The French Revolution : a history . 6r6 Officers, galloping in red coats, are shot asSwiss. Lo you, the Carrousel has burst into flame !—Paris Pandemonium ! Nay the poor city, as we said, isin fever-fit and convulsion : such crisis has lasted for thespace of some half hour. But what is this that, with Legislative Insignia, ven-tures through the hubbub and death-hail, from theback-entrance of the Manage ? Towards the Tuileriesand Swiss: written Order from his Majesty to ceasefiring! O ye hapless Swiss, why was there no order notto begin it ? Gladly would the Swiss cease firing : butwho will bid
The French Revolution : a history . 6r6 Officers, galloping in red coats, are shot asSwiss. Lo you, the Carrousel has burst into flame !—Paris Pandemonium ! Nay the poor city, as we said, isin fever-fit and convulsion : such crisis has lasted for thespace of some half hour. But what is this that, with Legislative Insignia, ven-tures through the hubbub and death-hail, from theback-entrance of the Manage ? Towards the Tuileriesand Swiss: written Order from his Majesty to ceasefiring! O ye hapless Swiss, why was there no order notto begin it ? Gladly would the Swiss cease firing : butwho will bid mad Insurrection cease firing ? To Insur- Deux Amis, viii. 179-188. ^ See Hist. Pari., xvii. 56 ; Las Cases, etc. [So too Barbarouxsaid in his M^moires : Everything betokened the victory of theCourt, if the King had not left his post. ... If he had shown him-self, mounted on horseback, the great majority of the battalions ofParis would have declared for him.—Ed.] Moore, Journal during a Residence in France (Dublin1793), i- AUG. lo, 1792] THE SWISS 353 rection you cannot speak ; neither can it, hydra-headed,hear. The dead and dying, by the hundred, lie allaround ; are borne bleeding through the streets, towardshelp ; the sight of them, like a torch of the Furies,kindling Madness. Patriot Paris roars; as the bearbereaved of her whelps. On, ye Patriots : Vengeance !Victory or death! There are men seen, who rush on,armed only with walking-sticks. Terror and Fury rulethe hour. The Swiss, pressed on from without, paralysed fromwithin, have ceased to shoot; but not to be shot. Whatshall they do? Desperate is the moment. Shelter orinstant death : yet How, Where ? One party flies out bythe Rue de IEchelle ; is destroyed utterly, en second, by the other side, throws itself into the Gar-den ; hurrying across a keen fusillade ; rushes suppliantinto the National Assembly; finds pity and refuge inthe back benches there. The third, and largest, dartsout in column, three hun
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