As A Convict
Of The Name Of Corbet, Who Was Accused Of A Theft, Eloped Nearly At The Same
Time,
It was at first believed, that he had taken the desperate measure
of driving off the cattle, in order to
Subsist on them as long as possible;
or perhaps to deliver them to the natives. In this uncertainty, parties
to search were sent out in different directions; and the fugitive declared
an outlaw, in case of not returning by a fixed day. After much anxiety
and fatigue, those who had undertaken the task returned without finding
the cattle. But on the 21st of the month, Corbet made his appearance
near a farm belonging to the Governor, and entreated a convict, who happened
to be on the spot, to give him some food, as he was perishing for hunger.
The man applied to, under pretence of fetching what he asked for, went away
and immediately gave the necessary information, in consequence of which
a party under arms was sent out and apprehended him. When the poor wretch
was brought in, he was greatly emaciated and almost famished. But on proper
restoratives being administered, he was so far recovered by the 24th,
as to be able to stand his trial, when he pleaded Guilty to the robbery
with which he stood charged, and received sentence of death. In the course
of repeated examinations it plainly appeared, he was an utter stranger
to the place where the cattle might be, and was in no shape concerned
in having driven them off.
Samuel Peyton, convict, for having on the evening of the King's birth-day
broke open an officer's marquee, with an intent to commit robbery,
of which he was fully convicted, had sentence of death passed on him
at the same time as Corbet; and on the following day they were both executed,
confessing the justness of their fate, and imploring the forgiveness of those
whom they had injured. Peyton, at the time of his suffering, was but twenty
years of age, the greatest part of which had been invariably passed in the
commission of crimes, that at length terminated in his ignominious end.
The following letter, written by a fellow convict to the sufferer's unhappy
mother, I shall make no apology for presenting to the reader; it affords
a melancholy proof, that not the ignorant and untaught only have provoked
the justice of their country to banish them to this remote region.
Sydney Cove, Port Jackson,
New South Wales, 24th June, 1788.
"My dear and honoured mother!
"With a heart oppressed by the keenest sense of anguish,
and too much agitated by the idea of my very melancholy
condition, to express my own sentiments, I have prevailed
on the goodness of a commiserating friend, to do me the
last sad office of acquainting you with the dreadful fate
that awaits me.
"My dear mother! with what agony of soul do I dedicate the
few last moments of my life, to bid you an eternal adieu!
my doom being irrevocably fixed, and ere this hour to-morrow
I shall have quitted this vale of wretchedness, to enter
into an unknown and endless eternity. I will not distress
your tender maternal feelings by any long comment on the
cause of my present misfortune. Let it therefore suffice
to say, that impelled by that strong propensity to evil,
which neither the virtuous precepts nor example of the best
of parents could eradicate, I have at length fallen an unhappy,
though just, victim to my own follies.
"Too late I regret my inattention to your admonitions,
and feel myself sensibly affected by the remembrance of
the many anxious moments you have passed on my account.
For these, and all my, other transgressions, however great,
I supplicate the Divine forgiveness; and encouraged by the
promises of that Saviour who died for us all, I trust to
receive that mercy in the world to come, which my offences
have deprived me of all hope, or expectation of, in this.
The affliction which this will cost you, I hope the Almighty
will enable you to bear. Banish from your memory all my
former indiscretions, and let the cheering hope of a happy
meeting hereafter, console you for my loss. Sincerely
penitent for my sins; sensible of the justice of my conviction
and sentence, and firmly relying on the merits of a Blessed
Redeemer, I am at perfect peace with all mankind, and
trust I shall yet experience that peace, which this world
cannot give. Commend my soul to the Divine mercy.
I bid you an eternal farewell.
"Your unhappy dying Son,
"SAMUEL PEYTON."
After this nothing occurred with which I think it necessary to trouble
the reader. The contents of the following chapters could not, I conceive,
be so properly interwoven in the body of the work; I have, therefore,
assigned them a place by themselves, with a view that the conclusions adopted
in them may be more strongly enforced on the minds of those, to whom they are
more particularly addressed.
CHAPTER XV.
The Face of the Country; its Productions, Climate, &c.
To the geographical knowledge of this country, supplied by Captain Cook,
and Captain Furneaux, we are able to add nothing. The latter explored
the coast from Van Diemen's land to the latitude of 39 deg south; and Cook from
Point Hicks, which lies in 37 deg 58 min, to Endeavour Streights.
The intermediate space between the end of Furneaux's discovery and Point Hicks,
is, therefore, the only part of the south-east coast unknown, and it
so happened on our passage thither, owing to the weather, which forbade
any part of the ships engaging with the shore, that we are unable to pronounce
whether, or not, a streight intersects the continent hereabouts: though I beg
leave to say, that I have been informed by a naval friend, that when the fleet
was off this part of the coast, a strong set-off shore was plainly felt.
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