WHEN they arrived at the place of execution at South Boston, the Marshal read aloud his warrant of execution, when Tully expressed a wish to read a paper, but his strength failing him, he desired one of the De- puty-Marshals to read it for him. In this paper is contained HIS LAST WORDS AND DYING SPEECH.

AS a man and criminal now going out of this world, I do think it my duty to acknowledge that I have been guilty of taking, and assisting to take, the property which is mentioned in the first indictment ; but the murder, which was charged in the second in- dictment, I do not see that I am any ways guilty of, although it was plead so hard against me, and I have reason to believe was the means of my being condemned ; but if not, I acknowledge the justness of my sentence ; but if other ways, I pray that the Almighty God will forgive those who have done me this wrong, and I freely forgive them from the bottom of my heart, as I hope the Almighty God will forgive me, not only this but all the sins and wickedness that I have done in the world. This crime for which I now suffer, is a horrible crime to think upon, and I beg that it may be a warning to every one that may hear of it, or witness my sad fate. And I do think that it is my duty to express, with gratitude, my sincere thanks to the Marshals, and to other gentlemen, in whose hands and charge I have been since I first came to Boston, particular- ly to the Wardens and Keepers of the State's Prison in Charlestown, and Col. Gardner in particular for his kindness shown to me, I give my sincere and hearty thanks to all the Ministers, and other pious people of different denomi- nations, who have assisted me with their repeated visits, and their good ad- vice, their prayers, their sermons, and their pious and godly books, to bring me to a due sense of myself, and to open my blind and wicked heart, and to soothe my sorrows, to bring me to true repentance, for all my sins and wickedness, and to prepare me to meet my awful sentence and death, and to meet the Almighty God who gave me my existence, and has been my whole support through this veil of life. And undoubtedly it has been this good will and pleasure that I should suffer this side the grave to expiate for the sins and wickedness which I have willfully committed against so good and merciful a Creator ; and to bring me to his only Son, Jesus Christ, the Redeemer and Saviour of the world, in whom I put my whole trust hope and confidence, well knowing there is no other name under heaven whereby I can be saved. Therefore I resign myself to his gracious dispo- sal, with my body to the earth from whence it came, and my spirit to the Lord who gave it ; and may the Lord Jesus Christ have mercy on my poor soul. Amen. SAMUEL TULLY.

After the throne of grace had been addressed by the Rev. Mr. Collier, and the unfortunate Tully launched into eternity, the Marshal stepped forward, and addressed the spectators, as fol- lows :

Friends and Fellow Citizens, The good People of the United States, when they formed their National Compact, wisely ordained among the duties assigned to the President, that he should execute the Laws with judg- ment and with mercy ; while therefore he has left that man [pointing to Tul- ly,) who is now suspended between Heaven and Earth, a spectacle for Men and Angels, to suffer the pains adjudg- ed him by the Law ; he has been dis- posed in mercy to respite the sentence of this man, pointing to Dalton, for a few days, that he may gain that infor- mation which may perhaps incline him to extend further favors---Listen then with attention, and I will read to you my authority, signed by the President, and issued under the great seal of the U. States.

The Marshal then read the warrant of respite. After the reading the warrant, the Marshal turned to Dalton, and con- tinued, "Dalton ! You have heard read the authority which authorizes me to suspend your fate ! but deceive not yourself too far that this is the sure prelude of a full pardon, let me beseech, earnestly beseech you to avail of the farther space allowed you by the Pre- sident to purify your heart, to implore the assistance of your Creator, to give you true repentance, and to intercede for mercy, through the meditation of your Redeemer, for all your transgres- sions, that so should you not obtain full pardon here on earth, you may obtain a remission in another and a better world, and be made a partaker of an inheritance incorruptible, undefiled, and that passeth not away, as lasting as the moment of eternity, and as boundless as the eternal mind : and to that gra- cious Being, I commend you for grace and favor in this world and that which is to come."

After Tully had hung the usual time and Dr. Bartlett, the Surgeon of the State Prison, pronounced him dead, he was lowered by the Marshal into his Coffin, and conducted back, with Dalton, in the same carriage that bro't them, to the State-Prison.

There were upwards of fifteen thou- sand spectators who attended the Exe- cution, yet all was solemn and still, and evinced that affectionate sympa- thy which so eminently characterizes the American people.

Tully, the mate, is an American by birth, of respectable but poor parents, in the State of Pennsylvania, and is for- ty-two years of age. Dalton, or rather Heathcoat, which is his true name, is an Englishman, and was twenty four years old. The Mate had received a tolerably good education, was a capa- ble seaman, having most of his life followed the seas ! Dalton was very ignorant.

A public execution is a very rare occurrence in the town of Boston , it on Thursday spread a gloom throughout the capital of this State ! the sight was affecting, even to a degree of awfulness ! to see a fellow creature pinioned that he should not destroy himself, or in the bitterness of his soul, madly to destroy another ; his halter about his neck; his coffin by his side, and going to be executed, is one o f the most shocking sights that can meet the weeping eye in civilized so- ciety ! the bell to be tolling for the death and funeral of men still living and passing the streets, had an effect that few could support without tears ! it is at all times, a dreadful thing to die! Death, said an ancient philoso- pher, is like the sun, it cannot be look- ed at steadily ! the strong fibred, philo- sophical Johnson always thought so. He said, they who appear unmoved at the idea of death, do not show so much a strength of mind, as a want of thought.