Eugene P. Lyle, The Missourian
“ Lopez turned on down the corridor, stopped at the doors of Generals Mejía and Castillo, and the Prince Salm-Salm. At each he tapped lightly, as one dazed, and announced that the enemy surrounded them. Then, remembering, he fled.Within the thick walls that narrowed his state into a friar’s cell, Maximilian rose from his iron couch. “So,” he sighed, almost in relief, “Destiny means it to end in this way.” He was calm, and he attired himself carefully. He chose his general’s uniform, with its rich dark blue, and scarlet cordon. ”
