAVERY shall be and is hereby utterly and forever abolished and declared unlawful throughout the British colonies plantations, and possessions abroad.” Act, 3d and 4t'i, William IV.
This noble Act was trammelled with an apprenticeship (to slavery to prepare its victims for freedom !) Antigua and Bermuda, declined the proffered continuation, with, of course, the happiest results. The Legislatures of Jamaica, Barbadoes, St. Vincent, St. Kitts, and the West Indies generally, have done likewise and on Aug. 1, 1838, three-fourths of a million of human beings were, by law, restored to their birth-right by Nature.
Even wild animals lose their spirit when deprived of their freedom. Tacitus.
The servitude of horses is so universal and perpetual, that we seldom see them in their natural state. When employed they are loaded with harness: in the seasons of rest, they are not entirely free from shackles; and even in the fields and pastures they carry the badges of slavery, and frequently bear the cruel marks of labor and pain. Their mouths disfig. ured with furrows, occasioned by the bit; their sides deformed with ulcers or cicatrices, from the spur; their hoofs perforated with nails, and their attitudes, by the continued pressure of the harness, cramped and constrained, even of those, whose servitude is of the easiest kind, being kept chiefly for show and magnificence, their gilded chains are not so much intended for an ornament to them, as so show the opulence of their master.
MEMOIRS OF THE AUTHOR.
My father, Thomas Branagan, who was a person of pro. perty and respectability in the city of Dublin, where I was born, December 28, 1774, took great pains to give me a good education, but in vain ; for, though he gave me in charge to the best teachers, I continued what is generally called a dunce, among my school-fellows, while many of them became proficients in literature ; and the only cause I can assign, was the cruelty of the usher of a seminary to which I was sent, who used frequently to strike me upon the head on the most trivial occasions ; and, in short, stupified me in such a manner, that I have been unable to repeat my lesson to him through dread and intimidation, when I had previously repeated it word for word to my school-fellow. Hence, I have frequently thought that the most immoral character is as fit to be a teacher for youth as a cruel and unfeeling man. When about five years of age,
I was bereaved of an affec. tionate mother, which was a great loss. During the early part of my life, I frequently felt tender impressions of a divine nature upon my mind, and often (though very young) have made the resolution, that when enabled to accumulate riches, I would present half to the Almighty, by distributing it amongst the poor, and administering to their necessities, as I thought this the most efficacious method of pleasing him. As all my relations were Roman Catholics, I was brought up very strictly in that belief, and frequently went to confess my sins to the priest.