Fowle's New Hampshire Gazette And General Advertiser

Notwithstanding (says a late Dublin paper) the frequency of executions, and that an unhappy fellow-creature not long since stood in a gibbet a sad spectacle to numbers of depraved human beings, we are led to think hanging loses force by its frequency -- and he who visits them often, will at last have as little sensibility of it as Hamlet's grave maker, in the exercise of his office -- "custom maketh it to him a property of ease,"

The curtain of eternal night being dropped on the last scene of the culprit's life, or in other words, the execution being over, the multitude return to their several avocations till the evening arrives, when some of them assemble to recapitulate the dying words and actions of the deceased: Another day passes, and you hear no more of him, save that a few of his former associates had, the preceding night, lodged his body in an obscure corner of an unfrequented church-yard, or probably in unhallowed earth -- where his memory and his crimes are interred with his bones!

The humanity of our legislators is as conspicuous as their wisdom. What pity it is, therefore, that they cannot devise, for certain descriptions of felons, a mode of punishment short of death, which might be nearly, if not equally, replete with ignominy and horror, as well as possess the salutary advantage of being permanent and lasting -- at present, alas! it is transient and momentary.