American citizen. [volume] (Canton, Miss.) 1864-1890, 1865-10-19

Two days later she was again called
up. and the interrogatory proceeded as
before. When called upon TO tell what
she knew Of Roland's concealment, she
steadfastly refused TO say word. "There
is no law" she exclaimed, "in the name
of which one can insist on the betrayal
of the dearest feelings in nature"
with such a talker we shall never
have DONE" cried Fouquier Tinville,
furously; "close the iuterrogatory."
She turned on him look of withering
pity. How l pity you she said;"
"you can send me to the scaffold,
but cannot take from me the joy of a good
conscience, and the conviction that pos
terity will acquit Roland and me, and de-
vote our prosecutors to infamy."
She was told to choose pleader. Sb0
chose Cbanveau, and retired, crying mer-
rily as she went, II only wish you, in
return for the harm you wish me, peace
Of mind equal to that l feel, whatever
price you attach to it," She ran down
the steps eargerly. Her friends were
waiting to receive her in the passage. and
as she passed through them, she drew
her fingers across her delicate throat,
to show that she was condemned.
The tumbril had come and gone inces-
sanity on The fatal day. 1t was on its
last journey for that day It :ook up
Madame Roland. aud an old trembling
man named Lamsrche. The mob reveI-
ling in blood, shouted, I'D la guHlotine."
Il am going there" she answered, "but
it will not be long before those who send
me Lither will follow. 60 innocent; but
they will 60 stained with blood, and you
who applaud our execution, will then ap-
plaud theirs" The mob answered heI
with the viest insults and grossest epi-
thets. Youth and beauty could no more
excite admiration in their hearts than the
sight of trembling old age by her side
could draw forth pity. Lsmarche wept
bitterly; but Madame Roland, proud of
her fate, was unuaturalIy gay, and strove
10 encourage him. When they arrived
at the Place de la Concorde, where, be-
meath huge clay statue of Liberty, stood
he guiloiine, reeking still with the blood
1f her friends. she leaped lightly from lbe
cart. The executioner pulled her by
he arm toward the scaGold. Stay"
aid she. feeling sympathy for her COM
,anion even at this moment; Il have
avor to ask, though not for myself"
She then explained that the sight of her
leath would redoube the old mans mis-.
,ry, and begged that he might be allow.
N IN d,a ha a. l.. Il
IN his neck without a shudder; then,
'owing to the grea. statue. she cried
o Liberty, Liberty! how many crimes
re committed 10 thy nameW and mount
ID the scaffoId firmly.
In few seconds her head, fair as it
vas. rolled into the basket prepared to
eceive it.
Thus, at nine and thirty, died this
TRANCE woman. There is more of warn.
ng than of example in her history.
Some days later, some shepherds trudg-
,g along Norman highway. with their
ocks before them, sped in ditch body
{ a man. They raised it up. found it TO
e that of an old man. tall. thin-stera
ven in death. In his heart was yet the
Iiletto which belonged to yonder sword
lick lying by; and on his breast was pin
ed a paper with these words on il:
WaoeVerIhou art that fndest these re-
lains, respect them as those Of virtu-
us man. After my wife's death would
OF remain another day upon this earth,
} stained with crimes"
This was Roland. who had thus de-
royed himself-TAs Queens of Beauty.