FINDING.— The Court, from the evidence before it,
finds the prisoners, drill havildiir Syed Hoossein and
private Mungul Guddrea, guilty of the charge preferred
against them.

REVISED SENTENCE. The Court having found the
prisoners guilty as ahove specified, and which being in
breach of the Articles of War, and taking into
consideration their general character, sentences them, drill
haviklar Syed Hoossein, of the Marine Battalion N. I.,
and private Mungul Guddrea, of No. 8 Company 10th
Regiment N. I., to suffer death by being blown away
from the muzzle of a cannon.
    (Signed) J. RAINES, Major,
        H.M. yoth Regiment, and President of the
            Court-Martial.

        (Signed) R. R. HATHWAY, Captain,
                Officiating Judge-Advocate.

APPROVED AND CONFIRMED. The sentence to be
carried out this afternoon, in the presence of the troops
in garrison.
        (Signed) J. M. SHORT, Brigadier,
                       Commanding the Garrison.
Bombay, l5th October, 1857.

I was on the parade ground long before
the appointed hour to witness the terrible
scene.

While the troops were assembling, ample
space was afforded to the spectators for
observation and reflection; and perhaps never
did the eye of man rest on such a magnificent
picture. The sea, far as the eye could reach,
lay calm and still as an inland sea which had
never felt the ebb and flow of tides. The
distant Ghauts and the adjacent hills were
tinted with dyes of gold and purple. The
island of Bombay itself seemed submerged in
depths of yellow radiance; it lay, in fact,
like a speck of darkness, in a sea of amber,
so rich and mellow was the sunset's glory.
The far-off hills seemed robed in purple, and
on every side the landscape was one of repose
and beauty. The gentle waves of the
Arabian sea, as they rolled in broken mur-
murs on the yellow sands—the lofty palms,
as they swayed to and fro, breathing a
music all their own, and the hum of a city,
numbering upwards of seven hundred and
fifty thousand souls, raised thoughts in the
human heart wonderfully at variance with
the awful scene about to be enacted.

About half-past four o'clock, the military
began to arrive. Gun after gun made its
appearance, and took up the position assigned
to it. Out of every gateway from the fort,
Europeans and natives were pouring on to
the esplanade in hundreds, and from the
native town every alley, street, and lane were
disgorging their thousands. All seemed
anxious to behold two traitor Sepoys blown
into dark eternity. Their crime was known,
and the stern and compressed lips of every
European present told how well they deserved
their doom. The manner in which
they had been detected in their nefarious
designs, was subtle and complete, and
reflected much credit upon the deputy-commissioner
of police and his assistants. Three
times had a merciful Providence defeated
the plots of the mutineers by the timely
arrival of European troops from remote
colonies ; and while the fourth plot was being
brought to maturity, the two criminals were
seized. The times demanded that a terrible
example should be made, and the doom of
the men was speedy.

Before five o'clock, the whole of the troops
in the garrison had taken up their position
on the esplanade. As the parade was formed,
it occupied three sides of a square. In the
centre of what may be called the base line
were the Artillery, with five hundred sailors
of the Honourable Company's Navy on their
left, and about the same number of her
Majesty's Ninety-fifth Eegiment on their
right. The right and left sides of the square
were composed of the Sepoy regiments of the
garrison, against which were placed six guns,
three on either side, loaded, levelled, and
laid; the artillery-men having their matches,
lighted, ready to, blow the three native
regiments to pieces, had a finger but been raised.
Between the six guns were placed, at right
angles to the basement of the square, the two
guns to which the prisoners were to be
fastened. The gunners were all men of the
Royal Artillery, and the position of each
seemed gauged to a hair's breadth. It was
evident that they were new to the work; but
their quiet and composed manner showed
that they were quite prepared. Immediately
behind the two guns, the guard, with the two-
prisoners in the centre, was stationed.

As the hour of five struck, the stillness
became awful; every feeling and faculty was.
strung to its utmost tension, and the beating
of hearts became audible. The spectacle
was one of quiet horror; there being none of
that excitement which is to be met with at a
public execution in any other part of the
world. The natives of India are not a
demonstrative race, and they looked on with,
an appearance of stolid indifference. The
handful of stern and determined Europeans
had, moreover, over-awed them, aud there
was but one feeling predominant — fear.
Amongst all the assembled thousands a
murmur could not even be heard — a whisper
would almost have broken the stillness. The
officers rode along the lines resolved and
silent. So noiseless was their motion, that
even the champ of their horses' bits and the
clank of their sabres jarred upon the ear
While the clock was yet striking, the Brigadier
commanding the garrison rode in front
of the two executive guns, and it seemed for
a moment as if all sound had died away.

The sentence of the court-martial was then
read to the prisoners in the Hindustani
language, after which they were ordered to
prepare for death. They were stripped of
their regimental jackets, and marched
between files of their European guard to the
muzzles of the two guns. The drill havildar,
one of the two, was a noble-looking man in