subvert and destroy; but none to construct, except such machines as may be fitted for further fubverfion and further destruction.

Who is it that admires, and from the heart is attached to national representative assemblies, but must turn with horrour and disgust from fuch a profane burlesque, and abominable perversion of that facred institute? Lovers of monarchy, lovers of republicks, must alike abhor it. The members of your affembly must themselves groan under the tyranny of which they have all the shame, none of the direction, and little of the profit. I am fure many of the members who compose even the majority of that body must feel as I do, notwithstanding the applauses of the revolution society. Miferable king! miferable assembly! How must that affsembly be filently scandalized with those of their members, who could call a day which seemed to blot the fun out of heaven, " un beau jour!"* How must they be inwardly indignant at hearing others, who thought fit to declare to them, " that "the vessel of the state would fly forward in her "course towards regeneration with more speed " than ever," from the stiff gale of treason and murder, which preceded our preacher's triumph! What must they have felt, whilft, with outward patience and inward indignation, they heard of

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the flaughter of innocent gentlemen in their houses, that " the blood spilled was not the most pure ?" What must they have felt, when they were besieged by complaints of disorders which shook their country to its foundations, at being compelled coolly to tell the complainants, that they were under the protection of the law, and that they would address the king (the captive king) to cause the laws to be enforced for their protection; when the enslaved minifters of that captive king had formally notified to them, that there were neither law, nor authority, nor power left to protect? What must they have felt at being obliged, as a felicitation on the present new year, to request their captive king to forget the stormy period of the last, on account of the great good which be was likely to produce to his people; to the complete attainment of which good they adjourned the practical demonftrations of their loyalty, assuring him of their obedience, when he should no longer poffefs any authority to command?

This address was made with much good-nature and affection, to be fure. But among the revolutions in France must be reckoned a confiderable revolution in their ideas of politeness. In England we are faid to learn manners at second-hand from your fide of the water, and that we dress our behaviour in the frippery of France. If fo,

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we are still in the old cut; and have not so far conformed to the new Parisian mode of good-breeding, as to think it quite in the most refined strain of delicate compliment (whether in condolence or congratulation) to say, to the most humiliated creature that crawls upon the earth, that great publick benefits are derived from the murder of his servants, the attempted assassination of himself and of his wife, and the mortification, disgrace, and degradation, that he has personally suffered. It is a topick of confolation which our ordinary of Newgate would be too humane to use to a criminal at the foot of the gallows. I should have thought that the hangman of Paris, now that he is liberalized by the vote of the national afssembly, and is allowed his rank and arms in the herald's college of the rights of men, would be too generous, too gallant a man, too full of the sense of his new dignity, to employ that cutting confolation to any of the perfons whom the leze nation might bring under the administration of his executive powers.

A man is fallen indeed, when he is thus flattered. The anodyne draught of oblivion, thus drugged, is well calculated to preferve a galling wakefulness, and to feed the living ulcer of a corroding memory. Thus to administer the opiate potion of amnesty, powdered with all the ingredients of scorn and contempt, is to hold to his lips, instead of " the balm of hurt minds," the cup of human

misery full to the brim, and to force him to drink it to the dregs.

Yielding to reasons, at least as forcible as those which were fo delicately urged in the compliment on the new year, the king of France will probably endeavour to forget these events and that compliment. But History, who keeps a durable record of all our acts, and exercises her awful censure over the proceedings of all forts of fovereigns, will not forget either those events, or the æra of this liberal refinement in the intercourse of mankind. Hiftory will record, that on the morning of the 6th of October 1789, the king and queen of France,

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after a day of confufion, alarm, dismay, and flaughter, lay down, under the pledged security of publick faith, to indulge nature in a few hours of re

spite, and troubled melancholy repose. From this sleep the queen was first startled by the voice of the

centinel at her door, who cried out to her, to fave herself by flight-that this was the last proof of fidelity he could give-that they were upon him,

and he was dead. Instantly he was cut down. A

band of cruel ruffians and affassins, reeking with his blood, rushed into the chamber of the queen, and pierced with a hundred strokes of bayonets and poniards the bed, from whence this perfecuted woman had but just time to fly almost naked, and

through ways unknown to the murderers had escaped

escaped to seek refuge at the feet of a king and husband, not fecure of his own life for a moment. This king, to say no more of him, and this queen, and their infant children (who once would have been the pride and hope of a great and generous people) were then forced to abandon the sanctuary of the most splendid palace in the world, which they left swimming in blood, polluted by massacre, and strewed with scattered limbs and mutilated carcases. Thence they were conducted into the capital of their kingdom. Two had been selected from the unprovoked, unresisted, promif. cuous flaughter, which was made of the gentle men of birth and family who composed the king's body guard. These two gentlemen, with all the parade of an execution of justice, were cruelly and publickly dragged to the block, and beheaded in the great court of the palace. Their heads were stuck upon spears, and led the procession; whilst the royal captives who followed in the train were flowly moved along, amidst the horrid yells, and shrilling fcreams, and frantick dances, and infa. mous contumelies, and all the unutterable abominations of the furies of hell, in the abused shape of the vileft of women. After they had been made to taste, drop by drop, more than the bitterness of death, in the flow torture of a journey of twelve miles, protracted to fix hours, they were, under a guard,