Trust then to the oaths of princes! On the morning of the 19th, Louis XVI.

laughed at his oath, and enjoyed beforehand the alarm his flight would cause you.
The Austrian woman has seduced La Fayette last night.

Louis XVI., disguised in a priest's robe, fled with the dauphin, his wife, his brother, and all the family.

He now laughs at the folly of the Parisians, and ere long he will swim in their blood.

Citizens, this escape has been long prepared by the traitors of the National Assembly.
You are on the brink of ruin; hasten to provide for your safety.
Instantly choose a dictator; let your choice fall on the citizen who has up to the present displayed most zeal, activity, and intelligence; and do all he bids you do to strike at your foes; this is the time to lop off the heads of Bailly, La Fayette, all the scoundrels of the staff, all the traitors of the Assembly.