s skull-cap, that other his frill-collar,--lest
Fanaticism return on us. (Moniteur, du 7 Avril 1792; Deux Amis, vii.
111.)

Quick is the movement here! And then so confused, unsubstantial, you
might call it almost spectral; pallid, dim, inane, like the Kingdoms
of Dis! Unruly Liguet, shrunk to a kind of spectre for us, pleads here,
some cause that he has: amid rumour and interruption, which excel human
patience; he 'tears his papers, and withdraws,' the irascible adust
little man. Nay honourable members will tear their papers, being
effervescent: Merlin of Thionville tears his papers, crying: "So, the
People cannot be saved by you!" Nor are Deputations wanting: Deputations
of Sections; generally with complaint and denouncement, always with
Patriot fervour of sentiment: Deputation of Women, pleading that they
also may be allowed to take Pikes, and exercise in the Champ-de-Mars.
Why not, ye Amazons, if it be in you? Then occasionally, having done our
message and got answer, we 'defile through the Hall, singing ca-ira;'
or rather roll and whirl through it, 'dancing our ronde patriotique the
while,'--our new Carmagnole, or Pyrrhic war-dance and liberty-dance.
Patriot Huguenin, Ex-Advocate, Ex-Carabineer, Ex-Clerk of the
Barriers, comes deputed, with Saint-Antoine at his heels; denouncing
Anti-patriotism, Famine, Forstalment and Man-eaters; asks an august
Legislative: "Is there not a tocsin in your hearts against these
mangeurs d'hommes!" (See Moniteur, Seances in Hist. Parl. xiii. xiv.)

But above all things, for this is a continual business, the Legislative
has to reprimand the King's Ministers. Of His Majesty's Ministers we
have said hitherto, and say, next to nothing. Still more spectral these!
Sorrowful; of no permanency any of them, none at least since Montmorin
vanished: the 'eldest of the King's Council' is occasionally not ten
days old! (Dumouriez, ii. 137.) Feuillant-Constitutional, as your
respectable Cahier de Gerville, as your respectable unfortunate
Delessarts; or Royalist-Constitutional, as Montmorin last Friend
of Necker; or Aristocrat as Bertrand-Moleville: they flit there
phantom-like, in the huge simmering confusion; poor shadows, dashed in
the racking winds; powerless, without meaning;--whom the human memory
need not charge itself with.

But how often, we say, are these poor Majesty's Ministers summoned over;
to be questioned, tutored; nay, threatened, almost bullied! They answer
what, with adroitest s