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tober, 1790, when the populace of Paris took the 

 palace by storm, and, after slaughtering the guard, 

 penetrated to tlie Queen's bed-chamber, and carried 

 off the family in triuuiph to the capital. It was here 

 that Burke had seen the same unhappy Piincess, only 

 a few years before, on her first ap])earance at court, 

 as the Dauphiness, " glittering like the morning star, 

 full of life, and splendor, and joy." While the place 

 was under her direction she added to the embellish- 

 ments a small garden laid out in imitation of a Swiss 

 dairy. Since the fatal days of October Versailles has 

 been abandoned as a residence, and the gardens have 

 been in some degree neglected. 1 saw them for the 

 first time at the hour of sunrise, on a fine May morn- 

 ing, in the year 1812. The palace of Lewis XIV. 

 was then a ruin ; the last of his successors had per- 

 ished on the scaffold ; his sceptre had passed into the 

 hands of a Corsican adventurer, who was rulino; the 

 greater part of Europe with a rod of iron, under the 

 name of the Emperor Napoleon. The very bones of 

 the Bourbon family had been torn from their conse- 

 crated resting-place, by the mad rage of an infuriate 

 mob, and scattered to the four winds of heaven. Ten 

 years after, when I saw Versailles again, the scene 

 had already changed. The Bourbons again inhabited 

 the palace, and possessed the power of their ances- 

 tors. The Emperor Napoleon had fallen from his 

 high estate, and, under the name of General Bona- 

 parte, expired, in exile and misery, on a burning rock 

 in a distant ocean. His remains, in turn, had been 

 denied a resting-place in the land which he had so 

 long governed. Ten years more have produced an- 



