The First Consul sent one of his aides-de-camp to offer me an amnesty for all my men, and the rank of colonel for myself.

I have not even consulted my men, I refused for them and for me.
Now, all depends on us; as we receive from the princes neither money nor encouragement, you are our only treasurer; close your coffers, or rather cease to open those of the government for us, and the royalist opposition, the heart of which beats only in Brittany, will subside little by little, and end before long.
I need not tell you that my life will have ended first.
Our mission is dangerous; probably it will cost us our heads; but what can be more glorious than to hear posterity say of us, if one can hear beyond the grave: "All others despaired; but they, never!" One of us will survive the other, but only to succumb later.

Let that survivor say as he dies: _Etiamsi omnes, ego non._ Count on me as I count on you.

CADOUDAL.
P.S .-- You know that you can safely give Branche-d'Or all the money you have for the Cause.

He has promised me not to let himself be taken, and I trust his word.
A murmur of enthusiasm ran through the group, as Morgan finished the last words of the letter.
"You have heard it, gentlemen ?" he said.
"Yes, yes, yes," repeated every voice.
"In the first place, how much money have we to give to Branche-d'Or ?" "Thirteen thousand francs from the Lake of Silans, twenty-two thousand from Les Carronnieres, fourteen thousand from Meximieux, forty-nine thousand in all," said one of the group.
"You hear, Branche-d'Or ?" said Morgan; "it is not much--only half what we gave you last time, but you know the proverb: 'The handsomest girl in the world can only give what she has.'" "The general knows what you risk to obtain this money, and he says that, no matter how little you send, he will receive it gratefully." "All the more, that the next will be better," said a young man who had just joined the group, unperceived, so absorbed were all present in Cadoudal's letter.