In the mad turmoil, we were fearful, he was serene.

'Feel,' said Louis, placing his hand on his bosom, 'feel whether this is the beating of a heart shaken by fear.' Ah, my friend, your heart would have clamped in misery to hear the Queen cry: 'What have I to fear?
Death?
it is as well to-day as to-morrow; they can do no more!' Their lives were saved, the day passed, but worse came after.
"The tenth of August came.

With it too, the end-the dark and bloody end-of the Swiss Guard.

The Jacobins had their way at last.

The Swiss Guard died in the Court of the Carrousel as they marched to the Assembly to save the King.