Norwich bulletin., 1910-09-21

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/ governor and mis- staff made their way
| to the cell of Constant Troustat, and
| ere considerably surprised to find
| the condemned man alreadN up and
busy at his toilet Worthy M. Blavoit
/ thought it none the less his duty to
preserve countenance fitting the oc-
| casion. Courage Troustat,D said he,
| in a solemn voice, syour plea is re-
| jected." Joking1y responded the con-
demned man: No, listen to me, Mr.
| Governor; if this is all you have have
| come to tell me at this early hour, al
| low me to say you have got up too
| late even for thatin
He pointed to the lofty, narrow win
| dow from which came a muttering as
measureless and confused as the noise
| of the sea.
It's three hours since heard them, "
| he said.
Then / said to myself, Old fellow
| it's for today"
Come murmured NJ. Blavoit, just
| a little put out. Il see you are taking
| things we'll"
| The priest stepped forward
My child said he, so praisewor-
| thy resignation makes me hopeful
What, what. stow that nonsense
| replied the condemned man.
| My duty is to accompany you to
| the foot of the scaffold,' said the Able
Colliard, quietly. of course, my poor
child, you may reftse the consola-
| tons"
1.-THE consolations,' cried Troustat
.'But it's the happiest day of my life!
Listen a Bit
M. B1avoit drew sout his watch.
''Troustat," said he, our time is
up
'And mine, too, them said the con-
| demned man. "Perifa ps you are going
| tient; but they'll lose nothing by wait
| ing. I'm going to show them how q
man dies for a great crime: for, bear
| it in mind. I'm no pickpocket or area
| sneaker. If I did strange Father
| and Mother DRAPER, and their daugh-
| ter and their servant it was at least
! for a good motive. I had stoler
/ enough to enable me to live nicely al
my days and they had not awak ened
anyhow, if 1 missed a fortune, glory
| is left for me. Yes. that's it, glory,
| pursued the condemned man in &
| as Rostand, Dufayel, Potin and Sarah
! Bernhardt. I've my picture on tho
front page of all the newspapers"
| ''Troustat." interrupted NJ pBIavoit
sits daylight now and there are GER
| tain toilet formalities to attend to
| Have you last request to make ?"
Il The condemned man smiled cunning
well, I wish to learn English. Blu
I believe that's an old story. Then
would like TO see Cg1anticler. Bur
since we are in the proyinces-''
He placed his foot on the edge O.
| his couch to finish lacing his shoe.
Pm glad" he went on. I'm not il
/ Faris, where they smother executions
/ Tere. at least-but Just listen to theil
roaring. There must be 10000 o.
! Them
All chandon- -the-Loire is there
| said NJ. Blavoit, anxious to give the
i condemned man one last n1orsel o.
Troustat's small green eyes bfazet
with flash OF pride. He raised him
self erect and expanded his brawn1
chest
That's an audience for you" hi
said: Instead of dying old and fee.
lie, I'm going away at % amid tht
acclan1ations of an immense throng.
While he was being bound by thu
/ wardens, Troustat showed a sparkling
wit: he engaged in lively and ami
mated discussion with the A'bbe Coil
| lard lon the secret of the confession
he cited Leo Taxi: he risked a few
| witty jokes and expressed in pointed
terms, in rather special vocabulary
| the regret he felt at not being able IL
love all the pretty women who though
| of him at that precise moment
When he had swallowed his las
mouthfuI of absinthe. which one o.
| lis gaolers held to his lips. his hands
/ BENG already DdCk
! he rose gaily and gave the signal t.
/ start.
/ Go on" he said '.At the same tim,
| would like to walk without anyon,
| holding my arms"
The cortege traversed long. damn
| corridors, a small court was crossed
| tI:en the prison gate opened. and tn
/ square. sWar1ning with people, con
/ fronted them. Raked back by tn
troops a huge wave overfiowed int,
| the neishboring streets balconies
rooftops. tops of walls. trees, lamp
/ posts all were dotted with eager eye
and tense faces Nimbly Tropsta
| climbed the scaffold steps pushing
| away with q blow of his shoulders TIL
| priest who sought to conceal the gull
| lotine from him.
stand aside. NJ. lie Cure. The
| don't see me-" he said.
i His appearance was saluted by yelIs
| He bent proudly between his ward r
and bowed to the populace.
| Then, of sudden there was an ava
lanche of applause. Troustat kney
the delicious joy of an ovation, thi
vOluptuousness of immediate an
| present glory which makes tenors an
orators weep. The whole crowd wa
shouting; the men We're brandishin
their hats; the women We're wavin
their handkerchiefs. The warder