Brodie had on a full suit of black, his hair dressed and powdered; Smith
was dressed in white linen with black trimming. They were assisted in
their devotions by the Rev. Mr. Hardie, one of the ministers of the
city, and the Rev. Mr. Cleeve, of the Episcopal, and Mr. Hall, of the
Burgher persuasion. They spent some time in prayer, with seeming
fervency. Brodie knelt, laying a handkerchief under his knees. He prayed
by himself, nearly as follows:--“O Lord,-I acknowledge Thee as the Great
Ruler of the world; although I lament much that I know so little of
Thee, This much, however, I know, that Thou are a merciful God, and
that, as I am a great sinner, Thou wilt have mercy upon me, through the
merits of Thy Son Jesus Christ. O Lord, receive my soul! Into Thy hands
I resign it. Amen.”
When the devotions were over the great bell began to toll at half-minute
pauses, which had an awful and solemn effect. When the executioner
proceeded to bind his arms, Mr. Brodie requested that it might not be
done too tight, as he wished to have the use of his hands, at the same
time assuring his friends that he should not struggle. The criminals put
on white night-caps; and Smith, whose behaviour was highly penitent and
resigned, slowly ascended the platform, raised a few feet above the
scaffold, and placed immediately under the beam where the halters were
fixed. It is said Brodie tapped Smith on the shoulder, saying, “Go up,
George; you are first in hand.” He was followed by Brodie, who mounted
with alertness, and examined the dreadful apparatus with attention,
particularly the halter designed for himself, which he pulled with his
hand. It was found that the halters had been too much shortened, and
they were obliged to be taken down to alter. During this dreadful
interval Smith remained on the platform trembling, but Brodie stepped
briskly down to the scaffold, took off his night-cap, and again entered
into conversation with his friends, till the ropes were adjusted. And
though the dreadful moment of death was thus prolonged, he did not
complain, but apologised himself by saying that it was on a new
construction, and wanted nothing but practice to make it complete. He
then sprang up again upon the platform, which was raised much higher
than on former executions, but the rope was still improperly placed, and
he once more descended, showing some little impatience, and observed
that the executioner was a bungling fellow, and ought to be punished for
his stupidity--but that it did not much signify.
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