Showing posts with label Revolution. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Revolution. Show all posts

Friday, 16 October 2015

A Digest of Marie Antoinette

Maria Antonia Josepha Johanna (Vienna, Austria, 2nd November 1755 - Paris, France, 16th October 1793)

On this day in 1793, Marie Antoinette died on the guillotine. The late queen has visited the salon many times and is a key figure in my forthcoming book, Life in the Georgian Court. Given the date, I thought it would be a fine opportunity to look back on the posts in which she has featured.

I hope you will enjoy this gad into the archives in search of a most unfortunate queen.

My Blood Alone Remains
The final hours in the life of Marie Antoinette

The Queen's Last Journey
An iconic sketch by a master of Revolutionary propaganda.


A poignant memorial to the late queen's children, written in her final hours. 

The Queen's Possessions

The queen's very own make up chair!

A painting depicts the young dauphine in her musical element. and read more about the magnificent harp that the queen adored.

All that remains of a magnificent dress...

And the dainty shoes that might have accompanied it...

A picture of the queen in her lingerie causes a sensation!

A Royal Marriage


Maximilien Robespierre Welcomes Louis XVI
What happened when a young Robespierre waited in the rain to greet the king and queen...

A Parisian Fireworks Disaster
When a crowd gathered to celebrate the marriage of Louis XVI and Marie Antoinette, terrible tragedy struck.

The Marriage of Marie Antoinette and Louis XVI
A happy day for the Dauphin and Archduchess.

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Monday, 12 October 2015

Helen Maria Williams: a lost reputation in defence of liberty

Please welcome Sarah Agnew, with the tale of a most remarkable woman!

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Helen Maria Williams born London 17th June 1759 - died Paris, 15th December 1827

Famous in her own lifetime, Helen Maria Williams was once the subject of gossip columns in the London press. She was loyal, brave and passionately committed to human rights, yet it were these qualities that led to her losing favour and falling into obscurity. They were also to lead to her arrest and imprisonment at 2am on 12th October 1793 along with her mother and sisters during the Reign of Terror in Paris.

Born in London the family moved to Berwick on Tweed on the Scottish border after her father's death, where Helen grew up amid Protestant thinkers at the end of the enlightenment era. Moving back to London in her early twenties, Helen first came to public notice for her poetry, published under the mentorship of the Dissenting minister Andrew Kippis. Her poems were part of the sentimental movement and she wrote about the anguish of prisoners forgotten in subterranean prison cells and the horror of slaves tortured and shackled.

©Trustees of the British Museum
©Trustees of the British Museum

A young Wordsworth, not yet known to the world was so impressed by her poetry that he composed a poem called, "A Sonnet on Seeing Miss Helen Maria Williams Weep at a Tale of Distress" in her honour. She charmed Dr Samuel Johnson and was befriended by the famous Mrs Piozzi, formerly Mrs Thrale.

At the same time the family began to take French lessons from an emigre Madame du Fosse, whose husband had been locked up by lettre du cachet. They had married in secret, which had enraged the man's father due to her inferiority of birth and as a consequence had imprisoned his own son without trial.

Inspired by this tale of injustice and by the changes taking place in Paris, Helen Maria Williams, along with her sisters and mother visited France. Arriving in July 1790, they were just in time to witness the Fete de la Federation, an event where approximately 600,000 assembled in the Champs de Mars to see Louis XVI swearing an oath of allegiance to the new constitution. It was a marvellous spectacle that made a deep impression on Helen. She wrote, "had I not reached Paris at the moment I did reach it, I should have missed the most sublime spectacle, which, perhaps was ever represented on the theatre of this earth."
So delighted with the prospect of this new world order, Helen turned to prose to record events and published her accounts in London, entitled Letters Written in France. She described how every walk of life shared in the joy of this new regime and wrote a very positive report. An account that differed significantly from how events were recorded by the London papers.

At a time when it was generally considered that women could not comprehend politics let alone hold a political opinion, Helen had to be careful how she conveyed her liberal views.
Using a combination of anecdotes and eye witness accounts to support her liberal thinking she sought to make persuasive arguments in support of radical change. One of her most compelling stories was that of their former French tutor who was now happily restored to her husband in France under the new constitution.

Living in Paris allowed Helen to feel released from this restrictive view of women and she flourished in an atmosphere of equality holding a literary salon attended by many of the most eminent thinkers of the day.

This in itself was liberating and she began to make friends with political figures of the new regime, later known as Girondins. Although a disparate group this term distinguished them from the more radical members of the Convention who were soon to become more powerful.

Helen also became connected with a Welshman, John Hurford Stone. An interesting character in his own right he was also passionate about the liberal thinking that the French Revolution was embracing.

They became close despite the fact that John was still a married man, although separated.
When Helen briefly returned to England in the early summer of 1792 and visited her friend Mrs Piozzi with John in attendance her reception was a little colder than before.
Meanwhile back in France events had become more volatile leading in August to the annihilation of the Swiss Guard outside the Tuileries palace while defending the royal family. Living just beside the palace Helen was only a few minutes distant from where this tragedy unfolded. More and more of those who had been sympathetic in England began to turn away.

In London the press reported Helen as afterwards walking unconcerned through the dead bodies in the Tuileries Garden. This was far from the truth. Correspondence from England became less frequent and she became dangerously ill. Her sister Cecilia at this point wrote to her former friend Mrs Piozzi to advise her of Helen's illness. A letter eventually came back, with a cold response explaining her daughter had been ill and that Helen should be careful about the company she was keeping and accusing her of democratic fury.

©Trustees of the British Museum
©Trustees of the British Museum

Her ties with England had been broken. Her friends in Government weren't faring any better and in June 1793 a coup saw 21 of them rounded up, again in the Tuileries and falsely arrested. The Reign of Terror had begun in earnest.

One of the deputies, Barrere escaped and fled for sanctuary to Helen's apartement in a nearby street. Helen welcomed him in and when she heard of the unjust arrest of the others she avowed to publish an account to tell the truth. A risky step to take considering the turbulence of the times when even innocent people were sent to the guillotine.

A few months later and a decree meant all foreigners were also arrested and imprisoned. It was too late to escape. At 2am on 12th October soldiers came to the door and arrested Helen, her mother and sisters Cecilia and Persis.

They were taken to the Luxembourg Palace, now turned into a house of arrest where more and more prisoners were brought each day. There Helen was reunited with John who had been arrested with his wife a couple of days earlier.

Their stay in prison lasted only a few months and their release was thanks to the efforts of a cousin of the Du Fosse's who was in love with Helen's sister and aided by two poets, friends of Helen's. Upon their release Helen's sister married the Du Fosse's cousin, making her a French citizen and therefore removing the threat of arrest.

John divorced his wife and arranged passports for Helen and him to travel to Switzerland for greater safety, where they stayed briefly until it was safe to return to France.

John continued to live with Helen and her family in France until his death in 1818, although they never married or publicly confirmed they were a couple.

There are so many elements to Helen's story that I could mention and for me so many unanswered questions, I hope this brings parts of her story back to life.
As a mere eighteenth century fancier I have limited access to eighteenth century resources or time to devote to research. 
However, if I could follow new lines of enquiry I would investigate the following:
John Hurford Stone was one of 1,500 subscribers to Helen's book of poems in 1786, did they know each other before they lived in Paris?
How many copies did Helen's book sell when first published, what were the dates each volume was published and were copies only for sale in England?
What involvement did the poets have in the release of Helen and her family?
What were her mother and sisters like?
Sarah Agnew is an eighteenth century enthusiast, who has drafted a radio play based on Helen Maria Williams' story in the years 1790 - 3. She blogs about fabulous food and days out at http://www.modernbricabrac.com/ some with an eighteenth century connection, mostly in relation to Brighton and London.
She also tweets about food and days out at https://twitter.com/IrishAggers and posts photos of food and architecture on https://instagram.com/sarahagnew/.

Written content of this post copyright © Sarah Agnew, 2015.

Friday, 14 November 2014

The Execution of "La Pola"

Policarpa Salavarrieta (Assumed name, given name unknown, aka La Pola; Guaduas, Viceroyalty of New Granada, c. 1795 – Bogotá, United Provinces of New Granada, 14th November 1817) 


Policarpa Salabarrieta by José María Espinosa Prieto,1855
By José María Espinosa Prieto, 1855

Today we travel to New Granada to hear the tale of a Colombian seamstress turned spy. Known as La Pola, the life of Policarpa Salavarrieta was short and her death was brutal, but her memory lives on today, lauded as a heroine of independence. On the anniversary of her execution, I tell the story of those final moments and who she came to stand before the firing squad.

Salavarrieta was already involved in revolutionary politics when she came to live in Bogotá, the stronghold of the Spanish Royalists. Here she took up residence in the home of resistance leader, Andrea Ricaurte y Lozano, supposedly in the role of a housemaid. She worked as a seamstress within the households of the royalist ruling families, gathering intelligence from under their very noses.

It seems crushingly inevitable that Salavarrieta's ongoing revolutionary operations in Bogotá could not continue undisturbed and so it would prove to be the case. When the authorities captured some of her contacts, they soon unravelled the complex web of information that their prisoners shared and the information led them right to Salavarrieta's door. 

La Pola was arrested in November 1817 and, after a cursory trial on 10th November, she and her associates were found guilty of treason. The date of their execution by firing squad was set for just four days later, at nine o'clock in the morning.

If Salavarrieta felt any fear she showed none and on the morning of her death, left her cell bound for what became the Bolívar Square, where she would face the firing squad. She refused to pray with the priests who were charged with accompanying her and instead cursed and shouted at her Spanish guards as they went along, telling them that the days of their rule over her nation were numbered.

Upon reaching the square, Salavarrieta was led up onto the scaffold and told to turn her back to the firing squad, in the accepted manner for the execution of traitors. Keeping up her furious rhetoric she did so and when told to kneel, she refused. Instead La Pola stood before the squad and when the order came to fire she turned, facing her executors head on with a cry of, "I have courage to suffer this death and a thousand more. Do not forget my example!".

La Pola's remains were handed over to her brothers, who were Augustinian friars, and they buried her in the church of San Agustín, her short, Revolutionary life finally at an end.

Monday, 3 November 2014

A Revolutionary on the Guillotine: Olympe de Gouges

Olympe de Gouges (née Marie Gouze; Montauban, Guyenne-and-Gascony, Kingdom of France, 7th May 1748 – Paris, France, 3rd November 1793)


Olympe de Gouges by Alexander Kucharsky
Olympe de Gouges by Alexander Kucharsky 

Today we mount the steps to the iconic guillotine again and witness the execution of a French woman who strove for equal rights for women in her native land. Playwright, orator and passionate abolitionist, the hope with which Olympe de Gouges greeted the Revolution eventually ended in bloody disappointment.

Throughout her life, de Gouges dreamt of one day achieving equal rights for the women of France and the abolition of slavery. She wrote and spoke tirelessly on the subject and achieved recognition for her work,  Déclaration des droits de la Femme et de la Citoyenne (Declaration of the Rights of Woman and the Female Citizen). Although she greeted revolution with a sense of hope for the future of France, her opposition to execution left her without doubts about the direction the movement eventually took.

An avowed Girondist, de Gouges was vocal in expressing her feelings about the way in which the leaders of the Revolution were behaving and she wrote and published pamphlets and posters and even began work on a pro-Revolutionary play featuring Marie Antoinette and de Gouges herself!

It was these Girondist leanings that eventually proved the undoing of Olympe de Gouges. Placed under arrest, her papers were used as evidence for the prosecution at a trial that dragged on for three months. De Gouges was denied a lawyer and struggled with her own defence yet she continued to write and, via supporters, even managed to publish an account of her own arrest and interrogations. If De Gouges wasn't already marked for death then these writings sealed her fate and she was found guilty of seditious behaviour and sentenced to the guillotine on 2nd November 1793. Just one day later she went to her death, a revolutionary who fell victim to her own cause. 

Saturday, 27 September 2014

Lancaster, Pennsylvania: Capital for a Day

As I sat down to write my tale for today, it occurred to me that sometimes we go for weeks without a trip to America and other times, well, we seem to be there all the time. Today we return to my colonial gentleman's homeland to learn of the city that, on 27th September 1777, was the capital of the colonies for just one day.


The flag of Lancaster, Pennsylvania
The flag of Lancaster, Pennsylvania

As Revolution swept America, the political and physical landscape underwent a transformation. With British forces under General Howe and General Cornwallis laying claim to Philadelphia, the Continental Congress had no choice but to abandon the city and they found themselves, for a twenty four hour stopover, in Lancaster, Pennsylvania. Here they gathered in the County Courthouse and debate began as to where the Congress might find a more permanent home.

Sixty miles lay between Philadelphia and Lancaster and the members of congress were perhaps a little too close for comfort, as the saying goes, and Lancaster struggled to accommodate the new arrivals. With these factors in mind, the Continental Congress roadshow rolled on again and settled twenty miles further along the road, finally coming to rest in York. Here it would remain for over a decade, ending Lancaster's day in the political spotlight.

Friday, 5 September 2014

A Return Engagement for Friedrich von der Trenck

I have acquired, of late, a reputation as a lady who favours tales of the guillotine. I cannot deny that I do like a full-blooded story of the National Razor and, last year, shared with you the escapades of Friedrich von der Trenck, a man who lived an adventurous, exciting life of espionage, danger and, no doubt, romance.

Shortly after I told this tale I was contacted via Twitter by De Zilveren Eeuw (aka Rob), a purveyor of wonderful antiquarian publications. Rob and I have corresponded on many matters of Georgian interest and he kindly furnished me with three Dutch illustrations that tell further episodes in the life of von der Trenck and were published in the adventurer's autobiography. It is my pleasure to share these with you today and Rob has also provided translations of the original text, for which I am eternally grateful!
Part II p 166 number VII / Trenck's visit to king Friedrich of Prussia. At last the Monarch was so touched, that he was getting up from his chair. – I noticed tears were flowing out of his eyes. – I – embraced his knees.
Part II p 166 number VII / Trenck's visit to king Friedrich of Prussia.
At last the Monarch was so touched, that he was getting up from his chair. – I noticed tears were flowing out of his eyes. – I – embraced his knees.

The first illustration shows von der Trenck being received by Frederick the Great. Once high in the king's favour, Frederick and von der Trenck were torn asunder by gossip and scandal. In this image we see the friends reunited, Frederick so adoring of his sometimes bodyguard that the monarch actually weeps to receive him.


Part II Ip.144 number X / Trenck is coming back from the Front with 4 heads of enemies and acquires a pardon from his condemnation to death by Field-Marshall Münnich And (I) was coming –  with 4 heads,  tied on the manes of the horse –  back
Part II Ip.144 number X / Trenck is coming back from the Front with 4 heads of enemies and acquires a pardon from his condemnation to death by Field-Marshall Münnich
And (I) was coming –  with 4 heads,  tied on the manes of the horse –  back

The second illustration shows von der Trenck returning from the Front carrying the severed heads of his enemies. Condemned to death for going against his commander's orders when fighting the Turks,  von der Trenck made a deal that he would bring the heads of three enemies or lose his own. Sure he would not be able to manage such a feat, Field-Marshall Münnich accepted the wager. In fact, our anti-hero returned with one to spare and once again saved his skin!

Part III p 180 number XI / Trenck ignores his house arrest in Vienna, goes to the theatre, meets his enemy Count Gossau and is trying to throw him out of the box.  He – snatches Count GOSSAU, and is intending to throw him – down on the pit. GOSSAU is drawing his sword.
Part III p 180 number XI / Trenck ignores his house arrest in Vienna, goes to the theatre, meets his enemy Count Gossau and is trying to throw him out of the box.
 He – snatches Count GOSSAU, and is intending to throw him – down on the pit. GOSSAU is drawing his sword.

In the third image we meet our man at the Viennese theatre. Not for him a peaceful evening of simulated drama, he has to create some of his own and instead becomes embroiled in an altercation with Count Gossau, a long time enemy. As the two men grapple, von der Trenck attempts to push the unfortunate Count out of his box and into the pit below; it took a number of men to pull the opponents apart and save Gossau's skin!

Finally Rob has treated us to a far more respectable image of von der Trenck, posed for a portrait in which he appears all innocence, though we know better.












Sunday, 31 August 2014

The Execution of Général Moustache

Adam Philippe, Comte de Custine (Metz, France, 4th February 1740 – Paris, France, 28th August 1793) 


Adam Philippe, Comte de Custine


To France today for a trip to the National Razor in the company of Adam Philippe, Comte de Custine. Known as Général Moustache, Custine fell afoul of the Revolutionary Tribunal when his strategic mind failed him and he was censured for failing to properly command revolutionary forces against their loyalist opponents.

After a successful military career, Custine took a sideways move into politics but he was soon back in the forces, serving with distinction in a number of battles and campaigns. However, the Comte de Custine's career would soon falter, with fatal consequences.

Throughout 1792 and into 1793, it seemed that the Comte de Custine could not make a successful military move no matter what he did. Efforts to negotiate with his Prussian opponents failed and after series of high profile defeats and retreats he was recalled to Paris to account for himself before the Revolutionary Tribunal. 

Here he found himself accused of treason and conspiring with the Austro-Prussian High Command. At this point there can have been little doubt as to his fate and Général Moustache went to the guillotine on 28th August 1793.

Saturday, 30 August 2014

Jacques-Louis David and the Last Journey of Marie Antoinette

Jacques-Louis David (Paris, France, 30th August 1748 - Brussels, Belgium 29th December 1825)

On this day in 1748, famed artist Jacques-Louis David was born. Initially renowned for his history paintings, David eventually began to develop strong Revolutionary sensibilities and became closely allied to Marat, producing a famed painting depicting his death. He later grew close to Robespierre and enjoyed immense influence over French arts and culture during the Revolution and then the rule of Napoleon. Although known for his grand works and portraits, I have chosen instead to concentrate on a more simple sketch he produced, that of Marie Antoinette on her way to the guillotine.


Marie Antoinette on the Way to the Guillotine by Jacques-Louis David, 1793
Marie Antoinette on the Way to the Guillotine by Jacques-Louis David, 1793

When David sketched the doomed queen on 16th October 1793, she was a world away from the grand, glamorous figure memorialised in innumerable works of art. In her thirty seventh year, Marie Antoinette had been incarcerated for some time and David depicts her with an unflinching eye, showing an unremarkable woman, face haggard and toothless, hair shorn and her hands bound as she sits in the tumbrel on its way to the scaffold. One cannot help but notice how straight she sits, though the expression on her face is one of grim sadness.

In this simplest of sketches David shows not a queen, nor the hated figure so vilified by her persecutors, but a simple human in her final minutes. There was nothing remotely Royalist in David's work and yet his honest depiction carries with it a dignity of its own. He might have produced far finer works and laboured long hours over great canvasses but for me, this simple, human sketch is one of David's greatest works; it captures a singular moment in time and one that, as the tumbrel rolled on past the artist's window, was soon gone forever.

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Tuesday, 26 August 2014

Jacques de Liniers: The Execution of a Viceroy

Jacques de Liniers (aka Jacques de Liniers; Niort, France, 25th July 1753 – Cabeza de Tigre, Córdoba, Argentina, 26th August 1810)

Today we journey far afield to South America and the last day in the life of Jacques de Liniers, a French military officer who served as Viceroy of the Río de la Plata. Liniers enjoyed a turbulent military and political career and though he did eventually retire, he could not stay away from public life and was destined to meet a violent end.

After being appointed viceroy in 1807, Liniers found that his time in office was not destined to be easy. He was soon challenged and ultimately deposed, handing over control of the government to Baltasar Hidalgo de Cisneros in 1809 and entering retirement. As Liniers went into retirement, the country entered a time of unrest that led to the May Revolution of 1810.


Execution of Santiago de Liniers by Franz van Riel, 1921
Execution of Santiago de Liniers by Franz van Riel, 1921

Following the Revolution, Liniers emerged from retirement and became involved in the counterrevolutionary movement, joining efforts to effect a monarchist uprising against the newly-installed government. His efforts to raise a force were to prove disastrous and he was arrested by Ortiz de Ocampo; although Ocampo brought an armed force to make the arrest this move was completely unnecessary. The counterrevolutionaries were badly organised and damaged by infighting, so when the government force arrived to make the arrest, they met with no resistance. 

Without the benefit of a trial, Liniers was sentenced to death alongside a number of his fellow counterrevolutionaries. However, Ocampo recognised their popularity in Buenos Aires and refused to carry out the executions, taking them prisoner instead. The reprieve was temporary at best and Juan José Castelli took charge of the prisoners and executed them at Cabeza de Tigre in 26th August 1810.

Liniers lives on in the very fabric of Buenos Aires in street names and even the name of a province in the city. Liniers was buried without ceremony in Argentina and here he remained until 1861 when, at the request of Queen Isabella II of Spain, his remains were returned to Spain and laid to rest in the Pantheon of Cádiz. 

Monday, 28 July 2014

"One does not make revolutions by halves": The Execution of Saint-Just

Louis Antoine de Saint-Just (Louis Antoine Léon de Saint-Just; Decize, France, 25th August 1767 – Paris, France, 28th July 1794)


Louis Antoine de Saint-Just by Pierre-Paul Prud'hon, 1793
Louis Antoine de Saint-Just by Pierre-Paul Prud'hon, 1793

In the past we have met many famed figures of the French Revolution and witnessed many iconic victims of the National Razor, Today we return to that heady time and the death of a man whose name has become synonymous with the Terror, Louis Antoine de Saint-Just.

Saint-Just's rise to power was stratospheric and unstoppable. Fiercely intelligent, dedicated and focused on his cause, he drafted the French Constitution of 1793 and was among Robespierre's most trusted friends. Like Robespierre, when the end came for Saint-Just it was swift and merciless and he was executed alongside his friend on 28th July.

Immediately before his arrest, Saint-Just attempted to make an eloquent speech in defence of Robespierre before members of the Convention but found himself unable to finish. Disgruntled deputies countered and heckled until, eventually, Jean-Lambert Tallien interrupted and silenced him, pushing him away from the lectern. Despite this, Saint-Just would not be provoked and instead attempted to continue speaking and make his point. Calm and dignified, he refused to surrender the platform and remained in place until his arrest and removal.

Detained in the Hôtel de Ville with the other arrested men, Saint-Just remained as calm as ever as around him, his former colleagues fell into a panic. Whilst others committed suicide or attempted to do so, Saint-Just calmly accepted his fate and walked unflinchingly to the scaffold alongside Robespierre and twenty others. With no trace of fear he went to the guillotine, convinced of his righteousness to the last.

Tuesday, 22 July 2014

The Murder of Joseph Foullon de Doué

Joseph-François Foullon de Doué (Saumur, France, 25th June 1715 – Paris, France, 22nd July 1789) 


Joseph Foullon de Doué

Today marks the anniversary of a gruesome episode in French political history, though it is one of many that occurred during the heady, deadly Revolutionary days. It is the tale of a murdered politician and official, a man who had many enemies among the people.

Foullon was appointed Controller-General of Finances in 1789, replacing Jacques Necker, who enjoyed great popularity with the citizens of France. Foullon, however, was less well-loved and seen as a sop to the conservative traditionalists, interested only in preserving the power of the ruling classes. He was a strict disciplinarian and rumours spread that not only had he grown rich from the suffering of the poor and manipulated the food supply for financial gain, but that he had once said of the starving peasants, "If they have no bread, then let them eat hay". 

The shrewd Foullon was no fool and, once the Bastille fell, he fled Paris to take refuge in Viry-Châtillon. Here he began to put word about that he was dead, including staging a fake funeral. However, news of his location eventually leaked out and the once powerful man was seized by local people. Stripped of his shoes, a garland of thistles about his neck and bales of hay tied to his back, Foullon was dragged to the Hôtel de Ville. When he complained of thirst, Foullon was given vinegar and the sweat of his brow was wiped with stinging nettles in the harsh summer heat.

Despite the best efforts of officials, the furious citizens would not be stilled and Foullon was dragged to the Place de Grève to be hanged. On three occasions he was strung up and on three occasions the rope broke. Finally the man who had known such influence was beheaded, his severed head paraded through the streets with his mouth stuffed full of hay in answer to his reported comments on the starving people of France.

Wednesday, 18 June 2014

From Revolution to Suicide: The Death of François Buzot

François Buzot (François Nicolas Léonard Buzot; Évreux, France, 1st March 1760 – Saint-Émilion, France, 18th June 1794)


François Buzot, 1889
François Buzot, 1889

And so we find ourselves once more in Revolutionary France, this time to witness the end of François Buzot, a radical member of the National Convention and avowed Girondist. He lobbied hard for the death penalty for the king, as well as those who supported the monarchy or advocated sparing their lives, making many powerful enemies on the way.

When the Girondists fell during the insurrection that began on 31st May 1793, the radical Buzot fled Paris, hoping to find sanctuary in Normandy. At a trial held in his absence, Buzot was sentenced to death for supposedly conspiring to overthrow the Revolutionary government and with his colleague, Jérôme Pétion de Villeneuve, he went on the run once more. 

Eventually the men hid themselves away in Saint-Émilion near Bordeaux, in abject terror for their lives. Here they remained for long months as one by one, the Girondists who had been their colleagues and friends went to the guillotine and for the two men, there was no hope of escape.

Eventually, in utter despair, the pair left their hiding place and went out into the farmland around Saint-Émilion. Here they shot themselves; their corpses were undiscovered for several days and when they were found, had been partially devoured by the wolves who roamed the area. It was an ignominious end for a man who had once moved at the highest levels of the Revolutionary government, is influence stripped like so many others who had stood alongside him.

Saturday, 7 June 2014

The Day of the Tiles

It is no secret to regular visitors that I have long had something of a fascination with the French Revolution. We've met monarchs and firebrands, seen a prison fall and a new government rise and always ended up safely back at the salon, cup of tea in hand. Today we return to France to mark the anniversary of the Day of the Tiles, a revolt that occurred in Grenoble on 7th June 1788 and was one of the first signs of civil unrest before the Revolution began.
The Day of the Tiles by Alexandre Debelle, 1889

By the late 1780s, France was mired in debt; with food prices soaring and the ruling classes enjoying a life of privilege and splendour, the people of France were horrified to hear of yet higher 
taxes were on the horizon. In Grenoble, already reeling from poor harvests and with both food and money is short supply, furious citizens gathered together to call for a meeting that would force the powers that be to listen to their concerns.

The bells of the town churches rang out and hundreds of people took to the streets as soldiers assembled, called in to quell the disturbance before it got out of hand. When they fired on the crowd, killing one person and wounding others, the furious citizens scrambled up onto the rooftops, crying out in protest. From this vantage point they began hurling heavy tiles down onto the troops who were so outnumbered and assailed that their commander withdrew, fearing for the safety of his men. Eventually it was agreed that the meeting of the people would be permitted to go ahead, on condition that it do so at a later date and away from the centre of the town.

The Day of the Tiles has become recognised as a pivotal moment in the birth of the French Revolution. Although the King rejected the reforms suggested by the meeting that was eventually held on 21st July, the events of 7th June marked the first time that the people of France rose up against government forces and were victorious. In Grenoble, La Journée des Tuiles stood as a challenge to royal authority; it would not, of course, be the last.

Tuesday, 6 May 2014

Maximilien Robespierre Welcomes Louis XVI

Maximilien François Marie Isidore de Robespierre (Arras, France, 6th May 1758 – Paris, France, 28th July 1794)

Maximilien Robespierre by Louis-Léopold Boilly, 1791
Maximilien Robespierre by Louis-Léopold Boilly, 1791

On this day in 1758, Maximilien Robespierre was born in somewhat humble beginnings in Arras. A divisive figure if ever there was one, since opening the salon last year I have met monarchists and Jacobins alike and heard a myriad of differing opinions on the man whose name has come to symbolise the French Revolution. On this, the anniversary of his birth, I thought we would look at an episode early in the young man's life when  Robespierre first encountered the king and queen of France, long before he came to power as President of the National Convention.

Following the death of his mother when he was six years old, Robespierre was raised by his maternal grandparents as his father left Arras to travel the continent. He was a precociously intelligent child and when he was just eleven years old won a valuable scholarship to study at the Lycée Louis-le-Grand. In Paris the young man flourished; he excelled among even his most illustrious classmates. Here he began to develop the ideas that would become the cornerstone of his adult convictions, studying politics and philosophy and joining a group of young intellectuals who would go on to lead the Revolution.


Maximilien Robespierre, 1790
Maximilien Robespierre, 1790

At the age of seventeen Robespierre was chosen above all of his fellow pupils to represent the school when Louis XVI and Marie Antoinette visited the establishment on their return from their recent coronation. Robespierre was to read an address in Latin to welcome the couple and prepared at length for the prestigious engagement. In the event, the royal visitors were delayed by hours and the pupils waited outside in the driving rain to welcome their illustrious audience. When at last they did arrive, Robespierre delivered his address to the carriage, the king and queen having elected not to leave their vehicle. 

Upon completion of the address the royal couple thanked Robespierre with a smile before their carriage rolled on. No words were exchanged with the young man who had welcomed them to the Lycée Louis-le-Grand. In the centuries that have passed it has been posited that this was a pivotal moment that set Robespierre on his revolutionary journey. Of course, we have no evidence of this fact and indeed, it would be a petty man indeed who nursed such a complaint to the very guillotine itself.

Years later Maximilien de Robespierre met Louis XVI and Marie Antoinette again but this time, of course, things were to be very different...

The Death of Marie Antoinette
The Death of Louis XVI

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Saturday, 3 May 2014

Princess Élisabeth of France, A Most Loyal Sister

Princess Élisabeth of France (Élisabeth Philippine Marie Hélène de France, Versailles, France, 3rd May 1764 - Paris, France, 10th May 1794)


Élisabeth de France by Louise Élisabeth Vigée Le Brun
Élisabeth de France by Louise Élisabeth Vigée Le Brun

It seems like barely a week goes by without a trip to revolutionary France and today we are there again, this time to meet the lady known as Princess Élisabeth of France. Known as Madame Élisabeth, she was a loyal and loving sister of Louis XVI and remained with the doomed royal family to the very end.

Élisabeth birth was a far cry from the sad scenes that would close her life and she was born at the Palace of Versailles, daughter of Dauphin Louis and Marie-Josèphe of Saxony. Orphaned at the tender age of two, the little girl and her sister, Madame Clotilde, were raised Marie Louise de Rohan, comtesse de Marsan.

Under Marie Louise's tutelege they enjoyed an excellent education and Élisabeth soon showed herself to be a highly skilled artist as well as a pious young lady dedicated to her faith and family above all else. The thought of leaving France was one that the young Élisabeth refused to countenance and as a result she rebuffed discussions regarding a possible marriage to Joseph II, Holy Roman Emperor. Instead, Élisabeth remained with the family she adored and she held true to this even when Revolution swept through France urging her brother to put down the people by force.



Élisabeth of France by Joseph Ducreux, 1768
Élisabeth of France by Joseph Ducreux, 1768

A passionate defender of the French monarchy, she wrote a letter to her brother,  Charles-Philippe, comte d'Artois, urging him to marshal military forces to come to her brother's aid. The letter was intercepted by the National Assembly and they began to regard Élisabeth with new eyes though even now her fate was not quite decided.


Further opportunities were presented for Élisabeth to leave the family and go to safety with her aunts yet she elected instead to join the ill-fated flight to Varennes, in the guise of a nursemaid. When the escape was thwarted she was returned to Paris with her family, providing much needed moral support as their situation became more desperate.


Madame Élisabeth by Adélaïde Labille-Guiard, 1788
Madame Élisabeth by Adélaïde Labille-Guiard, 1788

Following the Insurrection of 10th August 1792, she was imprisoned in the Temple Tower with the rest of the royal family. Élisabeth and her niece, Marie-Thérèse remained with Marie Antoinette until she was transferred to the Concierge on 2nd August 1793 and were never told of her death. The final letter written by the queen was addressed to Élisabeth but never reached her. Held in the Temple with the teenaged Marie-Thérèse, Élisabeth provided her niece with moral support and comfort, a familiar and friendly face at what must have been a terrifying time for the young girl.

Élisabeth presented something of a problem for the new administration and initially they hoped to exile her from the country yet it soon became apparent that she was not willing to go quietly. Accused of aiding her brother's escape attempts, she remained defiant at her trial and spoke passionately to the Tribunal in support of her family and the monarchy.  There was no question of what the verdict would be and she was duly pronounced guilty and sentenced to death.



Madame Élisabeth as a Vestal Virgin by Charles Le Clerq, 1780s
Madame Élisabeth as a Vestal Virgin by Charles Le Clerq, 1780s

The Princess was one of two dozen prisoners who were condemned to be executed on the same day and as she waited for her turn on the scaffold Élisabeth provided support and prayers for those who were due to die alongside her. Élisabeth mounted the steps to the scaffold with dignity, showing no fear to the crowd that had gathered to watch and following her death she was interred in a mass grave at the Cimetière des Errancis.

Following the Restoration, Louis XVIII attempted to recover her remains but they were unidentifiable. Instead, the Princess is remembered with a memorial dedicated to her name in
 the Basilica of Saint Denis.



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