Port Tobacco times, and Charles County advertiser. (Port Tobacco, Md.) 1845-1898, 1848-06-22
Fauchet was confronted with her.

VOID oil principles; and desplse him.
The accuser reproached her with having
dealt the fatal stroke downward,in order to
render it more certain, and observed that she
must doubtless have been we'll exercised in
crime. At this suggestion, which destroyed
all her ideas, by assimilaling her to profess
ed murderers, she uttered cry of horror.
oh, the monslern exclaimed she, 'he
takes me for an assassin y
Fouquier TinviIle summed up, and de-
manded that sentence of death should be
passed.
Her defender rose The accused,' said
he, sconfesses her crime, she avows lis long
premedi,aion, and gives the most overwhel-
ming details Citizens, this is her whole de.
fence. This imperturbable calm and entire
forgetfulness of self, which reveals no re-
morse in presence of death-this calm and
this forgetfulness, sublime In one point Of
view, is not natural they can only be ex-
planned by the excitement Of political iana-
,csm, which placed the poignard in her
hand. 1t is for you to decide what weight
so stern fanatcsm should have in the bal
ance of justice. leave all to your con-
Sciences
The Jury unanimously sentenced her 10
die. She heard their verdict unmoved and
the president having asked her if she had
anything to say relative to the punishment
inflicted on her, she made no reply; but,
turning to her defender, 'Monsieur,' said she,
you have defended me as wished to be
defended; thank you; owe you proof
of my gratitude and esteem, and offer you
one worthy of you. These gentlemen
pointing to the judges have just declared
my property confscated; | owe something
in the prison, and ] bequeath to you the
payment of this debt
During her examination, she perceived a
painter engaged in taking her likeness; with
out interrupling the examination, she smil-
ingly turned toward the artist, in order that
he might the better see her features. She
thought of Immortality, and already sat for
her portrait, to Immortality.
Behind the painter stood a young man,
whose fair hair, blue eyes, and pale COM
plexion, marked him for native of the
north. His eyes were riveted on the pris-
oner; and. at each reply, lie shuddered and
changed color. He seemed to drink in her
words, and to associate himself, by gesture,
attitude, and enthusiasm, with the sentiments
she expressed. Unable frequently to re-
press his emotion, he drew TO himself, by
involuntary explanations, the attention of
the audience and Of Charlotte Corday. AT
the moment when the president passed sem
tence of death, the young man rose from
his seat, with the gesture of a man who pro-
tests from the bottom of his heart, and then
sunk back, as though his strength had failed
him. Charlotte; insensible to her own fate,
perceived this movement, and comprehend
ed that, at the moment when all on earth
abandoned her, kindred spirit attached it.
self 10 hers, and that, amidst this hostile or
Indifferent throng, she possessedan unknown
friend, and she thanked HIM with look.
The young stranger was Adam Lux,
German republican, sent to Paris by the re-
volulonists of Mayence, to concert the
movements Of Germany with those of France
in the common cause of human reason and
the liberty of the people. His eyes follow
ed Charlotte until she disappeared amidst
the gems d'armes beneath the arch of the
stairs. His thoughts never quilted her.
On her return to the Conciergere, which
was SO soon to yield her up to the scafold,
Charlotte Corday smiled on her companions
in prison, who had ranged themselves in the
corridors and courts to see her pass. She
said 10 tho concierge:
Il had hoped that we should breakfast to-
ge,her once more, but the judges detained
me SO long that you must forgive me for
having broken my word.'
The eXeculioner arrived; she requested
him to allow her time to finish letter which
was neither the outpouring OF weakness nor
regret, but the last act of wounded friend
ship-addressing an eternal reproach to
the cowardly spirit which had abandoned
her.
1t was addressed 10 Doulcet de Pcntecou-
liant, whom she had seen at her aunt's, and
on whom she believed she had called in
vain 10 be her defender. The letter was as
follows:
'Doulcet de Pontecoulapt is coward, to
have refused 10 defend me when it was so
easy. He who undertook it performed his
task with all possible dignity, and shall
retain grateful recollection of him to my
last Moments
Her indignation was unjust; the young
Ponlecoulant, who was absent from Paris,
had not received her letter; his gene
rosliy and courage were a sufficient guaran-
ty that he would have accepted the offer :;
and Charlotte bore an error and an injustice
to the scaffold
The artist who had sketched Charlotte's
likeness at the tribunal was NJ Hauer, pain
ter and officer of the National guard of the
section OF the Theatre Francois On her
return to the prison, she requested the con-
cierge TO allow him to finish his work, and
on his arrival, Charlotte thanked him for