Bisbee daily review., 1909-06-08
Madame Remier By E. French Sro,hcr

c Mime. Remier was Communist. Two times she was condemned to be shcs I saw her only once. and that .ancd the first sentcnce through a soldiers jesr and the day when she was led the second time to public exc cution- l heard her story from one who knew what was before and after.
 M Remier. her husband, lost his mind few years after she was mar riea. through conduct that gave his wife DO couse to pity him. and left her with three children to raise. and the bills for his care at the Hospital St. Anne. which was home for the feeble minded. Sometimes M. Remier escaped from bis lax guards. and there were more bills for returning him 10 the hospital.
 Then came Napoleon the Third.
 Mime. Remier taught school ir the daytime, and conspireJ against the monarchy at night She was inteai- gent enough and radical enough to be a leader among the Republicans. She was also clever enough not to be caught for some time. But when the first fury came against the Repub- licans. she was one of those arrested and sentenced to be. shot at once.
 There was little ceremony about the executions. Only one forniality was observed, when. the condemned were huddled at the all-day-s,anghters on the sand-shelves beside the Seine, They were told off in squads of 90 who were all tied along one rope to be shot together.
 When Mime. Renters turn came, her lot fell to be tied at the end Of the rope with 29 men. Thus they stood barehesded in the sun, almost before the dead bodies of the score and ten who had preceded them were tumbled into a barge to be towea away foI burial.
 It was too late to think ef herself she was lost-but what of Remier the imbecile. and of little Paul anC Victor and Jean? Dieu, Would ths soldiers shoot before she could thinl how they might be cared for? Wh, l doesn't the sergeant leave that little priest and command the men to fire One, Two," Whats the matter What are they waiting for? The sergeant stopped his count an' | stepped forward.
 What is this? Only one woman | For shame! It is almost. night, an' one woman must not lie in the sam bed with so many men" They untIed her and pgt man i: her place. The rifles quickly san the 90 to sleep. It was eco dark L Kill more that nighttime others mus wait until morning. On the return | the prison. Mime. Remier escaped int the darkness.
 It was a few weeks later when
 met her. Victor and Paul had bee
 put to bed in the corner and Jean wa
 sitting by her in the one unlovel
 room she occupied. We talked brie
 iy of her eountryneR in America, |
 which was about to return. l aske ], her if she should not try to cscap
 with the children 10 go on my vesse II No, there was Remier: and, nor France The republic must be r
 stored and she mast do her part. Sh wished me safe passage. and wishe her deiiverance. and left. I nevt saw her again. l have the rest frol af. Passaud. who lived to receive man . honors from the republic. The Commune began. Mme. Remi' left the children with a weaker frien and helped build the barricades in Il streets. She fought with the men ar slept on the cobblestones. She was the final struggle. heaving stones fro n barrlcade at the gendarmes. and sl was captured while her fingers We tlyottiing the last breath Of soldi of Napoleon.
 Again her name was inscribed ( the death roll. The day after h mock trial she was among the tho sands of condemned waiting to he their names called for them to st out before the cathedral doors and 1 shot down. From six in the mornil until noon, and from noon until fo o'clock she stood and watched [ nionotonous succession of nam called, men and women taking thu positions before the guns, the s' geant's count, the flash and the repo and blood running into the gutt from the steps.
 Now they were down to the R-'s. Rabutin, Racine. Ragon! Ra
 baud, Rambouillet, Rameau, I
 rnee, Ramillies,' Rance, Ravailla ] Ready, One, Two. Threei Fire ] And more little rivulets Of blood.
 Now they were ready for the Re Recanlier, Recife, Recolleti R
 nier, Renard, Rene, Remier,- An. At last!"
 1 -Remier. Remier, Where is
 rnier7"
 Here" Mme Remier heard sol
 one answer.
 -Step lively, Remier!"
 Shambling from the press. the bt
 and the vacant face of NJ. Remier peared. With a child's obedience
 stepped to the place a soldier poin
 him.
 Mime. Remier screamed. Her
 was unnoticed--it was like many tl
 had been heard that day. She co
 not move. This was her husband. y the father of her children.
 All right, sergeant Ready. One! Two, Three, Fir 4 And NJ. Remier slipped to the pa R ment.s falling with his face in ii R pool of blood.
 'Romaine, Rovart, Rovaud'" K The Res were past. XI Mme. Remier lives still. with K tor, who is ap architect fin Paris. T } is physician, and Jean died your