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Genet, however, whose temper was naturally violent, and whose zeal in the cause was fired by a sense of supposed personal injustice, suffered by himself under the operation of the old system, was not likely to soften the harshness of his orders by his mode of interpretation and execution. He seems to have been at bottom a sincere and good hearted, as well as a pretty able man; and it may be mentioned, as rather a singular fact, that a person possessed of so many valuable qualities, should have succeeded in making himself obnoxious as a diplomatic agent to two governments, so differently constituted, as those of Russia and the United States, and that his recall should have been formally demanded by both. He mentions in one of his printed letters to Mr Jefferson, that the Empress Catherine insisted upon this, and declared, that if her request was not complied with immediately, she would herself give him an escort to the boundary.
It is time, however, to close our extracts from this very interesting publication. We shall only add the passage in which Madame Campan describes the attack upon the palace, on the 10th of August 1792 ; at which she was present herself, and in imminent danger of her life. Much light has lately been thrown upon the immediate causes of this event, by the publication last year in France, of the posthumous Memoirs of Barbaroux, who claims the honor of having himself planned and directed the whole affair. We shall, perhaps, avail ourselves of a future opportunity to lay before our readers a notice of his very curious work. At present our concern is with Madame Campan, whose account of the transactions of the 10th of August is as follows.
"At length the terrible day of the 10th of August arrived. The evening before, Pétion (then mayor of Paris) informed the Assembly, that an insurrection was preparing in the suburbs for the next morning, that the alarm bell would ring at midnight, and that he was afraid that he had not the means of quelling the disturbance. The Assembly passed to the order of the day. Pétion, however, gave orders to repulse force by force. Mandat, the commandant of the national guards, received these orders, and, being thus confirmed in his attachment to the king's person, by what he considered his duty to his country, he exhibited, throughout, the most perfect fidelity. At nine in the evening, I was present at the king's supper. While his majesty was giving me several orders, we heard a great noise at the door of the apartment. I went to ascertain the reason, and found the two sentinels, posted there, engaged in a political discussion. One asserted, that the king was a part of the constitution, and that he would defend him at the peril of his life; the other held, that he was an obstacle in the way of the only constitution consistent with liberty. They were ready to cut each others' throats. When I returned, the king insisted on being informed what was doing, and after I had told him, the queen remarked, that she was not surprized at it, and that more than half the guard were jacobins. “At midnight the alarm bell was rung.
The Swiss stood in military order, as firm as rocks. Their silence contrasted strongly with the perpetual bustle kept up by the national guard. The king communicated to M. de J. an officer in the general staff, the plan of defence, which had been prepared by General Vioménil. After this private conference with the king, M. de J. said to me, “Put your jewels and money in your pockets, the danger is imminent, and we have no means of defence. Nothing could save us but personal energy in the king, and that is the only virtue in which he is deficient.” At one o'clock past midnight the queen, and Madame Elizabeth went to repose on a sofa, in a lower apartment, in which the windows opened upon the court of the Tuilleries. The queen told me, that the king had refused to wear a stuffed waistcoat, as a protection to his person. He had consented to put it on the 14th of July, when he was going to the public ceremony of the Federation, and where he might have been attacked by an assassin. But on this occasion, when his friends were to meet the revolutionary party in battle, he thought it cowardly to take any such precautions.
At this time Madame Elizabeth, who had taken off a part of her dress, in order to rest more at ease on the sofa, shewed me a carnelion pin which she wore in her handkerchief. The device was a bunch of lilies, with the legend, oblivion of offences-forgiveness of injuries. “I fear,” said the virtuous princess, " that this maxim has but little weight with our enemies, but we must not respect it the less for that ourselves.” The queen commanded me to sit by her side. The two princesses could not sleep, and were conversing mournfully upon their situation, when we heard the report of a musket in the court. “ There is the first shot,” said the queen," but, unhappily, it will not be the last. Let us go to the king."
The queen commanded me to attend her, and some of her women followed.
“At four o'clock, the queen came out of the king's apartment, and told us that she had no hope whatever; that M. Mandat had been assassinated as he was going to the City Hall for fresh orders, and that they were carrying his head upon a pike, about the streets, It was now day light. The king, the queen, and Madame Elizabeth, the dauphin, and young princess, came down to review the national guard. A few of the soldiers cried, vive le roi. I was at a window, looking upon the garden ; and I saw some of the artillery men leave their ranks, and approaching the king, clench their fists in his face, with the most insulting language, before the attendants could repulse them. The king was as pale as death.
The royal family then returned to the castle, and the queen said to me, that all was lost; that the king had shewn no personal firmness, and that the review had done more harm than good.
'I was standing in the billiard room with my companions, when M. d'Hervilly appeared with a drawn sword in his hand, and called upon the servant in attendance to admit the nobility of France. About two hundred persons entered this room, which was the one next to that where the family were; and other persons occupied the rooms adjoining. Some of these were, in fact, noblemen, others had but slight pretensions on the score of birth, but gave proofs on this occasion of real nobility. All were badly armed, and some in so ludicrous a manner, that even at this disastrous moment, the rest, with true French levity, could not help smiling at their expense. One of the king's equerries, and a page, were armed with the two legs of a pair of tongs, which they had found in the anti-chamber, and separated. The best provided had only swords and pistols. At this time the insurgents were swarming in troops from all the suburbs, armed with pikes and cutlasses, and filled the Place de Carousel, and all the neighboring streets. The bloody Marseillais were in front, with their cannon pointed at the castle. At this extremity, the king's council sent M. de Joly, the minister of justice, to the Assembly to demand a deputation of the members for the protection of the king's person. The Assembly passed to the order of the day.
• At eight o'clock the officers of justice came to the Tuilleries, and M. Roederer, the attorney general, finding that the guard within the palace were ready to join the assailants without, requested a private interview with the king. The queen was also present. He then told them, that they, with their family and attendants, must inevitably perish, unless they took refuge immediately in the hall of the National Assembly. The queen made some opposition at first, but the attorney reminded her, that she was assuming the responsibility of her own life, and that of every body in the palace, and she said no more. The king then consented to go to the Assembly. As he went out, he said to the ministers, and others about him, " Come, gentlemen, there is nothing more to be done here." The queen, on leaving the king's cabinet, said to me,“ Wait in my apartment, where I will meet you; if not, I will send for you to meet me, God knows where."
"I leave it to the historian to describe the public events of this memorable day, and shall only mention some of the fearful scenes that were exhibited within the palace, after the king left it. The assailants did not know of the king's departure, nor did the guard on the other side of the castle. Had this fact been known, the siege would not probably have taken place.
“The Marseillais at first drove from their posts several soldiers of the Swiss guard, who made no resistance, and they even shot some of them. This proceeding roused the indignation of the officers, and they ordered a battalion to fire. The assailants retreated for a moment, but soon returned with fresh fury. The Swiss, who were only eight hundred in number, retired into the palace. The mob immediately commenced an attack upon the building, and soon succeeded in forcing a passage into it with their cannon. The Swiss were nearly all massacred, as were also a great part of the noblemen, in attendance. The assassins finally arrived at the door of the queen's apartment, where several ladies were assembled. These would probably have all perished, had not a soldier arrived at that moment, with orders from Pétion to spare the women. I was myself exposed, by accident, to a still more imminent danger than any of the others. At the moment when the mob were about entering the queen's apartment, I looked round for my sister, and not seeing her in the confusion of the moment, although she was there, I went up stairs into another room, where I supposed she must have taken refuge; intending to persuade her to come down, that we might be together. I did not find her in this room, where there was no one, excepting our two chamber maids, and one of the queen's two heydukes, a fellow of enormous stature, and a truly martial aspect. He was sitting on a bed, and looked very pale. I said to him, “ Take care of yourself; the footmen, and our servants have made their escape already.” “I cannot,” replied the man, “I am dead with fright.” While he was uttering these words, a troop of the assailants rushed hastily up stairs, and into the room. They fell at once upon this man, and I saw him murdered.
'I flew to the stairs, followed by the women, and the assassins left the heyduke to pursue us.
The staircase was very narrow, and the women who were behind me, throwing themselves at the feet of their pursuers, and seizing their sabres, kept them at bay for a moment. One of them had just reached me, and I felt his hand grasping the top of my dress behind, when some one cried from below, What are you doing up there? The horrible fellow, who was about to massacre me, answered with a hem! the sound of which I shall never forget. The other voice added, Do not kill the women.
I was kneeling, and my executioner then released me, saying, Get up, you jade, and thank the nation for your life. The coarseness of his language did not prevent me from feeling a sentiment of inexpressible pleasure, arising as much from the love of life, as from the thoughts of seeing my son and friends again. A moment before, I did not think so much of death, as of the pain which I was about to suffer. It is not often that any one is so near dying and escapes. I can add, that my senses were all in complete activity, and that I heard every thing the assassin said, as if I had been an unconcerned spectator.'
Madame Campan, after giving these details, proceeds to relate the farther particulars of her escape, and of her meeting with the queen in the convent, where the royal family were lodged until they were transferred to the temple; but we have no room for any more extracts or remarks. We strongly recommend the work to all, who may have an opportunity of reading it, as one of the most authentic, judicious, and interesting publications, that have yet appeared on the subject of which it treats.
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graphical, relating principally to New Hampshire. Vol. I. Concord, N. H. Hill & Moore, 1822. The object of this work, the publication of which commenced two years ago, is to collect and examine the accounts of Indian wars; to present before the public whatever may be found remarkable concerning them; to give topographical and civil sketches of different towns in New Hampshire ; and to preserve, in an authenticated and durable form, biographical notices of the eminent men of that state.
This design is of a nature fitted to secure the approbation of all persons, who feel an interest in antiquarian pursuits, who wish to see the transmission of early records, and preserve the long remembrance of early deeds. It is pleasant to dwell on the memory of the past; it is natural for men to look back on the sources of time, and in the lives of their ancestry, more than anywhere else, to seek for the developement of the principles of our nature, and to mark the conduct of those, who now exist only in the recollections of their descendants, as they were situated in times of difficulty, and
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