The Wilmington daily Republican. (Wilmington, Del.) 1890-1902, 1892-04-11
ANASTAY EXECUTED.
The Murderer Of Baroness Dellard
Pays the Penalty.
NET DEATH BY TIE GUILLOTINE.


81 am at Your Service, Gentlemen"
Responded the Prisoner when In
formed That His Hour Had Come.
The Condemned Man Had Schooled
His Courage for the Ordeal.
PARIS, April 11.-Lieutenant Anastay,
the murderer of Baroness Dcllard, paid
the penalty of his crime by death on the
guillotine. The interest surrounding
The murder was greater than usual in
mch cases because of the social position
sf the murderer and his victim.
The guillotine was erected in the
usual place, directly in front of the jail.
knowledge OF the tragedy that would
be enacted there had reached the gen.
Bral public through the erection of the
Buillotine, and the usual crowd of sight
beers, composed mostly of the lowest
hregs of the city, were present to wit
hess the fate of the condemned.
"The Final Moment Has Come"
The condemned man, who knew not
The hour of his doom, was informed in
the usual manner. First came the war
aens of the prison, then the director,
executioner, judges and eight witnesses.
Arriving i'll front of the cell the cour-
tiers halted. The directors entered.
Anastay was awake.
Take courage, Anastay,' said the
director; "the president has not consid-
erod favorably the petition for clemency.
the final moment has come."
81 am at your service, gentlemen"
murmured Anastay, whose face was
absolutely hvid. The warders handed
him his stockings and helped him to put
on the trousers which he wore when ar
rested. Then he remained alone a few
moments with the chaplain. Then the
march TO death began.
Final Preparations.
Executioner Deibler's assistants bound
Anastay with long cords, compelling
the condemned man to march slowly.
Then they roughly thrust his elbows be-
hind his back and bound them together,
the cords crossing the shoulders and
meeting at the wrists, the result being
that the prisoners chest was pushed
forward while his shoulders were de-
pressed. Anastay who had his head
bent, raised it suddenly just then, and a
big tear rolled down his cheek.
Deibler then arranged the shirt at the
neck so that it would not interfere with
the knife, and Anastay trembied as a
piece OF linen falls to the ground, leav-
Ing the neck entirely exposed.
The March to Death.
the great door Of the prison opens,
the gendarmes draw their swords, and
rs the procession comes in view all the
spectators remove their hats. The dis
lance from the door to the scaifold is
only about ten yards, but it seems to
take fully ten minutes to travel that
distance.
AT the head of the procession comes
Deibler, who seems to be more agitated
than is his wont, and then surrounded
and supported by the executioner's
assistants comes the condemned man.
who is pitiable object, with his livid
face his shorn head and smooth chin
and lips. He has loose coat over his
shoulders and manifestly he is doing his
best to keep up his courage.
He pauscs for the nlillionth fraction
Of second, almost smiles, but then he
lowers his eyes at the sight of the knife
which CLEANS brightly i'll the full day
hight.
AT the Fatal Platform.
AT last the platform is reached and ar
assistant at once roughly removes th'
loose coat.
Then Able Valadin embraces the con
demned man twice, and as he loosen.
his hold Anastay is pushed upon tht
plank, the lunette drops with a dul
Shud and the knife falls with sounS
like that of u dictionary falling upon
Goor.
Lots of blood spurts out, staining til,
guillotine. Taking the vessel in whicl
The head has fallen one of the assistant
proceeds to place the body i'll close,
basket, which il then placed in wagon