Star.
London, England, 1830-09-02 00:00:00

PRIVATE LETTER.

FROM OUR OWN CORRISPONDENT.
PARIS, Avousr 29.
THE GRAND REVIEW.

Yesterday the review of the National Guards took place
in the Champ de Mars. The weather, which has been dull
and cloudy for some days past, proved very auspicious for
the spectacle—for the sun shone forth with great brilliancy ;
not a cloud to intercept its rays, and a refreshing breeze
which prevented the heat from being oppressive. From a
very early hour in the morning, Paris was a scene of great
bustle, occasioned by the Guards hastening to their different
posts of assemblingi; and an abundance of hatters, feather-
makers, accoutrement-makers, &c. were flying in all direc-
tions with the various articles of their trades, necessary to
equip the Guards, and which has given employment, night
and day, to these gentry for the last two or three weeks.
The ardour of the citizens was no doubt increased by
the recollection of •their having been so arbitrarily and'
brutally broken up by M. ' de Villele on the 29th of
April, 1827, the day after their last review, although
Charles the Tenth had but a short time before stated it
was to them that the safeguard and maintenance of the
Charter were entrusted. They have, however, no wish to

call up recollections of their former services, but muster in
sufficient strength to obliterate the petty injuries of a fallen
and fugitive power. At about a hundred paces from the
Military College, which is situated in front of the Champ
de Mars, a kind of Throne had been erected, covered with
an awning. The ascent to the Throne was made by a flight
of steps, along the ballustrades of which, and facing the
Champ de Mars, were ranged the colours which the King
was about to present to the different Legions. At about
12 o'clock, the 12 Legions—led by their officer, and
headed by their pioneers, drums and fifes, and full bands,
began to arrive, and drew up on three sides of the Champ
de Mars, having the space vacant in front of the throne—
and between each line sufficient space for the King and his
staff to pass. The 13th Legion, which consists of Cavalry,
had the honour of escorting his Majesty to the ground,
where he arrived at about twelve o'clock. He was on
horseback, dressed in the uniform of the National
Guard, and accompanied by the Duke of Orleans, the
Duke of Nemours, Marshal the Dukes de Trevise,
Conegliano, de Reggio, Marquis Maison, Count Jour-
dan, and a large body of General Officers, amongst
whom were several foreigners of distinction. I think lo-
served Colonel Fitzclarence, who received marked attention
from the King. Two discharges of artillery from the Hotel
des Invalides noted the departure of the King from the Pa-
lais Royril and his arrival at the Champ de Mars, at the gate
of which his Majesty was received by General Lafayette, as
Commander in Chief of the National Guards, accompanied
by his staff. The cavalry legion drew up at each side of the
gate, and afterwards took its station at the extremity of the
Champ de Mars, and facing the Military College. Along
the whole line of road from the Palais Royal to
the Champ de Mars, his Majesty was most enthusias-
tically cheered. Immediately after the arrival of his
Majesty on the field, he alighted and ascended to
the Throne, which was raised at least forty feet. De-
putations consisting of an equal number of officers,
sub-officers, and privates from the thirteen legions, were
stationed in front. His Majesty having first pressed the
colours to his heart—delivered four for each legion into the
hands of General Lafayette, who pronounced the formula of
the oath for each deputation, when the chiefs of the legions
and the members of the deputations, raised their right
band and exclaimed " I swear !"--General Lafayette then
delivered the colours into the hands of the officers from each
legion. After this part of the ceremony, the different offi-
cers advanced to the front of the Throne, when the King,
in a most impressive manner, addressed them as follows :
" Companions—lt is with pleasure that I find myself in
the midst of you, and that I confide to your care these
colours. With a most lively satisfaction I transmit them
to you through the hands of him, who forty years
ago was at the head of your fathers on this same spot.
These colours marked the dawn of liberty amongst
us—their view recals to my delighted mind my first essay in
arms. Symbols of victory against enemies of the State,
may these standards ever be in the interior, the safeguard of
liberty and public order ! These glorious colours, confided
to your patriotism and fidelity—may they ever be our rally-
ing point.—Long live France !"
At the conclusion of this short address, the deputations
carried the colours to the front of their respective legions,
and when the detachments had resumed their places, tho
colonels of the different legions administered the oath to
them, when thirteen guns were fired in honour of the same
number of legions. Immediately the air was rent with
cries of " Vice le Roi"—and the whole of the troops,
amounting to nearly sixty thousand men, raised their
cnpa upon the points of their bayonets, which had an
appearance difficult to describe. There were more than
400,000 of the Parisians in the amphitheatre of the Champ
de Mars, so you may easily guess of the effect that would be
produced by the shouts of this immense body of people, joined
to that of the troops formed in the plain. The King af-
terwards, accompanied by his sons, General Lafayette, and
the whole of his Staff, rode along the front of each bat-
talion, when he returned to his former station, and the
guards filed off before him, which occupied more than
three hours. One remarkable troop that passed in review
before the King, was composed of all the wounded en-
gaged in the late conflict who, were capable of such an
exertion. They were all in their plain clothes. The most
melancholy evidence that many of the poor fellows bore,
was their maimed and disfigured bodies. At their head
was a stout fine-looking fellow, in a general's hat ; he
had lost an arm, but seemed more proud of the decoration he
had won, than grieved for the loss he had sustained in obtain-
ing it. Instead of colours, this Legion has got large branches
of oak, to which they had attached living Gallic cocks—
making, as the French always do, a mixture of the ludicrous
with the pathetic. The Queen and her daughters were at
the balcony of the Military College, and did not leave till the
whole ceremony was concluded, which lasted till after seven
o'clock. The day passed off without an accident of any
kind, which is wonderful, from the immense assemblage of
persons, for the whole population of Paris had poured forth
to the review, and really it appeared completely deserted, like
a city of the plague.