The Pulaski citizen. [volume] (Pulaski, Tenn.) 1866-current, 1886-10-21
THE EXECUTION or MACMILLAN.



How the Emperor and Gems. nIiramon
and nIijia Met Their Fate.
The moment had come; each of the
condemned men mounted the carriage
which awaited them, and they traversed
the streets of Queretaro in the midst OF
motley multitude, who, respectful and
afflicted, crowded round on their pas
sage; handkerchiefs were waved, and
now and again a sob would reach the
prisoners ears. The condemned men
bowed on each side as they recognized in
the crowd many familiar face. Some
minutes before o'clock they arrived ON
the Cerro de las Campanas, little more
than half mile distant from the town;
here they descended from the carriage,
walked on foot halfway up the hill
| called Cerro de las Campanas, and
turned their backs against clump of
cactus.
The general in command of the troops,
S. Gracia- de Leon, caused an order of
the day to be read, making it penalty
of death for any person who should try
TO prevent the execution; and the pris-
oners We're then given leave to address
the crowd. The sun was by now high in
the blue sky, glowing over the profound
azure of the lofty mountains and bath
ing the valley with an intense flood of
light and heat. The Cerro, like an i'm
mense rock thrown In the valley, stood
forth bare and yellow-looking, green in
places, with patches of cactus and no
pals; a square of 1000 men surrounded
the base of the hill, with its regular lines
and its uniforms and bayonets glittering
in the sun. Outside the medley of the
undulating crowd, toward the east ap-
peared the lines of the white houses of
Queretaro, all nearly covered with foli-
age and surnounted with numerous
cupolas and crosses; in the far distance
the dim, blush outline of the Cordil-
Ieras.
The officer in command of the exc
cution approached Maximiian and asked
his pardon for having to fulfill his duty.
The emperor distributed several pieces
of gold bearing his efigy to the sol
diers, recommending them not to aim at
his face. He then embraced Gems.
Mia and Miramon, and as the latter
had placed himself on his right, he said
to him aloud; "Brave men should be
respected by their sovereigns to the brink
Of the grave. General, pass to the place
of honor" Miramon stepped to the cen
ter. Then with firm voice the empe-
ror addressed the crowd: "Mexicans.
Men of my race and origin are born
either ia make peoples happiness, or
TO be martyrs. God grant that my blood
may be the last shed for the redemption
Of this unhappy country. Long live
Mexicol"
Immediately Gen. Miranon, at the
top of his voice, as when he commanded
his troops on the battlefield, cried
@Mexicansl Before the oourt-martial
my defenders only sought to save my
life. At the moment am about to ap-
pear before my God protest against the
name of traitor which they have thrown
in my face to justify my condemnation.
Let this spot of infamy be removed from
my children's name, and God grant that
my country may be happy. Long live
Mexicol" Gen, Mejia raised his eyes
toward heaven: "Very holy mother, |
beseech thy Son to pardon me, as par
don those who are about to sacrifice |
me-" A volley rang out from the file !
of soldiers, and, amidst the cloud of |
smoke which slowly drifted away, Max
imiian appeared writhing convulsively
in a pool of blood, and groaning: Hay
Hombre!" The coup de grace put him
out of his agony.-Paris Figaro.