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gold buttons and lace; a long flapped waistcoat, brocaded with 
flowers, quilted, as was the coat, with black velvet worked with 
gold ; white silk stockings, which rolled over the knee, and diamond 
buckles at his shoes and garters. His hat was decked with a white 
plume, and a peruke, made of his own bright hair, fell in full curls 
upon his shoulders. The collar of his shirt was fastened by a black 
ribbon, and he wore a silver crucifix and rosary of beads. When 
he came upon the scaffold, he first took leave of his friends ‘“ with 
great serenity and calmness of mind.” He then spoke as follows : 
“TJ die a true, obedient, and humble son of the Catholic Apostolic 
Church, in perfect charity with all mankind, and a true well-wisher 
to my dear country, that never can be happy without doing justice 
to the best and most injured king. I die with all the sentiments 
of gratitude, respect, and love for the King of France, Louis, the 
well-beloved—a glorious name! I recommend to his majesty my 
dear family. I heartily repent of all my sins, and have a firm con- 
fidence to obtain pardon from Almighty God through the merits 
of his blessed Son, Christ Jesus, our Lord, to whom IT recommend 
my soul.” Having assured the executioner of his forgiveness, he 
put some gold pieces into his hands, saying, “I am but a poor 
man ; there’s ten guineas for you; if I had more, I would give it 
you; I desire you to do your office so as to put me to the least 
possible misery you can.” He.then kneeled down by the block, 
and was occupied in prayer for about six minutes, all the persons 
on the scaffold kneeling with him. His devotions finished, he 
divested himself of his wig, his coat, and waistcoat ; and then 
turning to the Sheriffs, took leave of them, after which reciting a 
short prayer, and crossing himself several times, “he laid his head 
upon the block,” and told the executioner he was to do his office 
when he should see him stretch forth his hands. In less than half 
a minute he gave the signal, which was instantly followed by the 
stroke of the axe. It almost severed the head from the body at 
one blow, which was given with such force that the axe became 
fixed in the block. 
Charles Radcliffe “behaved to the last,” says a contemporary 
account, “with the greatest coolness, fortitude, and manly courage, 
