The Republican. [volume] (Oakland, Md.) 1877-current, 1884-12-06
ITO BE SHOT DEAD AT SIX

Known as a brilliant writer. He had
long been connected with La France,
one of the leading journals The army
which he was detailed to accompany
was that of General Forgemol. The
officer is a martinez, and entertains the
most rigid ideas regarding discipline
Before the eXpeditionary force landed
he, in conjunction with General Vincen-
don, concocted the following pledge,
which all the journalists were obliged to
sign:
FL promise upon my honor to
trpnsmit no information whatever, either by
telegraph or mail, or by any other means,
without first having submitted my manu-
sdript to the officer commanding such eXpe-
dlFon, or to such officer or officers us he may
delegate that power to. | further agree that
afy failure to keep this pledge Will expose
me to the rigOrs OF martial law
This document was signed by all the
correspondents attached to the expedi-
ton. When Farcy's turn came, he
tDok the pen, but it was with evident
reluctance that he signed. When he
bad done so he said to Forgemol
General, / sign this document only
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without doing so, could not fulfill my
duty as a correspondent; because, with
out dong so, | could not accompany the
expedition. But | warn you, sir, that [
shall speak the truth, the whole truth,
and nothing but the truth, touching such
matters as may come under my obser-
vation," And with defiant glance at
the General, Camille withdrew.
The old General gnawed his grizzled
mustache to conceal his wrath. He did
what, perhaps, most men would have
done-he set spy to dog the footsteps
of Farcy.
The eXpCdicnt was successful. Two
evenings after the spy detected the
journalist, under a disguise, quitting
the camp. He followed and saw him
deposit large enyclop in one of the
minor postofices on the frontier. He
was at once arrested and conducted to
Forgemors headquarters.
''Ahan' said the General, cat it al
ready, my fine fellow? Wen, what
have we here?' and he seized and
broke open the envelope. ''Hum-ad-
dressed to La France. Evidently some
correspondence which you were sending
without my knowledge"
Eyes, General" said Farcy, calmly.
LET us see what it is, said Forge
mol, as he began to peruse the letter.
General said Farcy, coldly, per
nit to remind you that you are yio-
lating private correspondence"
private correspondence? Bahi'' re-
torted Forgemol. Every private, in
deed! All Paris would know it in an
other day" and he resumed his read
| ing.
There were some severe structures
in the letter upon the conduct Of
the compaign. Forgemol' reading was
interrupted by oaths and when he fin
ished he was purple with rage.
So" said he, grimly, you consider
Yourself competent to judge of the
idperations of a General in the field, do
lbu? Wen, sir, you shall have a taste
q martial law to add to your knowl-
dge Of military affairs"
Farcy disdained to defend himself A
ourt-martial was Immediately con-
ened. Its proceedings We're summary
Its sentence short: Camille Farcy is
Condemned to be shot at six in the
morning"
1t was then midnight The doomed
IMAM was placed in charge of Lieuten-
nt and a squad of soldiers, put upon
pecial train, and was borne swiftly into
The capital city, where the execution
vas to take place.
| At half-past five o'clock the train
ashed into the city 1t passed under
he walls Of the palace where Albert
trevy, the Governor General, lives in
safe The windows were brightly
hhted. and the strains of a waltz were
brine to the ears of the prisoner. The
Governor was giving ball.
You have half an hour to prepare
fer death, ." said the Lieutenant, COM
mssionately. ''Would you like to have
me send for priest?"
Il suppose" said Farcy, ''you will
giant my last requests"
Yes
l'Then let me 90 to the ball Iwould
Ike to have a waltz before die"
The officer bowed, and repaired to M.
4eyy's palace.
Ibis request shall be granted" said
tie Presidents brother. "Who could
rduse dying mans request? Bring
him here. he shall dance with my
dlughter."
Audit was done. The last moments
ofIhis life We're spent on ballroom
flor.
1t six O'Clock the officer spoke: The
fill is waiting" said he.
7 Let us CO." said Farcy. He saluted
tlIh dancers and withdrew. When he
,eaohed the ground where the file was
waiting him, he refused to allow his
eyes bandaged, and demanded permis-
sion to give the word of command.
MAY all journalists do as | have
done, said he; lit is their duty" Then,
folding his arms, he cried:
"Fire!"
The crash of the muskets rang out on
the morning air. Camille Farcy fell
dead, pierced with balls.
The vengeance OF General Formegol
was accomplished Parjs Figure,
"A visit to many of the homes in the
settlements of Indian Territory would