Star.
London, England, 1831-06-15 00:00:00

Brethren !—Let ua hope in Goo. 11e will inspire the
breasts of our judges, who, inspired by eternal justice, will
Long live Poland ! free and independent !'
(Signed) " The President of the National Government,
6, The Prince CZARTORYSKI."
Warsaw, May 13, 1831."
ITALY.

EXECUTION OF THE ITALIAN PATRIOTS.
31ortresa, MAT 27.—You are, no doubt, aware that the
;allows has been raised on the square of Modena, and that
the vindictive retributions of the despots have already com-
menced. It was to be supposed that the first as of sangui-
nary revenge was reserved for the Duke of Modena. Two
noble victims, Menotti and Bore111(a Barrister). were hanged
yesterday, 26th, early in the morning. More than 1000 per-
ana have been arrested, and 1000, at least, are to be handed
'.rer to the Courts. Add to this the emigration daily taking
olace, and you may form an idea of the desolation of the
:ountry. I have beheld my two unfortunate friends sus-
-?ended from the gallows. Every one expected that Menotti
-mould be condemned; but it was thought his sentence would
stave been commuted. No great reliance was to be placed
to the humanity of the Duke ; but it was imagined that such
:1011'018 could not be perpetrated in our age, and that the
:teapot, on casting a view towards the future, might deem it
prudent to forgive. As for Borelli, it is not known on what
grounds* was condemned : his large property, and the ava-
rice of the Duke, can alone account for his sentence. Yes-
terday, at three o'clock in the morning, my servant came to
inform me that one of the prisoners had found means to
speak to me in secret, and that he wished to see me that mo-
ment. I was much surprised at this message, but what was
my honor when one of the executioner's assistants entered
my room, to tell me that Molt,' and Derail were about to
be hanged, and that the &timer desired, as a last proof of my
friendship, that I would be present at his execution, to re.
ceive his last words, and bear testimony to his having died
faithful to the cause of Italian liberty. I rose, and, trembling
with terror, proceeded to the ramparts of the citadel. The
sun was already shining on the gallows that had been secretly
erected during the night ; a few country people and artisans,
why were repairing to their daily labours, had stopped to
look upon those sad preparations; no one uttered a word.
Shortly after a murmur arose; it announced the approach of
the mournful procession. I heard a man next me whisper
Menotti.' name—l 'coked round, and perceived him—he re-
cognized me. I could not lake my eyes off Menotti. What
a serenity in his eounienauce ! flow dignified was his de-
meanour ! Ile ascended the scaffold, cast a look on the as-
sistants, and, turning towards me, spoke in a strong and firm
voice the following words, which were his lest :—" Tbe
cause of tyranny has no other support than that afforded by
executioners and gibbets; the cause of freedom has on its
side the force of opinion and the union of sentiments. The
success of the later does not depend on the fate of indivi-
duals. 1 have done my ditty, and I descend into the grave
free from remorse. I expected France would have inter-
fered; perhaps it is better that she did not. My death will
teach the Italians to detest foreign intervention : they must
place their sole confidedce in the strength of their own arms."
Menotti spoke no more, and I rushed from the scene horror-
stricken.