The Cecil Whig. [volume] (Elkton, Md.) 1841-current, 1852-04-24
From Carlylc's French Revolution.1
nj A RIE-A n TOM ET 7 E.

nj A X ETA n L U n Il L L f.
On Monday, the Fourteenth of October, 1888,
Cause is pcndne in the Palais de Justice, in
the new Revolutionary Court, such as these old
sione-walls never witnessed: the Trial of Marie
Antoinelte. The once brigh1es, orQueens, now
furnished, detced, iorsaken,. stands here at
Fouqucr Tnville's Judgmcnr-bar answering
for her life. The Indictment was delivered her
last night. To such changes Of human fortune
wha, words arc adequate? Silence alone is
adequate.
There are few printed things one meets with,
of such tragic almost eEasty significance as
those bald Pages Of the Bniirin du TriJnn0l
R'roIutionnajre, which bear title, Trial Of the
'idou Capei. Dim. dim as if the disastrous
eclipse; like the pale Kingdoms ofDis' Plutonic
Judges, Pluionic Tinvillc; cncircled, nine times
with SyX and Lclhc, with Firc-PhIcgchon and
Cocytus named of Lamentations The very wit
ncSscs summoned are like Ghosts: exculpatory,
inculpalory, they themselves are all lowering
over death and doom; they are known, in our
imagination, as the prey oil the Gnilloline. Tall
ci-deram Count d'Eslaing, anxious to show him
self Patriot, cannot escape; nor Baill!, who,
when asked lfhe knows the Accused. answers
with rcvcrcnt inclination towards her, ''Ah,
YES, know Madame.' Ex-patriuts are here,
sharply dealt with, as procureur Manuel; TX
Ministers, shorn of their splendour. We have
cold Aristocralic iInpassivty, faithful 10 itself
even in Tarlarus; rabid stupidity, Of Patriot
Corporals, Patriot Washer-w women, who have
much TO say of Plots, Trrasons, August Tenth,
old Instruction of Women. For all now has
become crime, in her who has lost.
Marie-Antoinelte, in this her utter abandon
mcnt, and hour of extreme need, is not wanting
To herself, the imperial woman. Her look, they
say, as that hidcous Indictment was reading,
continued calm; fShe was sometimes observed
moving her fingers, as when one plays on the
Piano. You discern, not without interest
across that dim Revolutionary Bulletin itself,
how she bears herself quecnlike. Her answers
are prompt, clear, often of Laconic brevity,
resolution, which has grown contemptuous with
out ceasng TO be dignIiied, wells itself in calm
words. 'You persist then in denial ?''-"My
plan is not denial: it is the truth have said,
and persist in that" Scandalous Hcbcrt has
borne his testimony as to many things: as to one
thing, concerning Maiie-A ntone1tc and her
little Son,-wherewilh Human Speech had bet
ter not further be soiled. She has answered
Heberti n Juryman begS 10 observe that she has
not answered as to This. 81 have not answered."
she eXcaims with noble emotion, sbecause Ma
ture refuses to answer such n charge brought
against Mother appeal to all the Mothers
that are here" Robesperre, when he heard
OF it, broke out into something almost like
swearing at the british blockheadism of this
1ieberti on whose foul head his foul lie has re-
cooled. AT four o'clock on Wednesday morning,
after two days and two nights OF inlerrogaling,
jury-charsing, and other darkening of counsel,
the result comes OUT sentence OF Death eIIave
,ou anything TO say?'' The Accused shook her
head, without speech. Nights candles are
burning out; and with her too. Time is finish
ing, and it will be Eternity and Day. This Hall
she stands. Silently she withdraws from it, to
die.
Two Professions, or Royal Progresses, three
and-twenty years apart, have often struck us
with strange feeling of contrast. The first is
Of beautiful Archduehes and Dauphiness,
quitting her Mothers City at the age ofFiiieen
towards hone such as no other Dauyhle: u Eve
then had; On the morrow, says Weber, an eye