The Rhode-Island Republican. [volume] (Newport, R.I.) 1809-1841, 1830-02-25
THE DEATH BED OF MIRABEAU.

THE DEATH BED OF MIRABEAU.
From the unpublished Memoirs Of Regicide
Priest.
At the first news Of his illness I ran to
see him. He was in bed, pale an emacia.
ted his eyes dull and his visage sunk.
approached him, took his hand, and asked
him where was the seat Of the disease
which exhausted him. "IIere," he replied,
placing his hand on his left side-"liere;
and his eyes glistened as at the tribune,
when he was debating great question
This was on The 2Sth March. Soon the
news Of his ndisposition spread in the cap.
ital. People of every denomination, sex,
and age, pressed to bis door; and bulletins
were published every hour and every min
ute. The Abbc Maury visited him. lie
raised the sheets and sat up in his bed, the
tears rolling from his eyes. Maury ap-
preached him slowly, took his hand. which
he pressed without speaking, aud departed
almost Immediately. "Thls,' said Mira
beau, as his rival left the room, "does hm
more honor than his finest speeches" "
-Mirabeau had no allusion about the dan
ger Of his complaint. On putting him to
bed, he said, 81 am going TO my tomb,' He
had called in Doctor Petit. "Tell me
! frankly--I mistrust Cabnas--I have no
fear of death, be frank" Petit hesitated
"Well then, you do not perceive that
grow pale :"--l hope to save you," said
the physician; "but cannot answer for it,"
] understand you" Then turning on his
side: "To morrow--you must be fatigued
come, you will see how an aBcien; hero
dies"
met that evening the Able Maury,
still pale with the emotion which the sight
of his dying riya had occasioned him. lie
was really afflicted. thought even that
saw tears fall from his eyes. at is not"
said he, "for Mrnbcau, but for the monar-
chy that | weep 4 single man could save
IT. You will see whether what say is
true. The name alone Of Mrabcau would
have secured third of France to the roy.
al cause. They would not listen to me-
Six months ago they should have made the
acquisition. They always begin to late
On the following day found Mirp beau
in an alarming state. His eye was already
dark ;he saw only with diiiiculty,as through
a cloud, and he made horrible and vain eff
forts to cough. At one moment he nd
dressed, with a feeble voice and in q de-
lirous manner, the following words to Cab
lnas-"l am going 10 .oie; when we come
TO that, we must bnd the. head with fllctS.
perfume ourselves, crown ourselves with
flowers, and sleep TRANQUILITY the last sleep
1.-The last sleep, Do you love me, CablnaS ;
Well, then, promise not to Jet me endure
useless agony"
M. f.nnt &c NJ E.,,,t Il
others surrounded his bed, altering words
of hope, which caused him TO smile, but
which he rejected as vain illusion. "My
friends," said he, "vou deceive me: the
hour advances; future comes with giant
stride. o God, bear with me the mourn.
ing Of the monarchy, Unfortunate royalty!
II will now be played for with dice"
These were his last words. lie rested
his head on one side, and remained a long
time in this state,with eyes closed. Gao.
mas made a sign with his hand. and those
who were present qnitled the bed of the
dying man, who appeared to sleep for a.
bout an hour. We endeavoured in vain to
guess what he wanted. Ailength imog
ined what he meant, and fetched pen and
paper Mirabenu inclined his head; his
trembling fingers seized the pen, and with
difficulty he wrote the single word--"Dor-
MIR" Cabinas approached to read what he
had written, end appeared not to compre.
hend it. The dying man then wrote:
--""Do you imagine that death is painful
sensatlon?" Cabinas still affected not to un
derstand him; but Mirabeau wrote again:
--"lt was though, that opium might fix the
disease and it was right 10 refuse it; bu,
now that there is nolonger any hope,why moi,
try the remedy why leave the patient on
the wheel?" Cabinas this time appeared to
understand him, and wrote prescription
for sedative. The dying man was not
deceived; and fixing his eyes upon Cabin.
as, said, ,painfully,"iou deceive mc.'--"No,'
said ,''lhey are bringing you the remedy
--'It is too la,e," replied he; and turning
on his right side, ana raising his eyes to
heaven, with convulsive laugh he expired.
Court Journal.
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MODERN nARNWEIT,