His statue, formed of gold and crowned with laurel, was borne on the shoulders of citizens, wearing the costumes of the nations and the times whose manners and customs he had depicted; and the seventy volumes of his works were contained in a casket, also of gold.

The members of the learned bodies, and of the principal academies of the kingdom surrounded this ark of philosophy.

Numerous bands of music, some marching with the troops, others stationed along the road of the procession, saluted the car as it passed with loud bursts of harmony, and filled the air with the enthusiastic strains of liberty.
The procession stopped before the principal theatres, a hymn was sung in honour of his genius, and the car then resumed its march.

On their arrival at the quai that bears his name, the car stopped before the house of M.de Villette, where Voltaire had breathed his last, and where his heart was preserved.

Evergreen shrubs, garlands of leaves, and wreaths of roses decorated the front of the house, which bore the inscription, "_His fame is every where, and his heart is here_." Young girls dressed in white, and wreaths of flowers on their heads, covered the steps of an amphitheatre erected before the house.