Harper's New Monthly Magazine, Vol. V, No. XXIX., October, 1852Various
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Harper's New Monthly Magazine, Vol. V, No. XXIX., October, 1852
Various
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The trial of the other conspirators soon came on. Moreau, respecting
whom great interest was excited, as one of the most illustrious of the
Republican generals, was sentenced to two years imprisonment. Napoleon
immediately pardoned him, and granted him permission to retire to
America. As that unfortunate general wished to dispose of his estate,
Napoleon gave orders for it to be purchased at the highest price. He
also paid the expenses of his journey to Barcelona, preparatory to his
embarkation for the new world. George Cadoudal, Polignac, Revière, and
several others, were condemned to death. There was something in the
firm and determined energy of Cadoudal which singularly interested the
mind of the First Consul. He wished to save him. "There is one man,"
said Napoleon, "among the conspirators whom I regret--that is George
Cadoudal. His mind is of the right stamp. In my hands, he would have
done great things. I appreciate all the firmness of his character, and
I would have given it a right direction. I made Real say to him, that
if he would attach himself to me, I would not only pardon him, but
would give him a regiment. What do I say? I would have made him one of
my aides-de-camp. Such a step would have excited a great clamor; but I
should not have cared for it. Cadoudal refused every thing. He is a bar
of iron. What can I now do? He must undergo his fate; for such a man
is too dangerous in a party. It is a necessity of my situation."
The evening before his execution, Cadoudal desired the jailer to bring
him a bottle of excellent wine. Upon tasting the contents of the bottle
brought, and finding it of an inferior quality, he complained, stating
that it was not such wine as he desired. The jailer brutally replied,
"It is good enough for such a miscreant as you." Cadoudal, with perfect
deliberation and composure, corked up the bottle, and, with his
herculean arm hurled it at the head of the jailer, with an aim so well
directed that he fell helpless at his feet. The next day, with several
of the conspirators, he was executed.
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