" My Son, if sinners entice thee, con- sent thou not: If they say, come with us, let us lay wait for blood; walk not thou in the way with them, refrain thy foot from their path, for their feet run to evil, and make haste to shed blood.

SCARECELY has a year elapsed since we were summoned to wit- ness the awful end of Tully, who suf- fered an ignominious death for the same horrid crime for which two un- happy beings now stand under sen- tence of death by the law. Yet how- ever abandoned the wretch, (as he must be) who perpetrates so foul a deed, they are still mortals, and ema- nate from the same divine power as other of their fellow creatures, conse- quently the mind is absorbed in sym- pathy, for their fallen state, and all hearts are raised in prayer, to the be- nign Saviour of the world that they may not be " doomed to the everlast- ing wrath to come." But while we deplore the dreadful fate which await those miserable culprits; while it in- spires us with a due reverence for the law, which inflicts the just punishment, it should serve as a strong admonition, and impressive lesson to deter others not only from the wicked deed, but from the first steps of sin and wicked- ness, which leads to desperate deeds of murder. It seldom, if ever occurs, that man begins a life of wickedness with any great atrocities at the setting out; but is led insensibly step by step, from venial to crimes of greater mag- nitude, till he reaches the pinnacle of destruction, and then looks back when too late upon the precipices surmount- ed, from which declivity he would at first have shrunk appalled, at the idea of gaining it at one bold reach.

These poor unhappy men were insti- gated to this foul deed, from the idea they were killing an INDIAN; which to their perverted minds was doing God justice! Oh, that they had reflect- ted, that a savage is the creature of the Creator, born of the human race, his life at the disposal of the Deity alone! and that perhaps in the bosom of an Indian reigns as much love of God, as in that of a civilized christian.

Oh, ye poor deluded men, were ye not concious of breaking one of the most sacred commandments? did ye forget the eye of Omnipotence dwelt upon ye? that if even you had escaped your ignominious punishment in this world, the "Great King of Kings sits upon his throne," to judge and con- demn you hereafter? what expiation can be offered for your high offence? none but one, even "Him who offered himself a ransom for all, who came not to call the righteous, but sinners to repentence."

Oh that ye may repent in due sea- son, that our blessed Saviour may pray for you to his heavenly Father, and if possible that your crime may be wash- ed away. But MAN cannot promise this, ye cannot promise it to yourselves, yet still one duty remains for you, that you pray without ceasing the short time ye have to live; that God would wash clean your hearts, and purify that which is impure, that you may yet find saving grace in his sight."

Are your eyes, unhappy men, yet open? then view this stop of your ca- reer as an act of God. Had you gone on unpunished for this desperate act you would in all probability have pro- ceeded farther, and perpetrated deeds more numerous: your escape from punishment for this enormous offence would have darkened your eyes, even to blindness, and you would have vain- ly believed to go undetected would hide your crime forever, and this would lead you to a repetition, with the false hope of concealment, 'till your crimes had become as numerous as the days that you tell! but it has pleased the allwise Creator to arrest you in your progress, that your sins might be les- sened through deprivation of life.

Ye are both young. Does it not haunt your pillow, that you were born in this world of light, and religion, for the purpose of cherishing your fellow creatures, and to do all the good in your power; to the practice of which, have ye not had the light of the gos- pel open to your view, inculcated by your parents, and by the ministers of that divine work? Have you hitherto observed the precepts there laid down by our blessed Saviour, and his in- spired apostles, "Whatsoever ye would that men should do unto you, do ye also unto them." Your hearts will tell you, you have not, had you so done, your present fate would not await you. Still you are not to despair, for God hath mercy on the vilest sinner, who sin- cerely repents; and if the prayers of men avail ought, you will have them abundantly offered up to the "throne of grace," by all good men who have charity for, and feel with your surviv- ing friends the touch of pity and com- passion.

It is sincerely hoped by the writer of this, that the example of punish- ment about to be inflicted upon these unfortunate men, may inculcate a seri- ous lesson to youth, and indeed to all those, who walk in the ways of dark- ness; let them reflect, that it is not yet too late with them (as it is with those who are now about to be launched into eternity) to turn from their ways and repent; and never to lose sight of this divine lesson, to "do justice love mercy, and walk humbly with their God."

BEHOLD two youths, of years but few, Within the bar arraign'd, Convicted, sentenc'd, by the laws, For blood their hands have stain'd.

Observe the crowd, observe it well, To view this dreadful scene, It is a warning, to all youth, To spurn the paths of sin.

Had these poor men, but learn'd to love, The Lord with all their heart, They wou'd not thus untimely be, Sad victims of "Death's dart."

And they the scriptures arch'd sincere, And look'd up to their Lord, A blessing to their parents, then, A sure and sweet reward.

Had they observed the golden rule, By our dear Lord laid down, Peace had been theirs, and glory too, Far dearer than a crown.

Forgetful of those precepts grave, They chose the road not strait. Narrow the way, and few come in, Unto the heavenly gate.

But broad the way, and crooked too, The road that leads to sin. Many there are, who reach the gate, Where sinners are let in.

Take.warning all ye youth who see, Their sad, and dismal end. "Learn to be wise, by others harm," And happy days you'll spend. Learn well to shun the steps of those, Who walk through sinful ways, Mark but the progress of such men, Who live but half their days.

Attend the church devout and strict, God's holy word observe; Worship the Lord with all thy soul, Adore him, every nerve.

Peace and good will, observe to man, Nor let thy anger rise, "Vengeance is mine, the Lord doth cry, In echo from the skies.

And now poor victims to thy fate, To you we bid adieu, May Christ in his great mercy seat, Bestow one thought on you.

Thy friends on earth, whom thou hast left, You leave to God's kind care, Parent or child, of you b ret , Will find a parent there.

May God in his Almighty power, Heal up the wound 'thous't given, Within the breast of kindred dear, Whose cries do reach to heav'n.

Once more adieu poor hapless meu, Our prayers we send on high, Great God withhold thy anger when Their spirits reach the sky.