proper language out of love to me; make it known, that I declare this to be far from my thoughts: I love and honour the king; I doubt not his humanity: he and his councillors have acted according to justice; and his Majesty would have extended mercy, if he could have thought it consistent with the welfare of the nation." He then lifted up his hands, and prayed, "O Almighty God, thou King of Kings, bless our gracious king; support and strengthen him, establish his throne in righteousness; give peace in his day, O Lord; make an end of dissension, and put a stop to the present unnatural war. O give his councillors wisdom, and bless them. Amen." After this, going to prayer, he shed many tears, and concluded with saying, "O Lord Jesus Christ, let a poor sinner yet speak unto Thee, though unworthy: O strengthen my faith, comfort and support me, have mercy upon me, and forgive me my sins, for the sake of Thy holy, precious blood. Amen." Amen." He said, that if the Lord would leave it to his choice to be now annihilated, by which means all would be over, or that he should die, and stand the chance of eternal life, or eternal misery, he would not give up his hope of the glorious inheritance, no, not for ten thousand worlds.

On the morning of his execution he appeared composed, and being asked how he had been supported, he said he had had some comfortable sleep, whereby he should be the better enabled to perform his duty.

In the curious Dodd miscellany belonging to Mr. Forster, are some characteristic engravings relating to the execution. One is of the Doctor "taken from life in Newgate, the morning of the execution," and represents him in a decent suit of black, and the fullbottomed wig; but in an affected and dramatic attitude. Another is far more characteristic, showing Dodd and Harris on the fatal cart, each attended by his clergyman, with the rows of spectators, constables, sheriffs, hangman, and other actors. It is excellently drawn, and, curiously enough, the artist's name was Dodd. A third illustration is in the rude style peculiar to chap books, and shows the Doctor swinging in the air, with the "eye of Providence" looking down, and Mrs. Dodd weeping at one side.

The whole of Doctor Dodd's career, from his first appearance as a preacher to his "fatal exit at Tyburn," was worked into an effective Surrey melodrama, not many years back. The hero was played with excellent spirit by Mr. Cowper, and the Doctor's tastes for dissipation afforded an opportunity of introducing Ranelagh and other effective scenes of amusement. "Doctor Dodd" had a long run.

REVIVIFICATION AFTER HANGING, p. 180.

"The subjoined incident we had from a friend, whose father was high sheriff of Tyrone about forty years ago. A country lad was hung at Omagh, for sheep-stealing; a penalty and offence frequently associated at that epoch. After the prescribed time

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the criminal was cut down and delivered to his friends for interment. They made the usual attempt at reviving him, and in this instance succeeded. The man recovered, retaining no outward marks of what had happened beyond a slight distortion of the neck. It was thought by many he had no right to be amongst the living, and that unholy agencies had helped him. He was shunned by his former companions, could obtain no work, and wandered about an alms-beggar. Necessity drove him to the house of the gentleman who, in his official duty, had superintended the execution. He recognised, relieved, and dismissed him, not being disposed to pursue the matter further. But, first, as a physical inquiry, asked him to describe his sensations on being turned off. He replied that h felt the jerk, but not so acutely as to produce insensibility or even confusion. He appeared to have the power of looking above, below, and around. All was of a bright vermilion colour. An agreeable sensation then crept through his frame until he became insensible. "But," he added, "I can find no words to express the agony of gradually returning to consciousness!" Necessity, or natural bent, or what modern cant would call "his mission," drove him back to his old trade, which drove him again to the gallows, but this time without benefit of resuscitation."-Dublin University Magazin January, 1865. 35.

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