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written Le Restaurateur de la Liberté, and 
the parting interview between that un- 
happy sovereign and his queen and fa- 
mily in the Temple, upon the morning of 
his execution. It is very probable, as 
Mr. Carr conjectures, that the motto is 
intended as an equivoque, but at any 
rate the permission of a representation, 
which must excite so many monarchical 
prejudices, indicates great confidence 
onthe part of government. Mr. Carr 
heard “ Rule Britannia” played on a 
hand-organ in Paris: we heard the duke 
of York’s march in the same metropolis 
about two years ago, and in one of the 
southern provinces our patriotism was 
excited by “ God save the King” on a 
hand-organ. 
Mr. Carr seems to have been exceed- 
ingly fortunate in his introductions, and 
though a stranger in France had every 
reason to fee] himself perfectly at home. 
He goes to every public place of amuse- 
ment, and of course sees all the muse- 
ums, libraries, galleries, national build- 
ings, &c. &c. which he describes agree- 
ably, though sometimes in rather too 
high-flown language. His book is full 
of anecdotes, and if some of them bear 
no very striking internal evidence of 
truth, there are many interesting ones 
to which no suspicion canattach. The 
following is too honourable to the par- 
ties to be passéd over, and adds another 
to the thousand instances of female for- 
titude and affection, which were dis- 
played during the revolution. Mr. Carr 
had letters of introduction to Monsieur 
O——,; he was at his country house 
about nine miles from Paris, an invalid. 
Heavy losses, a painful separation from 
his native country for the preservation 
of his own life and the lives of his fa- 
mily, had undermined his health and 
made sad inroads upon a delicate consti- 
tution. It was in the afternoon of one 
of the finest days in June that Mr. Carr 
accompanied the lady of this gentleman 
in her carriage to the chateau. After 
an elegant supper, when Madame O—— 
and her daughter had withdrawn, 
Monsieur O entered into a very in- 
teresting account of his country, of the 
revolution, and of his flight. 
“« He spoke of his lady with all the tender 
eulogium of a young lover. “Their union 
was entirely from attachment, and had been 
resisted on the part of Madame O ; 
when he first addressed her, only because 
her fortune was humble, compared with his. 
He informed me, and I must not suppress 
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the story, that in the time of blood, this 
amiable woman, who is remarkable for the 
delicacy of her mind, and for the beauty 
and majesty of her person, displayed a de- 
ree of coolness and courage, which, in 
the field of batile, would have cevered the 
hero with laurels. One evening, a short 
period before the family left France, a party 
of those murderers, who were sent for b 
Robespierre, from the frontiers which divide 
France from Italy, and who were by that 
archfiend employed in al] the butcheries, and 
massacres at Paris, entered the peaceful 
village of la Reine, in search of Monsieur 
O His lady saw them advancing, and 
anticipating their errand, had just ume to 
give her husband intelligence of their ap- 
proach, who left his chateau bya back door, 
and secreted himself in the house ofa neigh- 
bour. Madame O » with perfect com- 
posure, went out to meet them, and received 
them in the most gracious manner. ‘They 
sternly demanded Monsieur O—— ; she in- 
fermed them that he had left the country, 
and after engaging them in conversation, 
she conducted them into her drawiug room, 
and regaled them with her best wines, and 
made her seryants attend upon them with 
unusual deference and ceremony. Their 
appearance was altogether horrible ; they 
wore leather aprons, which were sprinkled 
all over with blood, they had large horse 
pistols in their belts, and a dirk and sabre by 
theirsides. Their looks were full of fero- 
city, and they spoke aharsh dissonant patois 
language. Over their cups they talked about 
the bloody business of that day’s oceupa- 
tion, in the course of which they drew out 
their dirks, and wiped from their handles, 
clots of blood and hair. Madame O—— 
sat with them, undismayed by their frightful 
deportment. After drinking several bottles 
of Champaign and Burgundy, these savages 
began to grow good hamoured, and seemed 
to be completely fascinated by the amiable 
and unembarrassed, and hospitable beha- 
viour of their fair landlady. After carousing 
ti!l midnight, they pressed her to retire, 
observing that they had beensreceived so 
handsomely that they were convinced Mon- 
sieur O—— had been misrepresented, and 
was no enemy to the good cause; they added 
that they found the wines excellent, and 
after drinking two or three bottles more, 
they would leave the house, without causing 
her any reason to regret their admission. 
«« Madame O » with all the appear- 
ance of perfect tranquillity and confidence 
in their promises, wished her unwelcome 
visitors a good night, and after visiting her 
children in their rooms, she threw herself 
upon her bed, with a loaded pistol in each 
hand, and overwhelmed with suppressed 
agony and agitation, she soundly slept till 
she was called by her servants, two hours 
after these wretches had left the house.” 
Mr. Carr’s is certainly altogether a 
very amusing book; the attentions 
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