Connecticut western news., 1872-06-28
A French Horror.

The Paris correspondent of the Len &sa Echs writes: cone of those savage crimes of which the ssrgsnts de UiNe of the Empire were the unfortunate victims during the siege of Paris, has just been tried by the Seine Assizes. Although committed so long ago, the facts were quite new, the crime having been hushed
 up at the time of it's perpetration, in or
 der not to injure sthe defense of Paris.
 There were three prisoners in the dock,
 named respectively Bothrau, Dore, and
 Meyer. The chief witness was Constant
 Andre, brother of the victim, who
 gave very clear account of the whole af-
 fair. On the 9th of January.' said he, I
 had dined at the house of my brother
 Jean with my brother Joseph. We had
 left Joseph, who was an artilleryman, at
 the EcoIe Militare, and Jean was about
 to go home, when at the top of the Rue
 Camoronne we were accosted by man
 who evidentally knew my brother, and
 who invited us to take, something to- drink. Having taken glass together at the cafe, we left, but I had barely bade my brother goodnight than l saw a
 crowd gather round us shouting, sThey are Badinguets, assassins, knuckle-dus- ters-it is they who are the cause of our being in such state. Down with them P We were thereupon pushed and knocked about. Bothrau bounced on my broth CT. seized him. He then turned on me. T defended myself. Bothrau got my thumb into his mouth. called my brother. Jean came to my rescue, and finding stick on the ground, struck at Bothrau. But Bothrau would not loose his hold of me, and dragged me te the, house of Mme. Bouche. My thumb was now41early eaten off 1T cried out, sJean, ,. we are lostp The crowd, men, women ,. and children, were shrieking, Death to. themi Death to themP Mime. Bouche succeeded in making Bothrau release his hold of me. We then ran into the. yard and, climbed up shed four yards high. I told my brother to lie down flat on, the roof, so as to hide himself, but he refused I then forced him down. We lay there a few minutes and kept quiet. We are lost said my brother; they will return. T am determined to defend myself to the last. The crowd outside shouted and d~shrieked.. Suddenly they broke in. S5sA snaan 4app peared on the roof of the shed. sHa! ha! the scoundrelsl here they are!'' cried he; Surrender E replied, We are ready to give ourselves up, but Sdon't do us harm, Come downl shouted the crowd. 'or you will be shot.'' We began to, descend, when two shots were fred My brother exclaimed, I am lostl' The bullet. had entered his stomach. T was also wounded, but only in the hand. hardly know what then
 took place. The crowd surrounding me.
 was kicked and punched on all sides. Some struck me with the butt-end of their muskets, others bayonetted me.
 They climbed on each others backs to get at me. Twas taken to the station by Dore, who knocked me about all the way.
 My brother was brought in five minutes after. I asked to be let loose, as was not a assergent de ville. If you don't hold your tongue, we'll settle your business at once, was the reply. The commissary at length arrived, and was sent to the hospital to have my wounds dressed. My brother lay on the rough stones, stripped naked, in pool Of blood, and bleeding from all sides. ," Another wit ness saw one of the prisoners thrust his finger inte the wound of the dying ser gent de ville, with the exclamation, scan- aIze, it's our turn nowl' The prisoners, I who were all bad characters, pleaded they had been struck first by the de- ceased, but the jury refused to accept the plea, and condemned them all three to suffer death without extenuating circum. I stances. ,"