r; but, as we know, it ended. Breathless
messengers, fugitive Swiss, denunciatory Patriots, trepidation; finally
tripudiation!--Before four o'clock much has come and gone.

The New Municipals have come and gone; with Three Flags, Liberte,
Egalite, Patrie, and the clang of vivats. Vergniaud, he who as President
few hours ago talked of Dying for Constituted Authorities, has moved,
as Committee-Reporter, that the Hereditary Representative be suspended;
that a NATIONAL CONVENTION do forthwith assemble to say what further!
An able Report: which the President must have had ready in his pocket?
A President, in such cases, must have much ready, and yet not ready; and
Janus-like look before and after.

King Louis listens to all; retires about midnight 'to three little rooms
on the upper floor;' till the Luxembourg be prepared for him, and 'the
safeguard of the Nation.' Safer if Brunswick were once here! Or, alas,
not so safe? Ye hapless discrowned heads! Crowds came, next morning, to
catch a climpse of them, in their three upper rooms. Montgaillard says
the august Captives wore an air of cheerfulness, even of gaiety; that
the Queen and Princess Lamballe, who had joined her over night, looked
out of the open window, 'shook powder from their hair on the people
below, and laughed.' (Montgaillard. ii. 135-167.) He is an acrid
distorted man.

For the rest, one may guess that the Legislative, above all that the New
Municipality continues busy. Messengers, Municipal or Legislative, and
swift despatches rush off to all corners of France; full of triumph,
blended with indignant wail, for Twelve hundred have fallen. France
sends up its blended shout responsive; the Tenth of August shall be
as the Fourteenth of July, only bloodier and greater. The Court has
conspired? Poor Court: the Court has been vanquished; and will have both
the scath to bear and the scorn. How the Statues of Kings do now all
fall! Bronze Henri himself, though he wore a cockade once, jingles down
from the Pont Neuf, where Patrie floats in Danger. Much more does Louis
Fourteenth, from the Place Vendome, jingle down, and even breaks in
falling. The curious can remark, written on his horse's shoe: '12 Aout
1692;' a Century and a Day.

The Tenth of August was Friday. The week is not done, when our old
Patriot Ministry is recalled, what of it can be got: strict Roland,
Genevese Claviere; add heavy Monge the Mathematician, once a
stone-hewer; and, for Minister of Justice