New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1875-03-18


hymn, are advancing, and there 10 no help; even
Laayette hoad Is unsafe. and no leaves In haste for
the frontier army. The tocsn sounds; the Court
gather around their Queen who. outchng her children,
calls for the King The sounds more and more dis
nct Duke de Brssac and his guards enter the doors
barrcaded and. with pixies pointed, the faithful
few await the populaoe Louder and louder Is tho swell
OF voices ave want Madame Vetol the Aus
tnani the Messalina I" They are coming"
cries their victim, with the strength OF des-
peration. "Let them batter the door down.
Surround me, command you and sheathe your
swordsl" The unwilling guards obey. There. seated
with her family about her, tho guards behind her. Marie
Antonette awaits her doom. 1t comes. Hurly'0ury,
oaths blows and the door Is burst open by the dear
lovers of freedom. "Where Is shef shouts Sanerre
where is she =" echo the sans-culottes and Lambale
PUSHES forward to receive tho death-blow. NO! lam
the Queen" replies Marie Antonette so magnificent In
her fearless beauty that those boodhrsty sanscuottes
unconsciousy retreat You may take your Ill OF in
suits, Santerre you may laugh and grimace to your
hearts content, brave popuace, but you will wiring
neither tear complaint from that helpless woman so
long as you wreak your vengeance on her alone NOT
until sans-cuotte seisos tho Dauphin does Marie
Antonette the mother lose sefcontrol Even Santerre
cannot steel himself against the anguish on that race
He the boy for he too has son! Then ioo"'
the most touching appeal ever made to mob Inc In
tonation is that OF broken heart. Well may those
brave popoan weep repentantly. They silently steal
away. yet scarce gone when moro knocking Is
heard, and tho Legislative Assembly enter, fol-
lowed by the King Poor Louis never was
very Joyous, but now. alas he is bent with grief.
sop be thrown to the devourlng hydra ana tnat
sop is the Kings abdication "Great Godl dare you
propose this before the mother OF the Daupnln J.
shreks Mario Antoinette. Yes Vergniaud dares even
declaring that IL the royal family do not seek refuge id
haaA Uil III,
lost. The tocsin peals forth warnnely fuherai
march is heard; for the Bourbons digging their
own gravel Louis looks last on the ateiu picture
of Charles Firs the scaold OF Whitehall rises before
him. and he gives the signal for departure SLOWLY they
wend their way; the King the Court, the Assembly,
Marie Antoinette Madame Elizabeth, Madame Royale,
the Princess Lambale-santerre bearing the Dauphin
on his shoulder The Greens pantomme Is patheticaly
beautiful. "God help us!" she murmurs. God viii
help them-in another world Sad sad yet not saddest
Of all, Is this moving tabeau.
Another year elapses, and act fourth ushcrs In the
evening OF JAN 90 179 There are no more palaces and
fine clothes. We the to yer OF tho Temple and
this is the Kings Very clever and very charac-
teristc those times is the dialogue between Santerre
and Simon the latter Of whom u epitomo OF all the
barbarity inspired by the Revolution "Ce.at la ran
cune du coin dc la rue cOntre le palas' says Beau
chesne referring this monster, who yet not vile
enough to escape Dame Guoline. HIS turn came. but
not until he had killed the DauphIn, body and almost
soul
Louis Capet" enters leaning on faithful Malesher-
bess arm. On with your caps, Guards sit down, in
soient Simon and puff your bad tobacco under Capeps
1t is brave and truly republican to KICK man
after he is down and such man! Louis XVI prosper
Gus was O man like many another; Louis Capet In tho
Temple exceptionally great and noble He would eat
he would share last meal with Malesherbes and his
IN IA without knives
forks however, for the Republic fears that royalty VIII
deprive Dame Guillotnc of head. What cares Simon
for Capet1 Does he sing "Tde Carmagnole" ana
would he not dance that "Whrl-blast OF Rage" II he
felt so inclnedi "Lone live the naton!" he shouts
thinking to stab Cape the heart but the King loves
France forgves his murierers and drinks to tne saliva
ton of his country.
Minister Carat appears. Three days delay In the exc
cutioni or course not Has not Marat voted death IN
"a hoursl Tomorrow morning at 1t must be- hut Capet
NAV see his family before no dies and alone. too, with
guards TO watch him through glass doors. And he may
have q confessOr. Behold the ADb6 Elgeworh dc
F6rmont! Now comes :be terrible moment Tor LOUIS
XVI His family are approaching. How BIS heart
beats! Courage. man! Your last hO'" on life Is to be
presently away. All, what terrible picture IL
thsl Three wretched women and beautiful boy sob
bling as they cling to him. Marie Antoinet'e Is SUI
lovely but her blonde hair streams about her face In
gray curs 1t Is useless for the unhappy King TO con
ceal the terrible truth. Discovering the Able In the
oratory the children know the worst; anu Marie An
tonette falls RICHLY the sofa. IL 10 dreah' she
thinks upon returning her senses No. there Is the
Able In desperation SHE iIngs her arms around her
husbands neck and bids God first strike tho resicdes
Your words should DO those OF pardon SAYS the Able
gently and Antonete forsets her thirst for Ven
geance humbly bowling her head
The last interview between the King and o icen is
uneoualed for pathos The love, the regret for past
delin0uencies are too real; and that moment
when Marie Antonette lays her head upon the Kings
breast, murmuring. at does much good to weep
upon your breast" is a most exquisite expression OF
wifely feeling.
limo flies. Tho children must also receive parting
counsel, and the family group is again complete.
NObler, more Christian words than those OF LOUIS,
could not come from human lips. Remember that
your father has forgiven, Christ forgave" and
no rises to bless them all. "Ah, human nature
endure no more!" exclaims poor Louis. Tomorrow
| will see you again. Adieu adeup and tearing him
self from those eight that frantcly clasp him.
the King escapes to the oratory, boiling the door
behind. "Pltyp "OpenW "Papaw Mario Antoi-
nette would the door asunder with her hands,
1t does YIELD and there she stands in agony her
children and Madame Elizabeth at her feet: while
without, Simon dares TO sing "The Carmagnole."
"This is the theater" say the curtain falls.
1T Ia France In 1893"
Act WITH 1t is the morning Of January 81 17o3 We
again In the Temple but the is different for the
Queens apartment is before u.s. They have passed
woeful night, these uDfortunates and all but the
Queen await the King She feels that she has gazed her
last upon him. Fever burns her up, and Madame Royae
starts terrified in her sleep thinking have seen her
father dead. She awakes in noise. Tie Kingl
Oh 1t is Simon to them prove that
there devils this world If there DO none in the next
While he tells OF Kings last words in prison drums
are heard. "Long live the nation he shouts twirng
his cap the face Of death and rushing out to enjoy the
murder. Drums and dirgei Their hearts blood
freezes. Down, down their knees before God their
only stay. Father OF Goodnessi" murmurs Marie
Antoinete, but heart can find no other words