The home journal. (Winchester, Tenn.) 1858-188?, 1877-01-11

clare itself. The opinion Of the sec.
tons become more and more distracted.
One armed group cried, "Down with the
convention y Another armed group
cried, "The convention iorever,and down
with the commune" The two great
~faubourgs were all astir, and battalions
were ready TO march. Emissaries from
the convention actually succeeded in per.
suading them--such the dementia of the
nlght--that R0bespierre was a royalist
agent, and that the commune was about
to deliver the little Louis from his prison
in the temple, One body Of communist
partisans after another was detached from
its allegiance. Thedeluge of rain emptied
the Place de Greye, and when companies
came up from the sections in obedience
60 orders from IlanriOt and the com
mune, the silence made them suspect a
trap, and they withdrew towards the
great Metropolitan church or elsewhere,
Barras, whom the convention had
charged with its military defense, gath
cred together some 5000 men. With
the right instinct Of a man who had
studied the history Of Paris since the
July Of 1889, he fOresaw the advantage
OF being the first to make the attack. lie
arranged his forces into two divisions
One Of them marched along the quays to
the Common hall in front; the other
along the Rue Saint Honorc TO take it in
flank lnsinde the Common hall the
staircase and corridors we're alive
with ItIgilitt, rn.gyg ,,paru aud tl,,,
mysterious %busybodies who are al
ways found lingering without a purpose
on the skirts of great historic scenes.
liObcspicrre and the other chiefs were in
a small room preparing manifcstoes and
signing DEGREES, They were curiously
unaware Of the movements Of the conven.
ton.
An aggressive attack by the party of
authority upon the party Of Instruction
was unknown in the tradition of revolt.
They had an easy assurance that by day
break their forces would be prepared
more to tramp along the familiar
roads westward. 1t was about halfpast
two. Robespiorre had just signed the
two letters Of his name to a document
before him, when he was startled by
cries and uproar in the place below. In
| few instants he lay stretched on the
,round, his Jaw shattered by n pistol
hot. His brother had either fallen or
out Of the window. Couthon was
hurled over a staircase, and lay for dead.
Just was a prisoner. Whether Robe
pierre was shot by an officer of the con.
'entlonal forces, or attempted to blow
nut his W brains, we shall never know,
more than we shall ever be quite as.
urrcd how ROsscau, his spiritual mas
er, came to AN end. The wounded man
vas carried, a CHASTITY sight, first to the
omaiLtee Of public safety, and then to
he Conciergerie, where he lay in a~silent
tupeiaction through the heat of the
day. As he was an outlaw the
'nIy Legal preliminary before his exCcl-
was to identify him. At five in the
tternoon he was raised into II cart; ,
and the younger Robcspierre
ny, confused wrecks of men, at the bot. ,
om of it; l~lanriot and Saint Just, ,
ruIscd, begrimed, and foul, completed !
he band. One who walks from the pal ,
&c OF Justice Otto the bridge, along the :
st. Honore int" the Rue Royale,
nd 50 TO the Luxor column, retraccs the ,
n dotorocd OF the revolution on the al !
'rnoon OF Tenth of Thermidorc. )