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her as their own, until they restored her to her husband. Poor Rose for some time seemed to revive, under the influence of the sea air and voyage, and her kind friends began to trust she might recover; but it was a false hope. By degrees she daily grew weaker. One lovely evening in the middle of June, they carried her to a sofa placed for her on deck. She had been more than usually weak that day, and they hoped the freshness of the evening breeze might revive her. The captain's wife took a seat by her side. Her breathing was short and hurried, yet she did not appear to suffer much. The sun was just then setting, the horizon appeared on fire lit up by its golden rays. As it sank to rest on the waters, Rose raised herself with much difficulty from her reclining posture to gaze for a moment on its parting light, which she had ever loved to contemplate, when it beamed at summer eve on all the matchless beauties of her distant home. The efforts, or the feelings it excited, proved too much for her, and she fell back exhausted on the couch it was soon evident to her anxious friends, that the tide of life was fast ebbing from her bosom. She looked expressively at them, then raising her eyes to Heaven, and breathing a fervent prayer, the stillness of death stole over her lovely features, proclaiming too truly that life's short voyage was at an end. The bright sun had set on her for ever. No church bell tolled for her, no prayers were chaunted. The cold ocean was her grave; the wild cry of the sea birds was her funeral dirge, and the morning breeze, as it crested the wave, breathed a requiem to her departed spirit. One year after this sad event, and the Beaumont family mourned the death of their youngest son. He had fallen in the service of his country.
Captain Fitzallan survived his beloved niece but a few months; he sleeps amidst the beautiful ruins of Mucruss Abbey.
HENRY the Eighth wrote a strong hand, but as if he had seldom a good pen. "The vehemence of his character," says D'Israeli, convey itself into his writing,-bold, hasty, and commanding. I have no doubt that the assertor of the Pope's supremacy, and its redoubted opponent, split many a good quill." The autograph of the mild and feminine Edward VI. is fair, flowing, and legible; and that of Queen Elibabeth, stiff, firm, and elaborate, written in a large, tall character, and with very upright letters, denoting asperity and ostentation. Her ill-fated sister queen, poor Mary Stuart, wrote elegantly, though usually in uneven lines; in a style indicative of simplicity, softness, and amiability. James I. wrote an ungainly scrawl, all awry, and careless; strongly marking the personal negligence he carried into all the affairs of life. The first Charles's was a fair, open, Italian hand, most correctly formed; and his successor, the witty monarch's volatile, heedless, restless character, is not incorrectly exhibited in his little pretty running hand, scribbled, as it were, in haste and impatience. The phlegmatic temper and matter-of-business habits of James II. are evinced in his large commercial autograph; and Queen Anne's commonplace character, in her good, commonplace handwriting.
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countable to the world for his sentiments on religion; but that he had always believed in, and adored one God, the maker of all things; that whatever his notions were, he had never propagated them, or endeavoured to gain any person over to his persuasion; that all countries and nations had a form of religion by which the people were governed, and that whoever disturbed them in it, he looked upon him as an enemy to society; but that, if he himself was wrong in his way of thinking, he was very sorry for it. That he very much blamed my Lord Bolingbroke, for permitting his sentiments on religion to be published to the world. That the many sects and disputes which happen about religion, have almost turned morality out of doors. That he could never believe what some sectaries teach, that faith alone will save mankind; so that if a man, just before he dies, should say only, I believe, that that alone will save him; "Shew me thy faith."-Here his lordship stopped; but by which quotation he plainly meant, according to the holy writer, (St. James, chap. ii. v. 18.) whose words they are, that faith without works is a dead faith.
Concerning the unfortunate and much-to-be-lamented Mr. Johnson, whose death occasioned the trouble this day, his lordship declared, That he was under particular circumstances; that he had met with so many crosses and vexations he scarce knew what he did; and most solemnly protested, that he had not the least malice towards him.
The slowness of the procession made this journey appear so very tedious to his lordship, that he often expressed his desire of being got to the end of it, saying, that the apparatus of death, and the passing through such crowds of people, were ten times worse than death itself; but upon the sheriff's taking notice to his lordship, that he was glad to see that he supported himself so well, his lordship replied, I thank you, Sir, I hope I shall continue so to the last.
When his lordship had got to that part of Holborn which is near Drurylane, he said, he was thirsty, and should be glad of a glass of wine and water; but upon the sheriff's remonstrating to him, that a stop for that purpose would necessarily draw a greater crowd about him, which might possibly disturb and incommode him, yet if his lordship still desired it, it should be done; he most readily answered,―That's true, I say no more, let us by no means stop.
When they approached near the place of execution, his lordship told the sheriff, That there was a person waiting in a coach near there, for whom he had a very sincere regard, and of whom he should be glad to take his leave before he died; to which the sheriff answered, That if his lordship insisted upon it, it should be so; but that he wished his lordship, for his own sake, would decline it, lest the sight of a person, for whom he had such a regard, should unman him, and disarm him of the fortitude he possessed.-To which his lordship, without the least hesitation, replied, Sir, if you think I am wrong, I submit; and upon the sheriff's telling his lordship, that if he had any thing to deliver to that person, or any one else, he would faithfully do it; his lordship thereupon delivered to the sheriff a pocket-book, in which was a bank-note, and a ring, and a purse with some guineas, in order to be delivered to that person, which was done accordingly.
The landau being now advanced to the place of execution, his lordship alighted from it, and ascended upon the scaffold, which was covered with
black baize, with the same composure and fortitude of mind he had enjoyed from the time he left the Tower; where, after a short stay, Mr. Humphries asked his lordship, if he chose to say prayers? which he declined; but upon his asking him, If he did not choose to join with him in the Lord's Prayer? he readily answered, He would, for he always thought it a very fine prayer; upon which they knelt down together upon two cushions, covered with black baize, and his lordship with an audible voice very devoutly repeated the Lord's Prayer, and afterwards, with great energy, the following ejaculation, O God, forgive me all my errors, pardon all my sins.
His lordship then rising, took his leave of the sheriffs and the chaplain ; and after thanking them for their many civilities, he presented his watch to Mr. Sheriff Vaillant, which he desired his acceptance of; and signified his desire, that his body might be buried at Breden or Stanton, in Leicestershire.
His lordship then called for the executioner, who immediately came to him, and asked him forgiveness; upon which his lordship said, I freely forgive you, as I do all mankind, and hope myself to be forgiven.-He then intended to give the executioner five guineas, but, by mistake, giving it into the hands of the executioner's assistant, an unseasonable dispute ensued between those unthinking wretches, which Mr. Sheriff Vaillant instantly silenced.
The executioner then proceeded to do his duty, to which his lordship, with great resignation, submitted.-His neckcloth being taken off, a white cap, which his lordship had brought in his pocket, being put upon his head, his arms secured by a black sash from incommoding himself, and the cord put round his neck, he advanced by three steps upon an elevation in the middle of the scaffold, where part of the floor had been raised about eighteen inches higher than the rest; and standing under the cross-beam which went over it, covered with black baize, he asked the executioner, Am I right?—Then the cap was drawn over his face : and then, upon a signal given by the sheriff (for his lordship, upon being before asked, declined to give one himself) that part upon which he stood, instantly sunk down from beneath his feet, and left him entirely suspended; but not having sunk down so low as was designed, it was immediately pressed down, and levelled with the rest of the floor.
For a few seconds his lordship made some struggles against the attacks of death, but was soon eased of all pain by the pressure of the executioner.
The time from his lordship's ascending upon the scaffold, until his execution, was about eight minutes; during which his countenance did not change, nor his tongue falter :-The prospect of death did not at all shake the composure of his mind.
Whatever were his lordship's failings, his behaviour in these his last moments, which created a most awful and respectful silence amidst the numberless spectators, cannot but make a sensible impression upon every human breast.
The accustomed time of one hour being past, the coffin was raised up, with the greater decency to receive the body, and being deposited in the hearse, was conveyed by the sheriffs, with the same procession, to Surgeons-Hall, to undergo the remainder of the sentence (viz. dissection).— Which being done, the body was on Thursday evening, the 8th of May, delivered to his friends for interment.
He was privately interred at St. Pancras near London, in a grave dug twelve or fourteen feet deep, under the belfry.
Pursuant to a distinction in law, peculiarly fine, the Earldom of Ferrers, was not forfeited by the attainder for felony, but passed to the convicted lord's next brother, Vice Admiral, the Hon. Washington Shirley, who consequently became the fifth Earl: his nephew Washington, the eighth Earl, was the grandfather, and immediate predecessor of the nobleman who now enjoys the title. The reason for the non-forfeiture of the Earldom of Ferrers lay in the difference between a dignity descendible to heirs general, and one that is (as it was) entailed; the former, it seems, being absolutely forfeited by the attainder of felony of the person possessed of such dignity, while the entailed honour is only forfeited during the lifetime of the offender.
During the interval between sentence, and execution, Earl Ferrers made a will, by which he left £1300 to the children of Johnson whom he had murdered, £1000 to each of his own four natural daughters, and £60 a-year to Mrs. Clifford, their mother, who it will be remembered is mentioned in the course of the trial as residing with the Earl at the time of his offence. This will, however, being made after his conviction, was not valid, yet the same provision was allowed to the parties by the unfortunate nobleman's successor.
The following verse is said to have been found in Earl Ferrers' apartment in the Tower, after he had quitted it for his last fatal journey.
In doubt I liv'd, in doubt I die,
Yet stand prepar'd, the vast abyss to try,