Public ledger. [volume] (Memphis, Tenn.) 1865-1893, 1870-04-12

writer, was brought up IN custody OF tWt
gems d armes, being in prison under charge
Of conspiracy against the government
He was well dressed in black frock coat
black tie, etc., but the moment he began
to speak he began to fare de la poih
que. Being asked by M. Glaudaz "a
purely formal question: whether he was
relation of the prisoners, he replied
The mother of the accused had so many
paramours that it is very likely may be
related to him. {" La mere du Stem
Boaaparte en- cant damanis que j,
peur bien etre son parent" y On this the
Procureur-G General Immediately arose
and demanded that such insults to the
court should not be tolerated.
The President called Mr.. Grousset
sharply to order. But the President {
warning had not much effect, for two oil
three minutes later Grousset spoke Of
mouchdrds," and was again called tc
order. All, well, les agents en- uni
forme" At this point two gems d arDaes
appeared ready to seize on Grousset-a
precaution not wholly uncalled for; he
was really so violent that there was no
knowing what he might say or do. Al
last, speaking of what happened at Au-
teuil, he said that after Victor Noir was
shot the neighbors came out of then
houses to ask what was the matter; that
some one cried that Republican had
been shot bya Bonaparte, and that there
upon all the inhabitants returned in a
fright to their homes. "Then / saw to
what state of abasement eighteen years
of despotic government had brought
France. )" Up jumped the Procureur-
Imperial, and demanded, not without
justification, that the prisoner be taken
back "to the prison from whence he
came" request which the President at
once granted As Grousset went out, M.
de Fonvielle flung himself into his arms,
and kissed the victim of tyranny The
good people of Tours thereupon roared
with laughter Groussett is described by
the News as twenty-five years old, and a
handsome, Spanish-looking youth.
NJ. MlLLIEREs ENCOUNTER WITH THE
PRINCE.
M. Milliere, another Republican hero,
looks to the careless observer (says the
News correspondent more like Ger
man music master than aught else. But
he spoke with dignity that seemed to
overawe even the big pale Monseigneur
in the prisoners box The matter OF
his testimony needed all the support of
that personal charm of manner could
give. The witness did not deny that,
coming to the scene of the tragedy just
after the event, he had recommended
the door of Prince Pierres house to be
broken open, and the assassin seized
by the mob" The President called him
to order, but with perfect temper, and in
voice, the charm of which penetrated
every ear, NJ Milliere appealed to the
honest men present; 81 found, he said,
that a dastardly crime had been com
mitted on the person of two dear friends.
found that boy whom | loved had
been shot down like dog by the pris-
oner there-and he was still at liberty
The person Of prisoner is sacred, but
Monsieur Bonaparte was not a prisoner.
1t is the duty of every citizen, M. lie
President, to arrest the malefactor, and
desired to perform my duty. Which
of the honest souls here present will fail
to understand my Indignation
The court launched its reprimand, and
the Procureur-General appealed, but in
vain. NJ. Milliere was master of the sit
uation.
The prisoner got up, and, in his savage
accent of Corsica, declared that all the
Republicans of France had entered into
a conspiracy to murder him. Quietly as
before, the prisoner gave him the lie di-
rect, and earned universal applause by
protesting his confidence that the word
of Bonaparts would not weigh in that
assembly one whit heavier than that of
any honest citizen Of France.
NJ. PAUL DE cAssAGSAc.
Then comes forward a tall, well-built
man. with long, straight, black hair
thrown back, after the manner of an
athlete. The face of this witness is very
pale, but full of health. His eyes, some
what too close together, are dark and
piercing. A black mustache hangs over
his well shaped mouth. Fiery temper
and cold, cruel resolution are written on
his handsome features This is Nj. Paul
de Cassagnac, redactsp Of the Pays, as
he describes himself, the most celebrated
duellist of our day He has not much
to tell, excepting as to that point which
now begins to bear more serious aspect
the blow. He explains, however, a
mystery that had perplexed many people
in looking at the heavy, unintelligent
face Of the prisoner. NJ. de Cassagnac
admits that he lent the aid of his trench
ant pen to his friend the Prince, in com
posing those clever letters to NJ. Roche
fort rr ID
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