Clearfield Republican. [volume] (Clearfield, Pa.) 1851-1937, 1871-08-02
The Last Days Of Robespierre.

After Robespierro was arrested in
the Convention, and while the gems.
d'arms are bringing him forth, he is
torn from them. against his piH, by
his friends, and carried off TO the
Hotel de Vile. Fear has paralyzed
him., He will not present himself to
the people; he will not proclaim him.
self dictator; he will not sign a paper
calling on the people to revolt; he
will not even countenance revolt; he
he is in coma Of terror. At the
news of the rescue the troops of the
Commune muster quickly. Drunken
Hcnriot, at the head of his soldiers,
dashes through the streets of Paris,
shouting to tho people to revolt but
they are tired of the worship of their
bloody Moloch, and his own men turn
their cannon upon the Hotel do Vile,
throw down their arms, and disperse.
1t is night, Within dimly lit
apartment of the Hotel de Vile sit
Robcspicrre and his brethren--St. Just
Couthon, Lebas. Tho wolves are
Gagged at last. The doath.knell of la
Terreur is ringing. st. Just and Lebas
look bold and defiant; Couthon, with
his angel face and silvery voice and
withered limbs, anxious but resigned
the sickly rays of the candle fall full
upon the hidcously cadavcrous features
Of Robespierre He has loaded pis
tol and poison before him; but this
worsbiper of the bloody virtues Of
Rome can not initiate the old heather
horoism, and die with his fortunes
With shaking limbs and twitcbing
face he listens to the murmurs, the
momentarily increasing stir, the surge
of the multitude without. The sharr
report of pistol rings through the
room-Lebas has shot himself through
tho heart, and falls dead. Henriol
rushes in to cry that all is lost; Cof
finhal, with an epithct of disgust, hurls
him out of the window into tho courl
below. where he lies lifeless mass
The soldiers are batterng at tho door
it gives way with crash, and in they
rush. A shot is fired, and Robes
pierres head falls upon the table /,
has broken its law. An the conspira
tors are captured. Tho cold, ehostly
light of the dawn is Just breaking a:
the senseless. bloody form of tho In
corruptible is borne outinto the streets
upon a litter. II is carried to III,
Tnilcries and laid upon n table Will,
tho Convention in The next room do
eide his fate. As tho duv advance,
crowds aocl, IN tho Tuilerics ~ N ,
rnree.sbow. and 'fl the chamber,
whercin lios Tho once terrible King q
In Tsrreur--terrible no LONGER but ar
abiect shrunken revealing LOOKING oh
icct Ue lies mon bis aide Fron
libo broken laws oozes ont the darI
blood and Greens over tho livid faco
dronning into Tho goning month one
Gllipr Il with cioiied sorc bo ba,
half bandagod tho wonnd and IN,
blood stained handkerchief contrast,
borribIv with Tho corpse like features
And tbe foul mob-to ga;n whose favo,
and onnlouse he has shed torrents O
bloodTdoes il commiserote with him
wecn over him do oll il can IN sootb,
bisanouisb |? itspat mon him mock
cd his groans. prickod him will
knives there was not one who woul,
raiso tho cup Of water that stood be
s;do him 70 His burning crocls;no Inns
A form of trial il conc throug6 IN,
then tbo wild Coulbon and t6e res
ara lied down in a cart and iolted OF
to la mere Guiiotinc. Paris is frantic
win ;ov Rofore tho cart danco IN,