The scene presented on this occasion must have been as impressive at

the time, as it is shocking to us in the retrospect. The spacious

meeting-house was filled with people. The sheriff, accompanied by his

deputy brought in the prisoner, manacled, with the chains clanking from

her side. The two elders, Higginson and Noyes, as the clergy were then

called, delivered an address over the sorrow-burdened form condemning

her to eternal punishment.

Then came the day of execution, July 19, 1692. At an early hour the

little village was bristling with activity. "The devil's angel on earth"

was to be punished with the death she deserved, and so the Puritan

maidens attired themselves in holiday dress to honor the event. The

procession to the gallows was a long one, scores of people from the

neighboring towns and villages taking part. The victim, manacled and

guarded by the sheriff and his deputy, headed the line, while close

behind followed troops of men and women who laughed, deeming it rare

sport to see the agonized faces of the terror-stricken family as they

watched the mother and wife grow pale, and tremble as she began the

ascent of the rocky cliff whose top was crowned with the instrument of

death. It is impossible in words to depict the scene of the execution in

the horrible colors in which tradition has painted it. With firm steps

and eyes upturned to heaven, the gray-haired woman took her place on the

drop. Silently the hangman tied the rope before the eager waiting

assembly; then a momentary hush passed over the crowd--the

executioner's duty was done. A moment later all that was left to tell

the story was the body of the aged woman swinging gently in the summer

wind.

Seldom has a woman met with a harder fate. Her body was thrown with the

previous victims into a hole in a crevice of the rocks, and hastily

covered with earth. Then the masses of spectators turned homeward,

leaving the bereaved family at the homestead uncared for and ignored by

their once firm friends.

It is a family tradition that in some way the remains of Mrs. Nourse

were recovered by her husband and sons and interred in the spot which is

now pointed out on the estate as her grave. Imagination only can recall

the details of the event, so sad and awful. In the darkness of night the

sons hasten to the new-made grave, throw off the slight covering of

earth, and by the feeble light of a lantern discover the remains. What

feelings of revenge and sorrow must have stirred their hearts as they

raised their mother's soulless frame tenderly in their arms, and carried

it along through woods and valleys, over highways and fields to the

homestead, where, on the following night, the three pronounced the only

burial service over the remains, as they lowered the body into a

newly-made grave in their own consecrated grounds, which down through

the generations has been reverently guarded.

A beautiful shaft of granite has been erected over her grave by her

descendants. The monument is of Rockport and Quincy granite, and is

eight and a half feet high. The base and apex are of Rockport granite,

and the die of Quincy granite, polished and lettered as follows:

REBECCA NOURSE.

YARMOUTH, ENGLAND.

1621.

SALEM, MASS.

1692.

O Christian martyr, who for truth could die,

When all about thee owned the hideous lie,

The world redeemed from superstition's sway,

Goes breathing freer, for thy sake, to-day.

(On the reverse.)

Accused of witchcraft, she declared, "I am innocent, and God will clear

my innocency." Once acquitted, yet falsely condemned, she suffered death

July 19, 1692.

In loving memory of her Christian character, even then fully attested by

forty of her neighbors, this monument is erected July, 1885.

NEY (famous French marshal, "The bravest of the brave"), 1769-1815.

"_Soldiers--fire!_" said to the soldiers appointed to dispatch him.

Some say his last words were: "Comrades, straight to the heart, fire!"

While repeating these words, he took off his hat, it is said, with his

left hand, and placed his right hand upon his heart. The officer gave

the signal with sword at the same moment, and the marshal instantly fell

dead, pierced with twelve balls, three of which took effect in the

head.

NOYES (John, the martyr). "_We shall not lose our lives in this fire,

but change them for a better, and for coals, have pearls_," said to a

fellow martyr.

OATES (Titus), about 1619-1705. "_It is all the same in the end._"

Titus Oates was the son of an anabaptist minister, but was educated for

the Church of England, and received an appointment as chaplain in the

royal navy. He was dismissed in disgrace from the navy, and united with

the Jesuits. Later he rejoined the Church of England, and revealed a

pretended popish plot, which resulted in the execution and imprisonment

of many innocent persons. For this he received a large pension, and was

granted a residence at Whitehall, where he lived until the death of

Charles II. Under King James he was convicted of perjury and publicly

whipped. William III. pensioned him.

An old acrostic, in a book published by Nat. Thompson, the bookseller,

"at the entrance into the Old Spring Garden near Charing Cross," during

the reign of Charles II., has this choice description of Titus Oates:

Trayter to God, damn'd source of blasphemy,

Insect of hell, grand mass of perjury;

Thorough-pac'd villain, second unto none,

Unless to Judas (if by him out-done),

Satan's black agent, hell's monopoly,

Of all that's called sin and villainy;

Accursed parent of an hell-bred brood,

Teacher of lies, spiller of guiltless blood;

England's dark cloud, eclipsing all her glory;

Satan's delight, and hell's repository.

O'CAROLAN, or CAROLAN (Turlough, famous Irish bard and musical

composer), 1670-1738. "_It would be hard indeed if we two dear friends

should part after so many years, without one sweet kiss._" These words

were spoken to a bowl of wine which he kissed when he was no longer able

to drink.

OLIVER (Francois, Chancellor of France), 1497-1560. "_O Cardinal! thou

wilt make us all to be damned_," to Cardinal Lorrain under whom he had

condemned to death many innocent men for their faith. He fell sick

through remorse, and in his delirium charged Cardinal Lorrain with

bringing down upon him the wrath of God.

ORANGE (William, Prince of, called "William the Silent," founder of the

Dutch Republic), 1533-1584. "_I do_," in response to his sister's

question, "Dost thou commend thy soul to Jesus Christ?"

William staggered and fell into the arms of an equerry. All crowded

round. "I am wounded," said William in a feeble voice.... "God have mercy

on me and on my poor people!" He was all covered with blood. His sister,

Catherine of Schwartzburg, asked, "Dost thou commend thy soul to Jesus

Christ?" He answered, in a whisper, "I do." It was his last word. They

placed him on one of the steps and spoke to him, but he was no longer

conscious. They then bore him into a room near by, where he died.--_De

Amicis: "Holland."_

The assassin was put to death by the Dutch, but his parents were

ennobled and richly rewarded by Philip II. of Spain. Philip had offered

a reward for the prince's murder, and five separate attempts had been

made previously to kill him.

ORLEANS (Louis Philippe Joseph, Duc d', surnamed "Egalite"), 1747-1793.

"_They will come off better after: let us have done_," to the

executioner who was about to draw off the duke's boots.

OWEN (Robert, socialistic writer and philanthropist), 1771-1858.

"_Relief has come._"

OWEN (John, English non-conformist divine and author, chaplain to

Cromwell, Dean of Christ Church, Oxford, in 1651, Vice-Chancellor of the

University of Oxford. He was a man of great ability and devoted piety),

1616-1683. The first sheet of his "Meditations on the Glory of Christ"

had passed through the press under the superintendence of the Rev.

William Payne; ... and on that person calling on him to inform him of

the circumstances, on the morning of the day he died, he exclaimed with

uplifted hands, and eyes looking upward, "_I am glad to hear it; but, O

brother Payne! the long-wished-for day is come at last, in which I

shall see that glory in another manner than I have ever done, or was

capable of doing, in this world._"

_From Quotation in Allibone._

PAINE (Thomas, author of "Common Sense," "The Rights of Man" and "The

Age of Reason"), 1737-1809. "_I have no wish to believe on that

subject._" These words were in answer to his physician's inquiry: "Do

you wish to believe that Jesus is the Son of God?"

There is a dispute with regard to Paine's death. Some writers say he

recanted and became a Christian, while others affirm that he died as he

lived--an avowed Deist. In his last will and testament he says: "I have

lived an honest and useful life to mankind; my time has been spent in

doing good; and I die in perfect composure and resignation to the will

of my creator, God." On the other hand some authors say that he was

grossly intemperate and licentious, and that he discarded Christianity,

not so much from conviction as from a base desire to lead a bad life.

"In 1802, he (Paine) returned to America and resided a part of the time

on a farm at New Rochelle, presented to him by the State of New York for

his Revolutionary service. Paine became very intemperate, and fell low

in the social scale, not only on account of his beastly habits, but

because of his blasphemous tirade against Christianity."

_Lossing in "Our Countrymen."_

Of Paine's last hours Rev. O. B. Frothingham speaks as follows:

"The truth is, that Paine, though not rich, was in comfortable

circumstances. He had considerable property, which is specified in his

will. His sick bed was surrounded by friends who ministered to his

wants, witnessed the firmness and calmness of his last hours, and

attested the sincerity and sufficiency of his convictions. Not even the

impertinent intrusiveness of the clergy disturbed the entire serenity of

his death."

The commonly received opinion, and most likely the correct one, with

regard to Paine is this which we excerpt from _Appleton's Cyclopaedia of

Biography_:

"His attacks upon religion had exceedingly narrowed his circle of

acquaintance; and his habitual intemperance tended to the injury of his

health and the ultimate production of a complication of disorders, to

which he fell a victim in 1809. The Quakers refused to admit his remains

among their dead, and he was buried on his own farm. Cobbett boasted of

having disinterred him in 1817, and of having brought his body to

England; many, however, assert that Cobbett did not take that trouble,

but brought over from America the remains of a criminal who had been

executed."[39]

[39] The effects of Mr. Cobbett were sold by auction, in 1836; and

the bones brought forward to be offered for competition. The

auctioneer, however, refused to put them up; and they were

withdrawn, and remained in the possession of the receiver. This

gentleman, desiring to be relieved, awaited the orders of the Lord

Chancellor; but the latter, upon the matter being mentioned to him

in court, refused to recognize them as part of the estate, or make

any order respecting them. The receiver thus continued to hold them;

but finding that none of the creditors would relieve him of them,

or, indeed, make inquiry about them, he transferred them, in 1844,

to a Mr. Tilley, who retained them in his possession until a public

funeral could be arranged. I have never heard that this has been

done, and know nothing more of these _Thomae venerabilis

ossa_.--_William Bates: "The Maclise Portrait Gallery."_

_Ode to the Bones of the Im-mortal Thomas Paine, newly transported

from America to England, by the no less Im-mortal William Cobbett,

Esq._, by Thomas Rodd, Senr., the Bookseller (London, 1819, 4to). _A

Brief History of the Remains of the late Thomas Paine, from the time

of their disinterment, in 1819, by the late William Cobbett, M.P.,

down to the year 1846_ (London, Watson, 1847); and _Notes and

Queries_, Fourth Series.

"How Tom gets a living now ... I know not, nor does it much signify.

He has done all the mischief he can in the world; and whether his

carcase is at last to be suffered to rot on the earth, or to be

dried in the air, is of very little consequence. Whenever or

wherever he breathes his last, he will excite neither sorrow nor

compassion; no friendly hand will close his eyes, not a groan will

be uttered, not a tear will be shed. Like _Judas_, he will be

remembered by posterity; _men will learn to express all that is

base, malignant, treacherous, unnatural, and blasphemous, by the

single monosyllable_--PAINE!"--_Life of Thomas Paine_, by William

Cobbett.

PALMER (John, English actor of considerable merit), 1742-1798. "_There

is another and a better world._"

His death took place on the stage of the Liverpool Theatre while he was

performing the character of the _Stranger_, and his last words were a

line in the play.

Palmer was a man of acute and affectionate feelings, which had been much

exercised by the course and events of his life. He had recently lost his

wife and a favorite son, labored in consequence under profound grief and

depression of mind which he strove to overcome, and had expressed a

conviction that these mental sufferings would very shortly bring him to

his grave. During some days he seemed, however, to bear up against his

misfortunes, and performed in some pieces, including _The Stranger_,

with much success. About a week afterward he appeared a second time in

that character, when he fell a victim to the poignancy of his feelings.

On the morning of the day he was much dejected, but exerted himself with

great effect in the first and second acts of the play. In the third act

he showed evident marks of depression; and in the fourth, when about to

reply to the question of Baron Steinfort relative to his children,

appeared unusually agitated. He endeavored to proceed, but his feelings

overcame him. The hand of death arrested his progress, and he fell on

his back, heaved a convulsive sigh and instantly expired without a

groan. Having been removed to the scene-room, and medical aid

immediately procured, his veins were opened, but yielded not a single

drop of blood, and every other means of resuscitation was tried without

effect. His death was by most persons ascribed to apoplexy; but Dr.

Mitchell and Dr. Corry gave it as their opinion that he certainly died

of a broken heart, in consequence of the family afflictions which he had

recently experienced.

_Annual Register._

PARK (Edwards Amasa, distinguished American theologian, author and

translator, professor in Andover Theological Seminary, and one of the

editors of the "Bibliotheca Sacra"), 1808-1899. "_These passages may be

found on the following pages._" His mind was wandering, and, like Dr.

Adam, head master at the High School in Edinburgh, he thought himself

once more in the class-room.

PARKER (Theodore, Unitarian preacher and writer), 1810-1869. "_It is all

one, Phillips and Clarke will come for my sake._" He meant that Wendell

Phillips and James Freeman Clarke would attend his funeral. He died at

Florence, where he had gone for his health. The character of Theodore

Parker was above reproach. His tone of morality was high. His motives

were elevated, and, apparently, sincere. His firm grasp of some of the

fundamental principles of natural religion, together with his unfailing

confidence in his own powers, gave a strength to his utterances of truth

and duty which often stirred and swayed the moral nature of his hearers.

But in all his writings we find no expression of a consciousness of

guilt and of need as a sinner, and no recognition of Christ as a

Saviour. Of Theodore Parker, Lowell speaks thus wittily, in his "Fables

for Critics:"

His hearers can't tell you on Sunday beforehand,

If in that day's discourse they'll be Bibled or Koraned,

For he's seized the idea (by his martyrdom fired),

That all men (not orthodox) may be inspired;

Yet though wisdom profane with his creed he may weave in,

He makes it quite clear what he doesn't believe in,

While some, who decry him, think all kingdom come

Is a sort of a, kind of a, species of Hum,

Of which, as it were, so to speak, not a crumb

Would be left, if we didn't keep carefully mum,

And, to make a clean breast, that 'tis perfectly plain

That all kinds of wisdom are somewhat profane;

Now P's creed than this may be lighter or darker,

But in one thing 'tis clear he has faith, namely--Parker.

And this is what makes him the crowd-drawing preacher.

There's a background of God to each hard-working feature.

PARKMAN (Francis, American author), 1823-1893. He died peacefully about

noon on the 8th of November, 1893, and was buried in the Mount Auburn

Cemetery. The last book he read was "Childe Harold," and his last words

were to tell that he had just dreamed of killing a bear. Though

suffering extremely, he yet maintained to his last hour an impressive

degree of dignity, firmness, gentleness and serenity.

_Farnham: "Life of Francis Parkman."_

PASCAL (Blaise, one of the most profound thinkers and accomplished

writers of France), 1623-1662. "_May God never forsake me!_"

PAYSON (Rev. Edward, American Congregational divine), 1783-1827. "_Faith

and patience hold out._" These words were spoken with extreme difficulty

and in great pain. Some report his last words thus: "_I feel like a mote

in the sunbeam._"

Dr. Payson directed that when he was dead a label should be attached to

his breast on which should be written, "Remember the words I spake unto

you while I was yet present with you," that all who came to view his

dead body might receive from him one more sermon. The same words were at

the request of his people engraven upon the plate of the coffin.

PELLICO (Silvio, Italian poet, author of "Francesca da Rimini" and "My

Prisons"), 1789-1854. "_O Paradise! O Paradise! At last comes to me the

grand consolation. My prisons disappear; the great of earth pass away;

all before me is rest._"

PEMBO (the hermit), "_I thank God that not a day of my life has been

spent in idleness. Never have I eaten bread that I have not earned with

the sweat of my brow. I do not recall any bitter speech I have made for

which I ought to repent now._" This suggests the prayer of the Pharisee,

"God, I thank thee that I am not as other men are, extortioners, unjust,

adulterers, or even as this publican. I fast twice in the week; I give

tithes of all that I possess."--_Luke xviii: 11, 12._

PENN (William, founder of Pennsylvania), 1644-1718. "_To be like Christ

is to be a Christian._"

PERCEVAL (Spencer, distinguished statesman, assassinated on the 11th of

May, 1812, in the lobby of the House of Commons, by John Bellingham),

1762-1812. "_O my God!_"

PESTEL (Paul, Russian revolutionist, author of "Pestel's Hymn." He was a

brave man who loved liberty, and desired to establish it upon the ruins

of Russian absolutism), 1794-1826. "_Stupid country, where they do not

even know how to hang._" These words were spoken when the rope broke by

which he was to be hanged.

PETER (His original name was Simon; but when he became a disciple of

Christ he received the name Peter, which in Greek signifies a "rock." He

was sometimes called Cephas. He was one of the most distinguished of the

twelve apostles of our Lord, and is the author of two epistles included

in the canon of Scripture),--65. "_Remember the Lord Jesus Christ._"

These words which rest upon the authority of Eusebius, Peter is said to

have addressed to his wife on seeing her going to martyrdom. Some

suppose that he was himself at the time suspended upon the cross.[40]

[40] It is said that Peter was crucified with his head down, himself

so requesting, because he thought himself unworthy to be crucified

in the same manner as his Lord.

PETER I. (of Russia, "Peter the Great"), 1672-1725. "_I believe, Lord,

and confess; help my unbelief._"

PETER III. (Feodorovitch, of Russia, grandson of "Peter the Great." He

drew down upon himself, by his innovations, the enmity of the nobles and

clergy, and was in consequence dethroned and strangled by conspirators,

of whom his wife, the profligate, cruel and infamous Catherine II. was

an accomplice), 1728-1762. "_It was not enough to deprive me of the

Crown of Russia, but I must be put to death._"

PETERS (Hugh, distinguished clergyman and politician, pastor of the

First Congregational Church in Salem, Mass., succeeding Roger Williams,

"whose doctrines he disclaimed and whose adherents he excommunicated."

In 1637 he was appointed overseer of Harvard. In 1641 he returned to

England, where he joined the Parliamentary party, and became a chaplain

in the army. After the restoration of Charles II. Peters was committed

to the Tower, and indicted for high treason. He was executed in London,

Oct. 16, 1660), 1599-1660. "_Friend, you do not well to trample on a

dying man._"

When Hugh Peters was carried on a sledge to the scaffold, he was made to

sit within the rails, and see the execution of Mr. Cook. When the latter

was cut down to be quartered, Colonel Turner ordered the sheriff's men

to bring Mr. Peters near, that he might see it; and when soon after the

hangman rubbed his blood-stained hands together, he tauntingly asked,

"Come, how do you like this work, Mr. Peters?" He calmly replied,

"Friend, you do not well to trample on a dying man."

_The Percy Anecdotes._

It was alleged that Peters was one of those that stood masked on the

scaffold when the king was beheaded, and to render him more odious, it

was reported that he was the executioner. During his imprisonment he

wrote several letters of advice to his daughter, which were published

under the title of "A Dying Father's Legacy to an Only Child," of which

his great-nephew, Samuel, said: "It was printed and published in Old and

New England, and myriads of experienced Christians have read his legacy

with ecstasy and health to their souls." After execution his head was

stuck on a pole and placed on London bridge.... His private character

has been the subject of much discussion. He was charged by his enemies

with gross immorality, and the most bitter epithets have been applied to

him. Of late years he has been estimated more favorably.

_Appleton's Cyclopaedia of American Biography._

PHILIP II. (of Spain), 1527-1598. "_I die like a good Catholic, in faith

and obedience to the Holy Roman church._"

Soon after these last words had been spoken, a paroxysm, followed by

faintness, came over him, and he lay entirely still. They had covered

his face with a cloth, thinking that he had already expired, when he

suddenly started with great energy, opened his eyes, seized the crucifix

again from the hand of Don Fernando de Toledo, kissed it, and fell back

again in agony.... He did not speak again, but lay unconsciously dying

for some hours, and breathed his last at five in the morning of Sunday,

the 13th of September.

_Motley: "History of the United Netherlands."_

PHILIP III. (of Spain), 1578-1621: "_Oh would to God I had never

reigned! Oh, that those years I have spent in my kingdom I had lived a

solitary life in the wilderness! Oh, that I had lived alone with God!

How much more secure should I now have died! With how much more

confidence should I have gone to the throne of God! What doth all my

glory profit, but that I have so much the more torment in my death?_"

PIUS IX. (Cardinal Giovanni Maria Mastai-Farretti, elected Pope June

17th, 1846), 1792-1878. "_Guard the church I loved so well and

sacredly._" Some say his last words were, "Death wins this time."

PHOCION (Athenian statesman and general, unjustly condemned on a charge

of treason, and put to death), B. C. 402-317. "_No resentment._"

PITT (William), 1759-1806. "_O my country, how I leave thee!_"

PIZARRO (Francisco, the conqueror of Peru), about 1475-1541. "_Jesu!_"

He was assassinated in his palace, June 26, 1541, and was killed only

after desperate resistance.

PLOTINUS (Greek philosopher of the Neo-Platonic school), 204-270. "_I am

laboring to return that which is divine in us, unto that Divinity which

informs and enlivens the whole universe._"

He was intensely religious, and if he had come a century later would,

instead of a heathen philosopher, have been one of the first names among

the saints of the church.--_Hallam._

POE (Edgar Allan, American poet, author of "The Raven"), 1811-1849.

"_Lord help my soul!_"

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