“A deplorable instance of the conviction of an innocent man, under false circumstantial evidence, of 182a crime that first consigned2 him to the scaffold, and afterward3, by the commutation of his sentence, sent him to penal4 servitude for life, has lately come to light. Many of our readers will remember the case of John Weston, the young man who was convicted, eighteen years ago, of the robbery of the mail coach running between Orton and Stockbridge, Yorkshire, and the murder of a passenger. The young prisoner declared his innocence5 to the last, but through the overwhelming circumstantial evidence he was convicted and condemned6 to death. Great efforts were made in his behalf, and finally, upon account of his youth and previous good character, his sentence was commuted7 to transportation, with penal servitude for life. He was sent to Tasmania, where it is believed he died soon after his arrival at Port Arthur.
“But that John Weston was entirely8 guiltless of the crime for which he suffered is made quite clear by the ante-mortem confession9 of a convict named Thomas Estel, who died yesterday in the infirmary of Portland prison.
“This man, convicted of forgery10 one year ago, was almost immediately after his commitment to Portland discovered to be in a consumption, and assigned to the infirmary, where, after languishing11 for nearly twelve months, he died yesterday.
“His ante-mortem confession, made in the presence of the prison chaplain, the governor of the jail, and a justice of the peace, is as follows:
“I, Thomas Estel, of the city of Carlisle, being sound of mind, though very infirm of body, and believing myself to be about to appear before the tribunal of my Eternal Judge to give an account of the deeds done in the flesh, do now make this my last statement and confession, concerning a crime committed on the Orton and Stockbridge road, on the night of November the 13th, 18—, the robbery of 183the mail coach and the murder of a passenger at that time and place.
“And these were the circumstances under which the deed was done:
“There was a young gentleman of the West Riding, a little wildish in his ways—young Mr. James Hawkhurst, nephew and heir to Squire12 Hawkhurst, of Hawkhurst.
“This uncle had made a will, disinheriting him, leaving all his property to hospitals, which he had no right to do, seeing that, although the estates were not entailed13, yet they were the Hawkhurst family estates, and should have gone to the heir-at-law, young James Hawkhurst.
“This wicked will was understood to be in the hands of the family solicitor14, one John Keitch, of Carlisle.
“Old Squire Hawkhurst lay dying at Hawkhurst Hall, and the vicar wrote to the solicitor to come down to the Hall, and to bring the will along with him.
“The solicitor wrote back that he should come down by the late train to Stockbridge and arrive by the mail coach at Orton on the night of that 13th day of November.
“Now, the disinherited heir, young Mr. James, was drinking with a lot of us wild young blades at the Tawny16 Lion public house at Orton. And he told us all about it. We talked about the injustice17 of the old squire in having robbed young Mr. James of his inheritance in order to give it to hospitals. And we argued this way: that as the squire had not made the fortune himself, but had received the estate from a long line of forefathers18, so it was his bounden duty, in common honesty, to pass it along to their descendants, and that if it were not for the existence of that wicked will, the last of the line, the young squire, 184would enjoy his own, because he was next of kin15, and heir-at-law.
“We all loved the young squire, because he made himself one of us and had no pride, and we knew that was the chief reason why the old squire disinherited him. So he was in a measure suffering for us.
“After a little while Mr. James left us, but we all kept drinking and arguing and getting ourselves up more and more into a mad excitement, until one of us—I do not remember now which it really was—proposed that we should all go in a body and stop the coach that ran between Stockbridge railway station and Orton, and take that will away from the lawyer and destroy it, so that our young squire might enjoy his own.
“We were all mad drunk, or we would have remembered that our proposed adventure was really highway robbery—a felony punishable, it might be, with transportation for life—instead of being the brave, heroic exploit we in our madness believed it to be.
“We, five in number—no matter who the others were—I confess only my own part—procured masks and fire-arms, and on the night in question we started out on our adventure.
“On the road we met young Joseph Wyvil, who had just come from Scotland, to which he had run away to marry his sweetheart. He did not belong to our part of the world, though he was known to most of us. He was a wild one, up to any sort of fun, ready for any sort of frolic, but not bad.
“He gave us good e’en, and asked us, ‘Where away?’ And we told him we were going on a glorious lark19, and asked him to come along with us, but we would not tell him, no, nor give him a hint of what our adventure was to be.
185“First he said he could not, that ‘Lil’—that was his wife—was expecting him; but at last he consented.
“I do think it was curiosity more than anything else that made him join us! Poor fellow! I have had many a heartache for him. He kept on asking us in his smiling way where we were going? What we were going to do?
“But we only laughed and told him to come and see. And his curiosity was worked up to such a high pitch that he did come to see.
“We reached at last a favorable part of the road for our enterprise. Not one of us thought it would end as badly as it did. We only wanted to destroy the wicked old squire’s will.
“We got to the place where we meant to stop the coach.
“It was where the road went down into a deep-wooded hollow. There were thick, heavy woods on each side. It was as dark as pitch.
“We halted and stretched a strong thick rope, three times doubled, across the road, tying the opposite ends to the trunks of trees.
“And then we waited for the coach.
“That poor Joe Wyvil kept on asking us what we were up to.
“And we telling him to wait and see.
“And his curiosity was so intense that he did wait and see, though all the time he kept blaming himself and saying that ‘Lil’ would be looking for him and wondering why he did not come.
“Ah, poor boy! And poor girl! He never went back to ‘Lil.’ ‘Lil’ was doomed20 to look and wonder, and wonder in vain. He waited to see what we were up to. Waited to his own ruin.
“Ah, yes! the fate of that poor, rollicking, good-natured young Joe has set heavier on my conscience than the death of that old scoundrel of a lawyer; 186for his death was an accident, after all, though, as it occurred while we were trying to get at the wicked will, it was construed21 murder.
“We waited there for the coach longer than we expected to have done. It was behind time. I asked in a whisper if anybody had a watch.
“Joe said that he had one. He took it out, and I struck a match and looked at the hour. It had gone eleven. Joe started up and said he must go, or ‘Lil’ would think ‘he was never coming home.’ Seems to me we sometimes utter prophecies unawares.
“Joe was really going that time, but almost at the same moment the sound of wheels was heard and the light of the lantern was seen.
“Several of us spoke22 out at once, telling him to sit down quietly and wait five minutes and then he might go. He dropped down again on his seat beside the road.
“The coach came on very fast, as if to make up for lost time, the light of the lantern shining like two fiery23 eyes through the darkness of the night in the narrow, wooded road.
“On it came at full speed, the leaders stepping high, until suddenly they struck the barrier of ropes we had stretched across the road, reared, plunged24, overturned the coach, extinguished the lanterns, and all was instant confusion, men swearing, women shrieking25, horses struggling.
“This was much worse than we had intended. We wished to stop the coach and get the wicked will, not to upset it at the risk of the passengers’ lives.
“I struck a match, and keeping the black crape well over my face, leaving only one eye uncovered, I peered into face after face of the fallen passengers, until I found my man, the lawyer from Carlisle, with the old squire’s wicked will in his possession.
187“‘Hand out that beastly will and you shall not be hurt; but if you don’t——’
“He instantly drew a pistol, aimed it at my head and cocked it.
“I struck the weapon up with a swift stroke of my hand.
“Heaven knows I never meant to harm the man, but the pistol went off, and he fell, shot through the brain, as I afterwards learned. I did not know it then. I was mad with drink, I repeat, and what little mental power I had left was occupied with the will. I got it! It was safe in my hands. I hid it in my bosom27.
“I hardly noted28 the increased confusion that was all around me, until one of my companions took me by the arm and whispered, hurriedly:
“‘Are you dead? What’s the matter with you? There’s murder done! The posse is upon us! Run!’
“It was true. The terrible noise had been heard even from that lonely road, the alarm had been given, and the constabulary force of the neighborhood, with all the stragglers that could be picked up at that hour, were coming.
“We made off into the thick woods that bordered the road, and made good our escape into the woods that bordered the road on either side—every one of us, except that poor boy who had nothing to do with the crime.
“I got off to America; for being the most deeply in for it, I knew I must put the broad ocean between me and my native land.
“I led a wandering life over there—that of honest work sometimes, that of doubtful speculation29 often; was a billiard marker in Chicago, a bar-tender in San Francisco, a digger in the silver mines of Colorado.
“It was years before I heard what had become of 188my comrades in that fatal night’s adventure. I feared that some of them had been caught, tried and sent to penal servitude; but I never once imagined that any harm could have come to young Wyvil, who was not in it at all, and only happened to be in our company by accident, and somewhat against his will, and in total ignorance of our intention to stop the coach that night.
“But one day, about seven years after I had left England, and while I was in Colorado, I fell in with an old neighbor from Orton. He, too, had come to seek his fortunes in the new world and had drifted out to the silver mines.
“It was the first home-face I had seen since I had left the country. It was a great meeting, I can tell you. I scrutinized30 Stone’s face to see if he suspected me of complicity in that highway robbery and murder, and I was satisfied that he did not.
“I asked after old friends and acquaintances—parents or near relatives I had none to inquire of.
“He told me of this, that, or the other person, married, dead, emigrated, or remaining as before.
“Finally I asked, in turn, about the comrades who had been with me on that fatal night, and learned to my astonishment31 that they were living and prospering32 on their small farms on the great Hawkhurst estate. It was therefore evident that they had never been suspected.
“His mention of the Hawkhurst estate led me on to inquire who ruled at Hawkhurst now.
“He replied that the young squire did, of course; that no will had been found and Mr. James had entered into possession as next of kin and heir-at-law, and everybody was satisfied.
“So far our mad adventure had been successful, at least. The heir enjoyed his own and no great harm had been done, except the accidental death of that 189old scoundrel, so far as I knew then. And I might have remained in that happy belief if it had not been for my next question.
“I asked him if anything had ever been found out concerning the parties who had stopped the mail coach that dark November night.
“He said that the robbery was believed to have been committed by the pit men, who were on a strike, and known to be a most lawless set, fit for any sort of violence; but though several of them had been arrested on suspicion, nothing could be proved, and they had to be released. And as for young Joe, he was game to the last.
“Young Joe! The name went through my heart like a sword! I trembled when I asked Stone if he meant Joe Wyvil, and what he had to do with the affair.
“And then he told me all the terrible truth! that young Wyvil had been the only one of all the gang who had stopped the mail coach to be arrested. That the roughs had escaped into the woods, but that he had been taken ‘red-handed’ on the spot where the lawyer fell.
“I inquired what explanation the unhappy boy had given of his presence there.
“The man told me that he had given no satisfactory account of himself whatever—that he had most earnestly asserted his innocence, and his appearance on the scene of the murder as a mere33 accident, owing to his having met a party bent34 on a ‘spree,’ and joined them. He was game to the very last.
“With a great sinking of the heart, I next inquired of Stone what had been the fate of young Wyvil, and I dreaded35 to hear his answer as if it had been a sentence of death. And, indeed, in one respect it was a sentence of death.
“He told me that the youth had been tried for 190murder, but not under the name of Wyvil. The name he had given was that of John Weston, and as there was nobody to contradict him, he being but a stranger to most people in the neighborhood, as John Weston he was convicted and condemned to death. But on account of his being a mere boy, with nothing against him before that, and on some other account, his sentence was commuted to transportation and penal servitude for life, and that he had been shot dead while trying to make his escape, or so it was reported.
“So of the crime in which five men had been implicated36 no one had been suspected, and no one punished but the innocent boy who knew nothing about it.
“Finally I asked Stone what had become of ‘Lil,’ the poor boy’s wife.
“He informed me that her brother, another Joseph Wyvil and a cousin of the prisoner, had come and taken her away, and it was reported that he had taken her to America.
“This was all my old neighbor had to tell me. And soon after, the fortunes of war—in the mines—separated us, he going farther up the country.
“We never met again.
“About two years ago my health began to fail. I was attacked with this disease of the lungs that had carried off both my parents before they had reached their fortieth year (consumptives ought never to marry—each other, anyway). I knew I did not need the doctor to tell me the truth, and so I did not tempt37 him to tell me a pious38, professional lie. I knew by family experience that I was booked for the last journey, and just about how long it might be.
“I was seized with a homesick longing39 to see once more the English village in which I was born and 191brought up, and where my old friends lived, if any remained.
“So, about eighteen months ago, I sailed for England in one of the fast-sailing ocean steamers. And when we landed in Liverpool I took the first express train for Carlisle, got out at the Stockbridge station and took the same coach, or one exactly like the same coach, that I and my reckless companions had helped to wreck, that fatal 13th of November, seventeen years before. I went over the same road at the same hour, and put up at the Tawny Lion, where the coach stopped, and where we, reckless young roughs, had laid the plan to recover the wicked will which had ended in such a tragedy.
“But, oh! the changes in seventeen years! The Tawny Lion had passed into strangers’ hands. Very few of my old friends were left. I went to see the young squire at Hawkhurst. Quite a middle-aged40 squire now, a sedate41 magistrate42 and sub-lieutenant of the county; married and surrounded by a large family of sons and daughters. He was very glad to see me, although he could never have suspected that it was to my hand he owed the destruction of that will which left him to inherit his own, as next of kin and heir-at-law.
“I did not stay at Orton long. I went up to London; and there, as you know, I was soon arrested for forgery, tried, convicted, and sentenced to penal servitude.
“But, gentlemen, as I maintained during my trial, I maintain here, on my death-bed, I never committed that forgery. What call had I to forge a check for a miserable43 five-pound note, when I had a plenty of money made in the mines?
“No; as I told the judge and jury—though they would not believe me—I now tell you with my parting breath, I cashed that check to accommodate a 192gentleman who was a guest in the same hotel with myself. I gave him five sovereigns for his forged check, not suspecting it to be forged, and in a day or two after presented it at the bank for payment, and was nabbed.
“Though I told my tale, I was not for a moment believed. No gentleman answering to his description could be found. I was the scapegoat44, and here I am. Not so badly off. Not worse than I should be in a hospital. I have not done a day’s penal servitude, but have had my long illness and slow passage to the grave soothed45 and cared for by physician and chaplain.
“I never meant to be wicked; but when I think of the fate to which I brought young Joe Wyvil I feel as if I were much better off than I deserve to be, even though dying in a prison infirmary.
“I thank the officers of this prison, and especially I thank the chaplain and the doctor for their great goodness to me; and I pray the Lord to forgive the sins of my youth.
Thomas Estel.”
Thus ended the dying man’s confession, which was duly sworn to, witnessed, signed and sealed.
A few lines at the end of the article testified, on the authority of the prison officers, to the uniformly exemplary conduct of Estel while in confinement46, his patience under long and painful illness, his humility47, resignation and gratitude48 for the least favors.
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