Fors Clavigera. Letters to the Workmen and Labourers of Great Britain. Letter 1(-96)

Fors Clavigera. Letters to the Workmen and Labourers of Great Britain. Letter 1(-96)

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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1871 edition. Excerpt: ... hard for their lives. One managed to lay hold of the rope, upon which two Irishmen beat his hands with clubs and pistols till he released his hold and fell into a 'hanging position.' The Irishmen then blazed away at him with bullets, and so put an end to his existence." My republican friends--or otherwise than friends, as you choose to have it--you will say, I presume, that this comparison of methods of magistracy is partial and unfair? It is so. All comparisons--as all experiments--are unfair till you have made more. More you shall make with me; and as many as you like, on your own side. I will tell you, in due time, some tales of Tory gentlemen who lived, and would scarcely let anybody else live, at Padua and Milan, which will do your hearts good. Meantime, meditate a little over these two instances of capital justice, as done severally by monarchists and republicans in the sixteenth and nineteenth centuries; and meditate, not a little, on the capital justice which you have lately accomplished yourselves in France. You have had it all your own way there, since Sedan. No Emperor to paralyze your hands any more, or impede the flow of your conversation. Anything, since that fortunate hour, to be done, --anything to be said, that you liked; and in the midst of you, found by sudden good fortune, two quite honest and brave men; one old and one young, ready to serve you with all their strength, and evidently of supreme gifts in the way of service, --Generals Trochu and Rossel. You have exiled one, shot the other, and, but that, as I told you, my wishes are of no account that I know of, I should wish you joy of your "situation." Believe me, faithfully yours, JOHN RUSKIX. "You did not shoot him?" No; my expression was...
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  • Paperback | 134 pages
  • 189 x 246 x 7mm | 254g
  • English
  • Illustrations, black and white
  • 1236929713
  • 9781236929716