----
Bresci will live on bread and water--but it is not the bread and
water that will make his life worse than death. He could be
happy on such simple fare if his mind had work to do. Many a man
has done his good work and enjoyed life's greatest pleasures
while suffering mere hunger or poor fare.
Many men would be happier if they could see Bresci, the murderer,
forced into that idleness which is sometimes ignorantly desired.
In his prison Bresci is protected from the sun and the rain and
the cold. He can sleep as many hours as he likes. No duns can
trouble him. He pays no rent. There is absolutely nothing that
he MUST do. But there is absolutely nothing that he CAN do.
The saddest slave in Morocco toiling under the heaviest load
would win Bresci's gratitude if only he would let Bresci carry
that load.
The most desperate man, harassed by cares of all kinds, would
seem blissfully happy in Bresci's eyes, for he has at least full
play for his sentiments, for his activities. ----
To punish Ravaillac's attack on the life of the French King, long
ago, they tried ingenious devices. They broke him on the wheel.
They tortured him slowly. Finally they poured melted lead
into his stomach through his navel. It was a hard death.
But they did not punish Ravaillac as severely as Bresci is to be
punished.
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