he should have preferred imprisonment in a
tower, on a lonely sea-shore, to her present condition. On their way
through the corridor to the chapel, one Sunday, the king and she were
greeted by the cry from some of the guards of "Long live the king!" but
others broke in with "No, no; no king! Down with the veto!" This
struck upon the queen's heart; for it was she who had persuaded the king
to put his veto, or prohibition, upon the banishment of the priests.
When they were in the chapel, something worse happened. The passage "He
bringeth down the mighty from their seat," had to be sung; and when the
choir came to it, they sang, or shouted it, three times as loud as any
other part of the service. The king's adherents were so angry at this
that when the words came "And may the Lord keep the king in safety," the
royalists shouted out three times "And the Queen." This indecent
contention went on during the whole time of service; and the royal
family found that they were no longer permitted even to worship in
peace.

On the 9th of August, there was much noise and confusion throughout
Paris; and it became known that an insurrection was to take place the
next morning. Louis knew that something was dreaded, but he slept as
usual. His servant, Clery, put him to bed at half-past eight, while it
was still daylight, and then went out, to try what he could learn of the
proceedings of the people. The king and queen supped at nine o'clock.
While Madame Campan waited on them at table, a noise was heard outside
the door. Madame Campan went to see what it was. Two of the guards
were fighting,--one abusing the king, and the other insisting that he
was sincere in professing to stand by the Constitution. If the queen
had not before given over all idea of safety, she would now have done
so. She said she knew that some of their fiercest enemies were among
their guards;--not their Swiss guards, but those who wore the national
uniform.

This was a terrible night. It was oppressively hot; and the rooms of
the palace were crowded with gentlemen, adherents of the court, who had
come to devote themselves finally for their king and his family. The
Swiss guards,--picked Swiss soldiers, strong and brave, hired to guard
the person and palace of the sovereign,--stood silently at their posts,
their red uniforms contrasting with the black clothes of the seven
hundred gentlemen who waited to see what they were to do. Though these
seemed a l