Year: 1871

From the Missouri Republican, Nov. 81


1t is seventy eight years ago to day


since the az Of the gullotine dropped
upon the neck Of one Of the most brilliant
and beautiful women the world has ever
seen, and stained with innocent aud pre-


cious blood the cause which owed 80


much to her courage aud her genius.


How true it is that the really good and
really great can await with patience tho
slow coming but inevitable verdict of


posterity!


There Is something IN the very nature


of goodness and greatness which links


the possessor Of those qualities to the


lnfiuitc and secures an i'm uortality be-


yond the touch or taint Of time, firm and
enduring as the heavens. No matter


when or where moral and intellectual
supremacy is shown, whether in the do


main Of literature, art or science in


the field of politics or philanthropy
amid wild scenes Of adventurous daring,
or in the calm repose Of quiet life in
church, or state, or court, or camp, pal
ace or prison-it bears tho stamp of in


hcrent divinity, and can perish only with
it's author. rhe rush of momentous
events, the swift changes of o convulsive
era, the malicious hate of hostile faction.
the fury of blind and ignorant bigotry.
the clamor Of the brutal mob-these may
combine to throw over the victim of
neglect or persecution the pail of brief
oblivion but so sure as the sun shines
after the darkest night, and fruits aud
flowers salute Us after the gloomiest win,
ter, there will come, must come, resurrcc.
ton and recognition for each kodlke
soul who has dwelt upon this planet
Generations, centuries may pass by before
the wrong is righted, and the garland
wreathed about the brow Of the victor,
but justice is the immutable law of the
universe, and nothing worthy to live is
ever permitted utterly to die. A grand
thought Is as imperishsble as the stars
it will reverberste through the dim asles
Of the ages long after the brain from
which it sprang has turned to coffin dust
and a grand example, which is thought
translated into action, becomes, as it
were, part Of the mental atmosphere ; a
source Of light, and hope, and inspiration
" oVoTy uumau O6luk.


The miserable rabble who gathered
around the machine of death in the Place
dc la Concorde, insulting with cruel jcers
and mockery the occupants Of the fatal
cart, made the very air trembls with tri
umphant yells as tho chief object of their
mad vengeance rose from the side of the
old man she had oomforted during this
last ride, and slowly assembled the steps
which led to the block. No tremor
shook that majestic figure, no shadow of
fear fed across that fair face; the lip
did not quiver. nor the eye blauch as the
rough hand Of the sxecutioner led her
beneath the glittering knife. What
emotions must have crowded into this
Woman's heart - she stood au instant on
the threshold Of time and saw the finger
Of remorseless fate beckoning her into
eternity What thoughts Of the hus
baud, the child, the frisnds she was lsav.
ing, must have swelled within that gentle
bosom as she stepped forward toward the
vast unknown which surrounds us like Q
'horeless sea Yet, as il conscious of
The dignity of the mission about to he
sealed with martyrdom, she put aside
every earthly interest, every earthly af.
lection, and, rising 20 che sublimity Of
'elf devotion, spoke q single sentence
which was u once sN epitaph and y
prophecy: ~ liberty what crimes are
committed 10 Thy name T.


The hesdlsss tsunh ef Msdaue Rolspd
sss hung into common pit and do.
Ieussd BY SuioS live % nsSvm meat 10