Sunday at twelve
o'clock
Such a black ray of the narrow , self-deceiving , stupid , bloody past was earnest Hawes . Not a tithe of his exploits can be recorded here , for though he played upon many souls and bodies , he repeated the same notes -- hunger , thirst , the blackness of darkness , crucifixion , solitude , loss of sleep -- so that a description of all his feats would be a catalogue of names subjected to the above tortures , and be dry as well as revolting . I shall describe therefore only the grand result of all , and a case or two that varied by a shade the monotony of discipline . He kept one poor lad without any food at all from Saturday morning till Sunday at twelve o'clock , and made him work ; and for his Sunday dinner gave the famished wretch six ounces of bread and a can of water . He strapped one prisoner up in the pillory for twenty-four hours , and directed him to be fed in it . This prisoner had a short neck , and the cruel collar would not let him eat , so that the tortures of Tantalus were added to crucifixion . The earnest beast put a child of eleven years old into a strait-waistcoat for three days , then kept him three days on bread and water , and robbed him of his bed and his gas for fourteen days .