We have all experienced the urge to jump, when standing next to a drop or abyss. In this story, Mr. A ‘s companion felt the same with tragic consequences.
‘Extract from a private letter to the Editor – “A brother of a respectable gentleman at Bristol (known for several branches of my family), was make a tour a short time since on the Continent for the benefit of his health. When travelling through Italy, he one day met with a young man who was pursuing the same course; and as he seemed without connections or attendants, and possessed interesting manners and a prepossessing appearance, Mr. A. propsed that they should continue their journey together. In the course of conversation, he discovered that the young man had deeply imbibed the principles of infidelity; and Mr. A. being a pious and intelligent man, entered upon the subject with the hope of imparting to his companion the comfort of those doctrines of which he himself felt the power and the value; and the young man listened with apparent attention and interest. On the following day they ascended to the summit of the burning Vesuvius, and contemplated its terrific crater with astonishment and awe. Next day the stranger requested Mr. A. to accompnay him again to the volcano; but he, finding himself exhausted by the fatigue of the journey, declined; promising, nevertheless, should his strength rally, that he would comply with the request on the morrow. For the morrow the young man waited not, – but hiring a guide, he proceeded immediately to the spot. At the summit he stood for some time, looking at the tremendous chasm; and then, presenting his watch to the attendant, he plunged headlong into the abyss! The guide, almost petrified at the sight, remained for a time in silent horror, and at length returned to the inn, to inform Mr. A. of the event, and to give into his hands the watch he had received for the deluded and unhappy creature. Mr. A., whoc was rapidly sinking in the last stage of consumption, was inexpressibly shocked; and after sending the account to his friends in England, in a short time he expired, under the consolatory and peaceful influence of those truths which led him to the joyful expectation of an inheritance in the skies!”‘
The Stamford Mercury, 12th November, 1824.