The Seattle post-intelligencer. [volume] (Seattle, Wash. Terr. [Wash.]) 1888-1914, 1894-08-16

with people who wanted to witness the
execution. However, these people were
compelled to leave their places OF
shelter, as the tavern keepers had orders
to close their doors at that hour, and
the streets leading to the prison were oc-
cupied by troops. Santo had TO walk fifty
yards from his cell to the scaffold, which
was in the square facing the prison.
When the preparations of Diebler had
been completed, he tested the guillotine
and pronounced it satisfactory. 1t was
then 4:25 O'Clock, and then the troops
closed in around the guillotine.
When daylight arrived the square and
the streets near by were thronged. Es-
corted by crowd of gensd arme, the exc
cutioner and his men entered the prison
at 4:30. NJ. Raux, the governor of the
prison, awakened Cesario, saying to
him, Courage. the hour has arrived"
The condemned man with great effort
raised himself His face turned livid. and
his hands and limbs trembled convuls-
lively, despite his efforts to appear care
less as to his fate. The trembling
continued until the last moment He
could hardly stand. and his limbs were 30
stiff from cold and fright that his clothes
were put on him with the utmost difficulty.
In reply to the question whether he would
have breakfast, Santo declined either food
or drink. He also refused religious con-
ISOLATION At 4:50 Santo was led out of his
cell by the guards. His face was deadly
pale. As he was being fastened down he
cried: ''vive 'anarchie."
Asked whether he desired to speak to
the Judge he replied in the negative. He
also declined to see his counsel. "Have
you any last wishes to communicate 2" he
was asked. "No." he answered, ''only
send my letters to my mother"
When Gov Ruax spoke to Cesario of his
mother, the condemned mans eyes filled
with tears aud he nearly choksd with
emotion. He soon regained his habitual
indifference. although still pallid and
trembling. From this moment he said
nothing more.
When he was assisted into the wagon he
was in a most pitiaoIe condition. His
knees shook together and his teeth chat
tered. He no longer appeared like
man. but like being half
dead with terror. The command
10 "Fix bayopets" was now sounded from
squadron to squadron of troops, while
murmurs arose from the ever-growing
crowd.
DiebIer, his assistants and the officials
issued from the prison at 1850 O'Clock. At
the command to present arms and draw
swords the wagon issued from the building
and took a place on the left side of
the guillotine. The assistants fixed the
gangway. The priest approached Cesario,
who appeared not to see him.
When Cesario appeared. walking with
extreme difficulty, his open shirt display
ing his breast, frail and bony. his eyes were
first fixed on the guillotine and then wan
dered TO the troops and the crowd.
He uttered the cries. Courage, my COM
rades; vive l'anarchie, hut the sound is
sued feebIy from his closed teeth and was
scarcely audible beyond the troops.
The words were hardly uttered when
Cesario was pushed toward the bascule.
He made feeble struggle and fell. His exc
thrust him forward. He made another
frantic movement. obiiging Diebler to
come 10 the assistance of his men and
place Cesario's head under the Iunette
Much time was taken up with hese move
ments.
Al last Deibler pressed the Handkerchief
released the knife. A sharp. short sound
announced the severance of the YER
te bra, squirt of blood sprinkled
the wagon, the head fell into a basket of
sawdust, and the body was rolled into an
other. A yell arose from the crowd. which
seemed moved BY the execution