Lynchburg Virginian. [volume] (Lynchburg [Va.]) 1829-185?, 1851-07-03
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cried:
DO not drive me out. must see Mon
sieur de Bellisle; the kings life is in dan
GER
1t was on the eve Of st Louis. 1853. aud
the king was Louis XIV. The servants
hesitated, looked at one another. and an
agent Of the police. struck by the mans
tone. bade him pause.
Go, repeat his words 10 Monsieur dc
Lieutenant said he, and show this person
into his private cabinet
Jean, recovering his breath followed his
guide, and soon found himself face to face
with the magistrate. whose mien was Sc
we're and exquisite and even incredulous.-
He bade the frottexr sit down. and asked
him his business in a somewhat petulan,
tone-the tone Of man disturbed in the
midst Of his dinner.
i come. sir said Jean, firmly. "to in
form you ofa plot against the kings life
Il am informed Of such plots every day,
replied the perfect; who was used to pre-
tended dcnunciations from persons aiming
at exciting attention and gaining money.
But let me hear the details
jean related all that the reader knows,
and added thatthe attempt on the king 5
life was to be made that evening. at the
reception, on the occasion Of the fctc ofSt.
Louis. when it was usual to present the
monarch with bouquets and howeru.--
One Of these was to contain poison SO
subtle, that the king, on smelling it, would
fall as if struck with opoplexy. Bellisle
looked at Jean. His mien was agitatcd'
he was profoundly moved. His hand.
some and homes, features We're excited as
ifby deep indig nation; the pallor ofhorror
was on his countenance. But the prcfec,
Of police remembering the pretended rev.
elations Of La Tude and others was still
not wholly convinced.
Are you sure said he 10 Jean. thai
you have heard what you tell mel Be
careful. If you have done this from, a
mere motive Of cupidity. and invented a
fable, you will pay dearly for it-'the Bas'
tile for life t.tg l..-...t
Put me on the rack if you Ike cried
Jean: it will not alter my words. Ire
peut INC h!iiS 10 III uaiiSei. ohot yot
my life as security for my truth
Enough believe you. We will &c
together to Versailles
1t was short time after, when M. j,
Bellisle and Jean Provost entered the roy.
al palace of Versailles by the stairs Of III.
Gil de Bout, and arrived secretly at tn,
kings private apartments. Every precau
ton was taken 10 conceal the presence o
the minister Of police from the courtiers. a
thus the conspirators might guess the dis
covery Of the uirocious plot.
LOUIS XIV received the lieutenant, and
had with him long and secret interview
In fact they parted only when, at eight O.
clock, the monarch went.into the Hall o.
Treaties to receive the respectful homage
Of all the foreign ambassadors, princes
and courtiers, who, on this occasion, were
all received in state. The lieutenant of po
lice joined Jean Provost, guarded in tn,
private chamber with two exempts, nnt
sat down to hurried meal, in which h,
invited the ffotteur tojoin him without Ger
emony.
Meanwhile, Louis XIV had entered ,h,
Hall Of Treaties, and seated himself on hi
throne at the end Of the apartment. Be
fore him was the magnificent mosaic tabl
given to Louis Legrend by the republic o
Venice, and which was destined to rccciv,
the splendid and rare bouquets offered o
this occasion by the royal family, the grcu
officers ofthe household, and the member
ofthe diplomatic corps to the king.
The crowd was gay and gorgeous
Every variety of costume, rich and re
splendent, shone beneath the blaze OF light
which showed off the brilliancc ofthe dia
monds on. the women. The King VIII
despite his ffivolity, and great courag
and fund of good sense-which with 9th
er education; would have made him dif
ferent man--was by no means moved
but smiled graciously on Madame d.
Pompadour, and caressed her favoiite span
iel which sat upon stool between then
and at her feet.
The ceremony commenced. The king
as was the CUSTOM took the bouquets ont
by one, thanking every giver by som,
sprightly word. Pretending to play witt
the spaniel, and to repress its indiscree
carcsses, he placed every bunch Of flowers
near the ANNALS nose, and then laid j
down on the mosaic table. Madame d,
Pompadoarlaughcd, but hid her laughtel
with her fan.
'ffthey feel hurt said she in whispc
1t is your spaniel, countess replied tn
king gallantly.
The foreign minister's had precedence
and had presented ali their bouquets. Tn,
members Of the royal family came next
having courteously allowed the diplomat,
corps to preccdc them. The king took tn,
bouquets from the hands of the nearest 0
the blood-royal,who hostepped back bowling
He held the flower to the spaniels nose
the poor brute sniifed, recled and fell dead
Madame dc pompadour turned pale, ant
would have shriekcdj bit the King hat
warned her By u look.
Not word whispered lie; lit is moth
ing. Drop the folds of your dress over
the poor animal. 1t has died to make tru'
the saying, Son Of king-brother of
king-never kingp
The ceremony proceeded Louis A'
completely conccaling his emotion. whil'
Madame de Pompadout srhothercd her a
larm and curiosity, As soon as all wa'
over, the King retired to his chamber ant
sent for the lieutenant of police, wh'
was struck by his solemn nahner.
Am to arrest the guilty, sirel.
You were corrpcily informed, Belisle
r.. a. r IL
time bunch ofHbwers, and always from
the same quarter. cannot. but ought L
punish. order you to desist from inquir
ing into this mystery. Where Is the maj
who saved met ~.
Close at hahd SIRE replied the lieuten
ant, who, knew well whence the blow
came, and also that the blow descendc,
from too exalted hand, and too neat
relative to be noticed.