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in the hurry of the moment, occasioned, no doubt, by his joyous ecstacy, forgot to state in which it should be paid.

Execution of Charles Hibbert, of the city of Bath, engraver, for having in his possession a copper-plate, for the purpose of printing notes of the Bank of England ; communicated by a person who attended the unhappy man in his last hours.(From the Hampshire Telegraph.)

Hibbert slept the night previous to his execution very sound, and awoke about four o'clock on Wednesday morning, apparently quite tranquil. He was taken to the chapel, and at nine o'clock he partook of the Holy Sacrament. At half past ten the Under Sheriff attended, and the knell tolled the signal for the execution. Hibbert ascended the platform, and continued half an hour in earnest prayer with the reverend Chaplain. The executioner then proceeded in his sad office, and every thing being prepared, on Hibbert being left to himself, he called to Mr. Bridle (the humane governor of the county gaol) in a hurry, saying, he should fall, as his head became giddy, and having only one leg, he begged to sit down awhile : here his firmness forsook him for the first time; he was in great alarm and agony of mind; hassocks were brought from the chapel, on which he sat down, from whence, at about twenty minutes before twelve, he rose, and fell, never in

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this life to rise again! The executioner having proceeded in his sad office, so far that nothing but the falling of the drop remained to complete the career of this unhappy man, he died without a struggle.

He declined addressing the people assembled to witness his execution, saying, if his awful death had no effect, he was sure all he could say would be of no avail, to warn them against committing such crimes as had brought his life to so disgraceful a period. He declared that he had done no injury to the Bank of Englank, or to any other bank, except that of Messrs. Tylee, Salmon, and Co., of Devizes, and that the whole notes he prepared for issuing of that bank were under the value of £100.

Among the fragments of paper found in his cell, is the following :-“I am thankful for the existence and intellect the Almighty has given me, have no reason at present to doubt his mercy, and hope to resign with submission my immortal part into the hands of my Creator, to be disposed of as his infinite wisdom and mercy may direct.”

In a recent letter to his wife, he sent her the following lines, the production of his muse :

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In the cell for condemn'd I remain ;

But these walls show no terrors to me;
On my pillow of straw I exclaim,

“ O God! take my spirit to thee”

I see through the bars of this place

The birds as they wanton in air,
While I am confined with disgrace,

But am seeking a pardon from pray’r.
If Mercy should dart me a ray,

And I'm destin'd to see you once more,
I will walk in the strait narrow way,

And try to keep sin, from my door.
But ab! I reflect with dismay,

I think on the law with a sigh ;
It seems in harsh accents to say,

“ Thy warrant is issued to die.”
Then fit me, O Lord, for the stroke,

On thy mercy and love I depend,
Make easy thy burden and yoke,

To thy will with submission I bend.

The Quotidienne contains the following amusing paragraph :

“ The Archdukes John and Lewis have given permission to a German journalist to publish some extracts from a journal which they kept during their stay in England. These Princes examined with care the English manufactures and agriculture : they give also some details as to the style of living in the upper classes, which are not within the reach of all travellers. The magnificent interior of the country seats, the taste of the furniture, the amiable and decorous freedom of their conversations, the interest which-the women excite, as much by their cultivated minds as by their charms-these are the points which struck these illustrious travellers during their abode in the country. It is there, say they, that you should study the high society of England, and even the character of all its gentlemen. London is merely a large inn; it is at his country-house that the Englishman is hospitable and amiable. The Archdukes describe the manner of dining at the Marquis of Anglesea’s. It presents a novelty for our gourmands; after soup they took cold punch.* A celebrated agriculturist, the Chevalier Sebright, had the Princes for his guests, and showed them his numerous machines. Miss Sebright is a savante (a scientific lady); she made an experiment in galvanism before the Archdukes, with a little galvanic battery. The Chevalier Sebright grows such enormous turnips, that one day he sent to his sister nineteen partridges in the hollow of one these roots.”


The Wirtemberg Elephant.-The elephant formerly in the Menagerie of the King of. Wirtemberg, and since purchased by a private individual, recently made a whimsical escapade on his way

* However new this may be to foreign gourmands, it is a very old custom in England to take cold punch with turtle soup, and that we suppose is the soup here spoken of.

from Dresden to the fair of Leipsic. About daybreak he succeeded in removing the bars that confined him within his moving prison, walked forth unobserved by his keeper, and quietly took the road to Pirna, whilst the poor keeper and his caravan took that of Leipsic. Some peasant women, on their way to the market of Dresden, observing the enormous animal moving towards them, and having never before seen an elephant, ran off in the greatest consternation, abandoning their carts, with provisions of various kinds for the market. The elephant came up, and comfortably regaled himself with a plenteous breakfast of bread, butter, eggs, &c. which he selected with great taste, and even some economy, for whilst he devoured, he took care to commit no waste. The keeper soon discovered his loss, came back out of temper and out of breath, and easily induced the elephant to return with him for the purpose of edifying the good people at the fair of Leipsic.


The last production of this gentleman, which was finished but a short time before his death, begins as follows:

World, I have known thee long, and now the hour
When I must part from thee is near at hand;
I bore thee much good will, and many a time
In thy fair promises reposed more trust

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