hurdle, and drawn to the lodge, where the inner gates were opened, and they were conveyed to the stair-case that leads up to the scaffold. The hurdle then returned and brought Broughton and Wrattan, then Wood and Francis. Last of all Colonel Despard was put into it alone. Macnamara seemed intent upon the book in his hand. Graham remained silent. Broughton jumped into the hurdle, smiled, and looked up to the scaffold. Wood and Francis both smiled; and all of them surveyed the awful scene with much composure.— Despard shook hands with a gentleman, as he got into the hurdle, and looked up to the scaffold with a smile.

As soon as they had all been conveyed in the hurdle to the staircase that leads to the scaffold, they were escorted up one by one.

As soon as the prisoners were placed on the hurdles, St. George's bell tolled for some time. It was about half past eight when they ascended the scaffold.

As soon as the cord was fastened round the neck of one, the second was brought up, and so on till the cords were fastened round the necks of all the

seven.

Macnamara was first brought up; he still held a book in his hand, and when the cord was placed round his neck, he exclaimed, with the greatest devotion, "Lord Jesus have mercy upon me. Oh! Lord, look down with pity upon me."

Graham came second. He looked pale aud ghastly, but spoke not. Wrattan was the third; he ascended the scaffold with much firmness. Broughton, the fourth, smiled as he ran up the scaffold stairs, but as soon as the rope was fastened round his neck, he turned pale, and smiled no more.→ Wood was the fifth, and Francis the sixth. Francis ascended the scaffold with a composure which he preserved to the last. Wood and Broughton were equally composed. Of all of them Francis was the best looking-tall, hand↑ some, and well made. He and Wood were dressed in soldier's uniform. The rest were in coloured clothes.

Colonel Despard was brought up the last, dressed in boots, a dark brown great coat, his hair unpowdered.

The Colonel ascended the scaffold with great firmness. His countenance underwent not the slightest change, whilst the awful ceremony of fastening the rope round his neck, and placing the cap on his head, was performing. He looked at the multitude assembled with perfect calmness.

The ceremony of fastening the prisoners being finished, the Colonel advanced as near as he could to the'edge of the scaffold, and made the following speech to the multitude:

"Fellow citizens, I come here, as you see, after having served my country-faithfully, honourably, and usefully served it, for thirty years and upwards, to suffer death upon a scaffold, for a crime of which I protest I am not guilty. I solemnly declare that I am no more guilty of it than any of you who may be now hearing me. But, though His Majesty's ministers know as well as I do, that I am not guilty, yet they avail themselves of a legal pretext to destroy a man, because he has been a friend to truth, to liberty, and to justice." (There was a considerable huzza from part of the populace the nearest to him, but who, from the height of the scaffold from the ground, could not, we are sure, distinctly hear

what was said.) The Colonel proceeded: Because he has been a friend to the poor, and the oppressed. But, citizens, I hope and trust, notwithstanding my fate, and the fate of those who, no doubt, will soon follow me, that the principles of freedom, of humanity, and of justice, will finally triumph over faishood, tyranny, and delusion, and every principle hostile to the interests of the human race. And now, having said this, I have little more to add." (The Colonel's voice seemed to falter a little here. He paused a moment as if he had meant to say: something more, but had forgotten it. He then concluded in the following manner)" I have little more to add, except to wish you all health, happiness, and freedom, which I have endeavoured, as far as was in my power, to procure for you, and for mankind in general."

The Colonek spoke in a firm and audible tone of voice. As soon as he had ceased speaking, the clergyman prayed with five of the prisoners. Macnamara prayed earnestly with the clergyman of his own persuasion. Despard surveyed the populace, and made a short answer, which we could not hear, to some few words addressed to him by Francis, who was next him. The clergyman now shook hands with each of them. Colonel Despard bowed, and seemed to thank him as he shook hands with him, The executioners pulled the caps over the faces of the unhappy persons, and descended the scaffold.Most of them exclaimed, " Lord Jesus receive our souls!"

The Isat and most dreadful part of the ceremony was now to be performed. —The most awful silence prevailed, and the thousands present all with one accord stood uncovered.

At seven minutes before nine o'clock the signal was given, the platford dropped, and they were all launched into eternity!

Col. Despard had not one struggle: twice be opened and clenched his hands, together convulsively :. he stirred no more.

Macnamara, Graham, Wood, and Wrattan were motionless after a few struggles.

Broughton, and Francis struggled violently for some moments after all the rest were without motion. The executioner pulled their legs to put an end to, their pain more speedily.

After hanging about half an hour, till they were quite dead, they were cut down. Colonel Despard was first cut down, his body placed upon saw-dust, and his head on a block. After his coat had been taken off, his head was severed from his body, by persons engaged on purpose to perform that ceremony. The executioner then took the head by the hair, and carrying it to the edge of the parapet, on the right hand, held it up to the view of the populace, and exclaimed,

“This is the head of a traitor-Edward Marcus Despard."

The same ceremony was performed at the parapet on the left hand. There was some hooting and hissing when the Colonel's head was exhibited.

The Colonel's body was now put into the shell that had been prepared for it. I The other prisoners were then cut down, their heads severed from their bodies, and exhibited to the populace with the same exclamation of This is the head of another traitor."

The bodies were then put into their different shells, and are to be delivered, to their friends for interment.

SEBASTIANE'S DESCRIPTION OF DJEZAR PACHA-I stopped at the resi→ dence of the Commissary for the Republic of the Seven Isles. Immediately af terwards the Drogoman of the Pacha, informed of my arrival, came to conduct me to Djezar, who received me in an apartment where he was alone, and where there was no other furniture than a carpet. He had beside him a four-barrelled pistol, a carbine, a sabre, and an ax. After satisfying his enquiries after my health, he asked me, "if I was well assured, that when our knell is rung in hea wen, it is possible to change our destiny?" my answer was, "that I believed as he did in fate.” He continued to speak a long time in that strain-and I saw that he affected an extreme simplicity, and that he wished to pass for a man of wit-and, what was more, for a man of integrity. He repeated to me several times, "It is said that Djezar is a barbarian :-he is but just and severe. Intreat the First Consul,” added he, “ not to send to me, as a Commissary of Commer cial Relations, a blind man or a cripple, because the world would not scruple to say, it is Djezar who reduced him to that state." In a minute afterwards, he said to me again, " I desire that the Commissary you are to send, may establish himself at Seid ; because that is the principal commercial part of my dominions. That Agent will not be necessary in this place, where I shall be myself the Com missary for France, and where your countrymen shall meet the most amicable reception. I have great esteem for the French. Bonaparte is small in stalúró, but he is the greatest of men: I also know that he is much regretted at Cairo, and that they wish to have him there again."

I said to him a few words on the peace between France and the Sublime Porte, and he answered me-Do you know why I have received you, and why thave pleasure in seeing you?-It is because you came without a Firman, I disregard the orders of the Divan; and I have the most profound contempt for its stupid Vizier. They say Djezar is a Bosnian, a man of no account-a cruel being: But, in the mean time, I do not want them, though they seek me. I was born poor; my father bequeathed me nothing but his courage, I have raised myself by dint of exertion, but that has not rendered me prond: for every thing will have an end, and to-day, or perhaps to-morrow, Djezar himself may be no more; not that he is old, as his enemies say," (and at the same time brandished his arms in the manner of the Mamelukes, which he did with singular agility), “but because God hath so ordered it. The King of France, who was powerful, has perished; Nebuchadnezzar, the greatest amongst the monarchs of his time, was killed by a gnat."

He spoke many sentences of the same kind, and detailed to me the mo tives which had decided him to make war against the French armies. In the whole of this discourse, I remarked the pleasure with which he desired to be re conciled to the First Consul, and dreaded his anger.

This is the apologue of which he availed himself, to shew me the reasons which had forced him to resistance-"A Negro slave," said he to me," after a long journey, wherein he had suffered all manner of privations, arrived in a plantation of sugar-canes. He stopped to refresh himself with that delicious juice, and determined to take up his abode in that field. A minute afterwards, as two travellers passed, who had followed him, the first said to him, "Salomec.'-(Health be with you.) The devil take you,' answered the black slave. Thesecond traveller then approached, and demanded why he gave so wicked an answer

to so kind a salutation? I have good reasons for it,' replied he. If my answer had been friendly, that man, who has accosted me, would have seated himself near me, and would have taken part of my food; he would have found it good, and he would have striven to obtain the exclusive possession.'”

I have recommended the care of the Christians to Djezar, and particularly the convents of Nazareth and Jerusalem. He has assured me that he will treat them with great attention. Djezar has assured me at different times that his word is as valid as any treaty.-Our conversation was interrupted for some minutes by very agreeable military music, which he caused to be struck up.

His palace is built with great taste and elegance: but in order to get at the apartments, one must pass through an infinite number of winding passages; at the bottom of the staircase is the prison, the door of which is always open from noon till evening. As I passed along, I beheld a crowd of unhappy persons crammed together there. In the court-yard are twelve field-pieces, with their ammunition-cases, in good order. I never beheld a more hideous nor disgusting spectacle than that which was exhibited by the Minister of Djezar, whom I met as I was going away. The Pacha had caused one of his eyes to be pulled out, and his ears and nose to be cut off. I saw in the city more than one hundred persons in the same condition. On seeing domestics of Djezar, and even the inhabitants of Acre, a man imagines himself in a den of robbers, who are ready to assassinate him. That monster has stamped the seal of his atrocious character ou every thing that surrounds him.

We have to announce to the lovers of antiques, that an ancient stone pillar, in a high state of preservation, was found, a few weeks ago, in the bed of Artlebeck, at Caton, four miles from Lancaster. It is about eight feet high, and bears an inscription dedicatory to the Emperor Adrian, the concluding line of which is not perfectly legible; but we are led to suppose, that it is in the usual style of Roman military stones. The circumstance of finding this pillar confirms the supposition of the Roman Military Way having passed through Lancaster (the Longovicum of the Romans), to Bremetonance, the Over-burrow of our day.

The Fine Arts have received an excellent auxiliary by the discovery of a multiplying process, which is to be distinguished by the title of Lainography; which, by making any drawing on a plain-faced piece of stone or marble, merely with a pen and liquid ink, resembling Indian-ink, or with a composition not unlike French or Italian chalk, any number of impressions may be taken off by an easy method, as correctly and fully as the original, in the course of a few minutes, or a proportionate time. This invention has already undergone the investigation, and met with the admiration and approbation of the first artists of the Royal Academy.

i Cambridge, Jan. 23.-The Vice Chancellor has appointed the following subjects for Sir Wm. Browne's prizes for the present year. For the odes, Helvetiorum Lucius, et Querimonia. For the epigram, Ex nitido fit Rusticus. • The innkeeper who was lately taken into custody at Deal, on suspicion of having committed a murder in Lincolnshire about twelve years ago, has been liberated. Three persons from the place where the murder was committed, have been there, and affirm that he is not the man who absconded about that period.

MURDER.-On Saturday, January 22, a cool, deliberate, and horrid murder was perpetrated in Greenwich hospital, upon one of the pensioners by another, the circumstances of which were as follow:-The perpetrator, who had been some years a pensioner, was of a disposition so violent and quarrelsome, as to render himself very obnoxious to his associates, and became so extremely troublesome, in this respect, at the public houses in the town to which he was in the habit of resorting, that, for a considerable time past, none of them would admit or entertain him. About a month since, he had been guilty of some gross breach of duty within the college, for which he was brought before the board of commissioners, upon the charge of a fellow pensioner, who acted in the capacity of a boatswain, and the fact being substantiated, he was mulcted of two months pocket-money, and severely reprimanded, but without any further disgrace. This, however, was sufficient to exasperate him to vengeance against his accuser, and another, his birth-mate, who had corroborated his testimony, and on the night mentioned, he determined to carry his purpose into execution. He went in the dead hour of the night, into the cabin or apartment of the deceased, who was alone, and wrapped in sleep, and with a large poker, at a single blow, he literally beat out his brains, and killed him so instantaneously, that he never uttered a single groan. Fortunately for his bedfellow, for whom a similar fate was intended, he had obtained permission to sleep out of the hospital for that night with his family. The murderer then went into the next birth, where an aged pensioner was in bed, and minutely examined whether he was asleep, lest he might have heard any thing of what had just passed. The man, who heard the blow, and expected every moment a similar fate, lay still as if fast asleep; but on the murderer having left him, and retired to his own cabin, the man immediately got up and alarmed the guard, a party of whom directly came to the place and secured the murderer, after a stout and desperate resistance. Monday morning the coroner's jury returned their verdict of wilful murder on the body of the deceased, and the perpetrator was committed to Maidstone gaol; but so far was he from evincing any signs of remorse for the deed, that he only declared his regret at not having the opportunity of killing the other man, who had so fortunately eluded his desperate purpose.

The following whimsical fact took place in Paris a short time since :-Madame Simon, lately a celebrated actress, and now the wedded wife of one of the most opulent Parvenus in the capital, sent for an eminent artist, and told him she would give a hundred louis d'ors for her perfect likeness; the painter promised he would pay becoming attention to the order, and exert his best faculties to give satisfaction. He succeeded even beyond his own expectations, and sent the highly finished portrait home: it however happened that, when the correct copy was handed to the original, she was surrounded by a swarm of loungers, who took a malicious pleasure in repeating that the portrait was not at all like her" No (says one to her) though it may be a very good likeness of your deceased grandmother. Another added, "that a stupid and unmeaning look could never be a substitute for vivacity and expression of countenance.” A third petit maitre exclaimed, instead of a mouth, he has delineated an oven, and for roseate, he has given you livid lips," A fourth swore that, "instead of animated eyes, the dauber had made apertures, resembling two burnt holes in a