Excerpt from The French Revolution of 1789, Vol. 2 of 2: As Viewed in the Light of Republican Institutions As these scenes at midnight were transpiring in the streets, the Assembly sent a summary of its decrees to be read by torchlight to the groups of the people. It was hoped that these decrees would satisfy them, and put a stop to any farther acts of Violence on the morrow. It was two o'clock in the morning before the Assembly suspended its sitting. For seventeen hours the royal family had sat in the reporters' box, enduring all Of humiliation and agony which human hearts can feel. In the upper part of the Old monastery, above the committee-rooms of the Assembly, there was a Spacious corridor, from which Opened several cells formerly used by the monks. These cells, with walls of stone and ﬂoors of brick, and entirely destitute of furniture, were as gloomy as the dungeons of a prison. Here only could the king and his family find safety for the night. Some articles Of furniture were hastily collected from differ ent parts Of the building, and four Of these rooms were prepared for the royal party. Five nobles, who had heroically adhered to the king in these hours of peril, occupied one, where, wrapped in their cloaks and stretched out upon the ﬂoor, they could still watch through the night over the mon arch. The king took the next. It was furnished with a table, and a plain wooden bedstead. Iie bound a napkin around his head for a night-cap, and threw himself, but partially undressed, upon his uncurtained bed. The queen, with her two children, took the next cell. Madame Elizabeth, with the governess of the children, Madame de Tourzel, and the Princess Lam balle, who had joined the royal family in the evening, took the fourth. Thus, after thirty-six hours Of sleeplessness and terror, the royal family were left to such repose as their agitated minds could attain. The sun had long arisen when the queen awoke from her fevered slum ber. She looked around her for a moment with an expression of anguish, and then, covering her eyes with her hands, exclaimed. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.