wherefore in brief His Majesty has retired towards a Place of
Liberty; and, leaving Sanctions, Federation, and what Oaths there may
be, to shift for themselves, does now refer--to what, thinks an august
Assembly? To that 'Declaration of the Twenty-third of June,' with its
"Seul il fera, He alone will make his People happy." As if that were not
buried, deep enough, under two irrevocable Twelvemonths, and the wreck
and rubbish of a whole Feudal World! This strange autograph Letter
the National Assembly decides on printing; on transmitting to the
Eighty-three Departments, with exegetic commentary, short but pithy.
Commissioners also shall go forth on all sides; the People be exhorted;
the Armies be increased; care taken that the Commonweal suffer no
damage.--And now, with a sublime air of calmness, nay of indifference,
we 'pass to the order of the day!'

By such sublime calmness, the terror of the People is calmed. These
gleaming Pike forests, which bristled fateful in the early sun,
disappear again; the far-sounding Street-orators cease, or spout milder.
We are to have a civil war; let us have it then. The King is gone; but
National Assembly, but France and we remain. The People also takes a
great attitude; the People also is calm; motionless as a couchant lion.
With but a few broolings, some waggings of the tail; to shew what it
will do! Cazales, for instance, was beset by street-groups, and cries of
Lanterne; but National Patrols easily delivered him. Likewise all King's
effigies and statues, at least stucco ones, get abolished. Even King's
names; the word Roi fades suddenly out of all shop-signs; the Royal
Bengal Tiger itself, on the Boulevards, becomes the National Bengal one,
Tigre National. (Walpoliana.)

How great is a calm couchant People! On the morrow, men will say to one
another: "We have no King, yet we slept sound enough." On the morrow,
fervent Achille de Chatelet, and Thomas Paine the rebellious Needleman,
shall have the walls of Paris profusely plastered with their Placard;
announcing that there must be a Republic! (Dumont, c. 16.)--Need we add
that Lafayette too, though at first menaced by Pikes, has taken a great
attitude, or indeed the greatest of all? Scouts and Aides-de-camp fly
forth, vague, in quest and pursuit; young Romoeuf towards Valenciennes,
though with small hope.

Thus Paris; sublimely calmed, in its bereavement. But from the
Messageries Royales, in all Mail-bags, radiates forth far-dartin