. Life and death : being an authentic account of the deaths of one hundred celebrated men and women, with their portraits . is hour had come. Plucked suddenly from her bosom, abright blade flashed up and down, striking Marat once in the chest under the 139 I40 A BOOK OF LIFE AND DEATH clavicle, piercing the lungs, and cutting the carotid artery. He gave one cryfor help: A moi, chere amie, a moi! and fell back. Charlotte Cordaylet the bloody knife fall to the ground, and drew back into the shadow of thewindow curtains. At the cry of Marat, his wife and the man-servant, Laurent,rushed into the r
. Life and death : being an authentic account of the deaths of one hundred celebrated men and women, with their portraits . is hour had come. Plucked suddenly from her bosom, abright blade flashed up and down, striking Marat once in the chest under the 139 I40 A BOOK OF LIFE AND DEATH clavicle, piercing the lungs, and cutting the carotid artery. He gave one cryfor help: A moi, chere amie, a moi! and fell back. Charlotte Cordaylet the bloody knife fall to the ground, and drew back into the shadow of thewindow curtains. At the cry of Marat, his wife and the man-servant, Laurent,rushed into the room, and the latter, seizing a chair, struck a blow atCharlotte Corday which felled her to the ground. At the noise, people inthe street stopped and entered the house, which soon became full of National Guards arrived, a surgeon was sent for. They placed the bodyof Marat on his bed, but he never moved or spoke again. For an instant heturned his glazing eyes on Simonne Evrard, who was weeping at his side,and then they closed for ever. Authorities: Carlyles French Revolution; Girardin, Histoire des No. 65 The Angel of AssassinationThe Death of Charlotte Corday (Marie-Anne-CharlotteCorday dArmans). Born at St. Saturnin, near Seez,in Normandy in 1768. Died 17th July 1793. A FTER the death of Marat by her hand, Charlotte Corday was takento the Abbaye Prison, and on Wednesday morning following thecrime, the thronged Palais de Justice and the Revolutionary Tribunalsaw her appear before them. A strange murmur passed through the Hall atthe sight of her calm, beautiful face. Fouquier-Tinville, the Public Prosecutor,was ready with all his documents, the cutler of the Palais Royal was there totestify that he had sold her the fatal knife. Do you recognize this knife?asked the President of the Tribunal of the accused. Yes, she answered. What made you commit this crime? She replied: I saw my country onthe point of being overwhelmed by civil war: I was persuaded that Mar
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