Carmarthen Murder.
The Execution.
The last act in this awful Tradegy was played in Carmarthen Goal at eight o'clock on Tuesday morning, Feb. 13,1894. After the trial, efforts were made to get the sentence repealed, but to no effect. Billington arrived on Monday afternoon, and found the arrangements complete. The chaplain arrived in the goal early in the morning and remained with the prisoner till the end. The procession to the scaffold was formed a few minutes before eight, and as the clock struck eight the black flag was seen arising over the gates, signifying that the dread act had been accomplished. No persons were allowed to witness the execution except the officials.
Fair arose the sun on Tuesday,
While the birds sang in the air,
Fair was nature's pleasing prospect,
No one seemed to have a care;
But in yonder gloomy dungeon
Lies a man in broken sleep,
Who can tell the dreams and visions
Which do through his memory creep?
See, the Warder now awakes him:-
"Rise up now, your time is come,
Soon you'll sleep a deeper slumber,
Undisturbed by rising sun."
Ere he's dressed, the chaplain comes in
To direct his thoughts on high,
But the prisoner without motion
Hears all that he has to say.
