Jane Lomax; Or, A Mother's Crime, Volume 1H. Colburn, 1838 |
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Page 303
... Old Bailey upon some guilty wretch suffering the last sentence of the law , in front of Newgate . A scene somewhat similar to that now actually presented to him had been so often conjured up in his dreams , wherein he himself figured as ...
... Old Bailey upon some guilty wretch suffering the last sentence of the law , in front of Newgate . A scene somewhat similar to that now actually presented to him had been so often conjured up in his dreams , wherein he himself figured as ...
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... Old Bailey was no more formidable , notwithstanding his saucer eyes , than any other individual in the crowd . As to the execution , we know beforehand that the forgery of a will is a capital offence , JANE LOMAX . 5.
... Old Bailey was no more formidable , notwithstanding his saucer eyes , than any other individual in the crowd . As to the execution , we know beforehand that the forgery of a will is a capital offence , JANE LOMAX . 5.
Page 121
... Old Bailey ! It pursues me- it stands before me whichever way I look ; if I shut my eyes I still distinctly see it ; and in my dreams I feel the accursed halter suffocating and throttling me , and undergo an almost nightly execution ...
... Old Bailey ! It pursues me- it stands before me whichever way I look ; if I shut my eyes I still distinctly see it ; and in my dreams I feel the accursed halter suffocating and throttling me , and undergo an almost nightly execution ...
Page 122
... Old Bailey . They glare at me menacingly , they are fixed 曹 upon me wherever I stand ; and sometimes me- thinks the frightful figure brandishes its spear , leaps from 122 JANE LOMAX .
... Old Bailey . They glare at me menacingly , they are fixed 曹 upon me wherever I stand ; and sometimes me- thinks the frightful figure brandishes its spear , leaps from 122 JANE LOMAX .
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