The Wilmingtonian, and Delaware advertiser., 1826-11-16
NOVEMBER Is, 1926
MARIE ANToINETTE.
From the Secret Memoirs of the Royal Family Of
France during the Revolution

France during the Revolution.
These memoirs are compiled from the
journal of the Princess Lanibelle, by her
confidential friend ,and no doubt appears to be
entertained of their authenticity in France.
In them are some very interesting anecdotes
of the murdered Queen, the beautiful Ma
RE Atoinette-her of whom Burke truly said,
that the age of chivalry was gone, or ten
thousand swords would have leapt from their
scabbards to avenge her.
"One day." says the Princess Lambellc,
"her majesty, lady Spencer, and myself,
were observing the difficulty there was in
obtaining correct pronunciation of the
English language; when Lady Spencer re-
marked that it only required little atten
ton. i beg your pardon said the Queen,
that's not all, because there are many
things YOU do not call by their proper names,
as they are in the dictionary Pray, what
are they, please your Majesty?' We'll. /
will give you an instance; for example, ies
culoHes, what do you call them?' Small
Clothes replied her ladyship. '1la.Jo how
can they be called small clothes, for one
large man? Now look in the dictionary and
| fnd hour ie NOR cuN ties, breeches.' oh!
please your Majesty, we never call them by
that name in England 'I'ioia done j'ai ~
SIM We say inexpressiblcs.' m. est
mieur. Dat do please me yer much better
Hy du bons sens Ia dedana. Cest A"s az
ire choSeh In the midstof this curious dia-
logue, in came the Duke OF Dorset, Lord
Edward Dillon, Count Fersen, and several
English gentlemen, who, as they were all
going to the kings hunt, were all dressed IN
new buckskin breeches. i do not ike, eX-
claimed the Queen to them, those yellow
irresisHblcs' Lady Spencer nearly tainted.
Vat make you so frightful, my dear lady?
said the Queen to her ladyship, who was co.
verng her face with her hands. j am terri
fed at your Majesty's mistake Comment
did you no tell me just now, dat in England
de lady call de culoteS, irrertstibleS@ %
mercy! never could have made such mis-
take, as to have applied to that part of the
male dress such word. said. please your
majesty, incrtressibtcs.' On this the gen
tlemen laughed most heartily. 'Vell, veil,
replied the Queen, do my dearlady discom-
pose Yourself | will no more call de breech-
es irresistibies. but say small clothes, if ever
Giles sont upon giant At the repetition
of the naughty word 6reeches, poor lady
Spencer's English delcacy quite overcame
her. Forgetting where she was, and the
company she was in, she ran from the
ioplI WIN ucT CTOSS StiCk III HCI manu.
ready to lay it on the shoulders of any one
who should attempt to obstruct her passage,
flew into her carriage, and drove off, full
speed, as if fearful of being contaminated;
all to the no small amusement Of the male
guests.''
An anecdote of another class will be read
With interest.
mays 1789.-At the very moment when
all the resources of nature and art seemed
exhausted, to render the queen paragon of
lovelness beyond any thing ] had ever be-
fore witnessed, even in her; when every i'm.
partial eye was eager to behold and feast on
that form whose beauty warmed every
heart in her favor; at that moment horde
OF miscreants, just as she came in sight of
the assembly, Numbered in her ears, Or
leans far ever!h three or four times, while
she and the king were left to pass unheeded
Even the warning of the letter, from which
she had reason to expect commotions, sug-
gested to her Imagination nothing like this,
and she was dreadfully shaken. sprang
forward to support her. The Kings party,
prepared for the attack, shouted. 'Yive ic
roi. tiUe la reinen As turned, saw
some of the members lividly pale, as if fear
ing their Vaccinations had been discovered;
but as they passed, they said in the hearing
of her majesty, Remember you are the
daughter Of Maria Theresa" 2 an
swered the queen. The Duke de Biron, Or
leans, Lafayette, Mirabeau, and the Mayor
of Paris, seeing her emotion, came up, and
were going to stop the procession. All, in
apparent agitation, THE scoundrels!] cried
out Hail" The Queen. sternly looking at
them, made sign with her head to proceed,
recovered herself, and moved forward in the
train, with all the dignity and self-posses-
sion for which she was so eminently distin-
guished. But this self-command in public
proved nearly fatal to her Majesty on her re-
turn to her apartment. There her real
feelings broke forth, and the violence was
SO great as to cause the bracelets on her
wrists, and the pearls on her necklace, to
burst from the threads and settings, before
her woman, and the ladies in attendance,
could have time to take them off. She re-
manned many hours in most alarming state
of strong convulsions. Her clothes were
obliged to be cut from her body to give her
ease; but as soon as she was undrcssed, and
tears came to her relief, she few alternately
to the Princess Elizabeth and myself; but we
were both too much overwhelmed to give
her that consolation of which she stood SO
much in need"
From "Paul Pry, on his Travels"