7/16 My own sufferings will be yours, if you heed not. In robbing me of my ears, the executioner had only half done his work. He had still further to deface the image of his Maker,--and he hesitated not in his task. No savage in the wilds could have treated his deadliest enemy worse than he treated me; and yet the vile concourse applauded him, and not a word of pity escaped them. |