She looked about curiously, half-smiled, and said, "I see none here."

"Will you have the people pray for you?"

"Yes; I want all the people to pray for me!"

Again the light was shut out from her eyes, this time forever. Her

hands were bound behind her with thongs that cut into her wrists, her

feet were tied. She reeled, and the Reverend Mr. Wilson kindly

supported her. The noose was adjusted.

"Let us all pray!" said the Reverend Mr. Wilson. So they hanged Mary

Dyer in the morning.

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