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About 227

  • Title: 227
  • Author(s): Baron Ferdinand De RothChild
  • Date of creation: 1890
  • Extent: 2pp
  • Material: Paper
  • Physical Location: Waddesdon Manor

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(Gas Se that can be found here shall be given to you.’ Overcome by his gentleness, the girl fainted, and on her recovery she was kissed by the king. She returned to the crowd outside, spoke of the king’s kindness, and implored them to return to Paris, but she was loaded with abuse, and narrowly escaped being hanged. The tumult increased, but the day was on the wane, and the crowd dispersed in the darkness. A brilliant sun shone the next day on the multitude which had arrived from Paris. Following in the wake of the women, the citizens, the National Guard, headed by Lafayette, and some of the regu- lars, had trudged in thousands during the night along the road to Versailles. At five in the morning the queen was suddenly aroused. Some of the rioters had broken into the palace, murdered the guards, and were making straight for her room. She had barely time to fly for her life to the apartments of the king, where she was jomed by her children. The inmates of the palace had lost their presence of mind; the queen alone preserved hers. Believing that he could pacify the people, the king showed himself on the grand balcony of the palace; but it was the queen, the bitterly-hated queen, for whom they shouted. ‘Should I go to my execution? I should not hesitate, she said to her terrified attendants,
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