text:  That ragged children who have never thought of death at all play their usual pranks at the foot of the gallows--that pickpockets ply their trade in this as in every other gaping crowd--what has all this to do with the impression produced on the mind of every man and woman throughout the kingdom by the knowledge that if he through sudden passion or the instigations of cupidity take the life of a fellow-creature he shall be--not a spectator at such an exhibition--but that solitary crawling wretch who after having spent his days and nights in agony and fear is thrust forward bound and pinioned to be hanged up there like a dog before the scoffing or yelling multitude? We willingly concede that a public execution is not an edifying spectacle