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Show Ie Guillobipe Severs His jHcad. Me A&ks For His' Body " Not to be Given to , Doctors. He Is Asked to Hztliv a Confession Con-fession Sut C-tbuUy '""' " Refused. Th Furderer Sands a Tare-vveJi Tare-vveJi fslessage to U3 Vifo BiddineHsr Adiou. Paris, . Feb. 3. Michael Eyraud, the murderer. of the notary, B. Gouffe, wa3,guillotined at 7:2d this morning. Eyraud1 met his face with fortitude ! andf e'signatibn. - A3 early as 2 o'clock this morning the -customary barriers were erected upon the Place de la Roquette. Shortly after two divi dons of police and,a.de-tachment'of and,a.de-tachment'of the Guarde Repub'lieaine took possession of the place The night was bitterly cold. To make the .scene more gloomy than usual, a hcaVy, (lamp, cold log hung over the city. " The cafes near Place de Roquette were full of carousers, male and- female, fe-male, . singing, in maudlin tones a disgusting song, having for its refrain,' "It is Eyfaiul whom we must have; it is his head which we must have." The scenes -4ii some of the cafes can be better. .imagined than described; but they gave the stranger a good idea of the nature of a Paris mob w hen"blood is in the air." ' . By 5:45 all was ready. Deibler, the executioner, tested the . knife, and found it., was., moving easily -in the grooves. Outside the place, in the direction of the Boulevard Vol'a;;?; Miei-p-were a'oouL 5::() snectalors. v. i: could hardly see anything of the proceedings, pro-ceedings, but who vrere attracted to the:spot an-4 rera tined there eutof sheer morbid curiosity J.11 f' irl?e1idvomenTe jgIaiV'oi' croupiers of the lowest class and girls Who form the dregs of society. At 6:45 p. m. a party of otlicials. In company with the Governor of Lu Roquette, entered the ceil occupied by Eyraud. They found Eyraud sitting crouching on his bed, and wheu informed in-formed that the petition for his nardon had been rejected, Lyraud replied, re-plied, "Very well." . The condemned man a few minutes afterward removed the prison uniform which he had been wearing and changed his trousers and socks, ret using us-ing all assistance while preparing for death.- , , . ...Being asked if ho had any s-Utemest, to make, the murderer leolied in the j negative. . , Abbe Fiiure then r.pprottcued the guilty man and ofiVr.'d to receive and convey to Eyraud !s wife and daughter hich hoi might wish i taken to tneni. To this kind citVr I JEyraud replied: "Tell thera that I bid them adieu, and hope they may be Faure then again offered Eyraud a glass of cognac, but he pushed it to one side, saying: '"No, that will do no good." lv.iv.ud then walked with the chief warden and jailer into the dressing room. He looked attentively at the gentlemen there present and did not utter a word. He then sat down w hile Deiuler piniontd hiou and during this part of the preparation for the guillotine Eyraud turned to the Governor and said: "Might I request that my body should not be given to the surgeons? ' To this request Abbe Faure replied: "Your body will be given to your family." Eyraud thanked the abbe, whereupon the hitter offered to embrace em-brace the murderer's wife and child for him, , t. , Eyraud, gazing at the laces around him, then angrily exclaimed: "Con-stans, "Con-stans, Minister of the Interior, was right. He has won his case; now his prize.- He will be to-night with Gabrielle. What SViina personage is -oing to Gabrielle Bompard." Suddenly, as Deibler was complet ing the task of pimomsg inm, Mraua continued: "You are hurting ray , lingers," and turning to the assistant, who was tying bandages, he said, impatiently: im-patiently: "Don't pinch me so tightly."' Previous to commencing the march to tiie scaffold, Eyraud again refused to drink a glass of cognac which was offered to him, and was afterwards rigidlv silent until he airived at the guillotine. Passing from the cell to tiie scaffold Eyraud scanned everything right and left and tarn filed his eyes upon theguibotme, Arriving at the foot of the guillotine, and within a few feet of the block, Eyraud eluded his executioners for a moment and loudly and angrily khouted to the assembled crowd: "Constana is a murderer; he is more ot a murderer tlnm I am. Constana is. ." Before he could complete t.i sentence, sen-tence, the executioners seized the murderer mur-derer aid throw him upon the incline plank of the guillotine. Deibler then pressed the fatal knob, and the flashing flash-ing blade fell with a sharp, sliding sound, and the head of Gouffe's assassin assas-sin rolled into the gutter below. |