r may utter. He returns fatigued with the cares of the day,
and full of those which are to come; but he finds at home, instead of
repose and comfort for the mind, only the struggle with the past.

We must not be surprised at it. By whom are our daughters and wives
brought up? We must repeat the expression,--by our enemies, the
enemies of the Revolution, and of the future.

Do not cry out here, nor quote me this or that sermon you have preached.

What do I care for the democratical parade which you make in the
pulpit, if everything beneath us, and behind us, all your little
pamphlets which issue by thousands and millions, your ill-disguised
system of instruction, your confessional, the spirit of which now
transpires, show us altogether what you are,--the enemies of liberty?
You, subjects of a foreign prince; you, who deny the French church, how
dare you speak of France?

Six hundred and twenty thousand[2] girls are brought up by nuns under
the direction of the priests. These girls will soon be women and
mothers, who, in their turn, will hand over to the priests, as far as
they are able, both their sons and their daughters.

The mother has already succeeded as far as concerns the daughter; by
her persevering importunity, she has, at length, overcome the father's
repugnance. A man who, every evening, after the troubles of business
and the warfare of the world, finds strife also at home, may certainly
resist for a time, but he must necessarily give in at last; or he will
be allowed neither truce, cessation, rest, nor refuge. His own house
becomes uninhabitable. His wife having nothing to expect at the
confessional but harsh treatment, as long as she does not succeed, will
wage against him every day and every hour the war they make against
her; a gentle one, perhaps; politely bitter, implacable, and obstinate.

She grumbles at the fire-side, is low-spirited at table, and never
opens her mouth either to speak or eat; then bed-time, the inevitable
repetition of the lesson she has learned, even on the pillow. The same
sound of the same bell, for ever and ever; who could withstand it? what
is to be done? Give in or become mad!

If the husband were firm, obstinate, and persevering enough to stand
this trial, the wife, perhaps, would not resist. "How can I see her so
unhappy, pining, uneasy, and ill? She is evidently growing thinner. I
had much rather save my wife." Such is the language of the husband.
If he be