Letters written in France, to a friend in London, between the month of November 1794, and the month of May 1795Tench, Watkin
History
Letters written in France, to a friend in London, between the month of November 1794, and the month of May 1795
Tench, Watkin
France -- History -- Revolution, 1789-1799 -- Personal narratives, British; Tench, Watkin, 1759?-1833 -- Correspondence
evening, those prisoners who were to be put on their trial the next day;
and by a regulation made among themselves, the party to be tried gave a
supper on that night to the whole room; and, if he was spared for the
present, and remanded back, he was in return treated with a dinner at
their joint expence. “Our dinner entertainments,” said my informer,
“were few indeed; but Oh! the suppers without end which we partook of!”
All my days, however, have not been passed in going to routs, and
listening to details of misery. I have paid a visit to two more members
of the convention, and have been _at church_. On the afternoon of the
19th instant, the representatives Guesno and Guermeur arrived here in
great state, in a coach which had once belonged to their king, drawn by
eight horses, and escorted by forty hussars. “_Voila l’égalité!_” cried
aloud some (I was told) who saw them enter in this pomp. “And,” said my
informer, “as if conscious of their power, and the importance of their
mission, they neither bowed to the crowd which was assembled to gaze at
them, nor spread any lure to engage popular attention, like their
brethren who have heretofore been among us.” They are both natives of
Bretagne, and of good, though not of noble, families. In conjunction,
with several more deputies, furnished with great powers, they have been
delegated by the convention to treat with the inhabitants of La Vendee.
Among other avowed objects of their coming hither, is an enquiry into
the complaints which have been at different times made by the prisoners
of war. Accordingly, two days after, Admiral Bligh, attended by Captain
Kittoe and myself, went to the tavern (which once was the _town-palace_
of the _bishop_ of the diocese) wherein they lodged. We saw them both,
and the Admiral, through Captain Kittoe and me as his interpreters, made
some representations to them, which, if not quite satisfactorily
answered, were at least candidly listened to by Monsieur Guermeur, who
was extremely civil; but his colleague Guesno was less friendly, and
more elevated, keeping his seat, with his hat on, while we remained in
the room, and frequently interrupting our statements. He is said to avow
publickly a hatred of our nation, which in this short conference could
not be restrained. On the following day I was deputed by the Admiral to
wait upon them again, with a letter from him, entreating them to give
orders that the other officers of the Alexander (who are still closely
locked up in the _château_ of Brest, suffering misery and imposition)
might be liberated, and permitted to join us here. Upon reaching their
hotel, I found a crowd of suitors attending at the foot of the
stair-case; but the landlady, on seeing me, assured me I should not wait
for an audience, as an order had been given by Guermeur to admit at once
all English officers who might wish to see him. I profited immediately
by this flattering distinction, and marched through two rows of
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