France -- History -- Revolution, 1789-1799 -- Fiction; Napoleon I, Emperor of the French, 1769-1821 -- Fiction
The inspiration breathed by the young general's reply thrilled every
heart.
"Arms! Give us arms!" cried the Conventionals. "We will die together!"
The Convention, humiliated for a moment, had recovered itself. The lives
of its representatives were not yet saved, but their honor was.
Bonaparte profited by the spark of enthusiasm which he had just kindled.
Each deputy received a musket and a packet of cartridges. Barras
exclaimed: "We are going to die in the streets in defence of the
Convention. It is for you to die here, if need be, in defence of
liberty."
Chénier, who had been the hero of the session, ascended the tribune
again, and, with that eloquence which is akin to grandeur, he raised his
arms to heaven, saying: "O Thou, who for the last six years hath guided
the ship of the Revolution through the most frightful tempests, amid
the rocks of contending parties; Thou, through whose aid we have
conquered Europe without a government and without rulers, without
generals, and with soldiers without pay, O thou, Genius of Liberty,
watch over us Thy last defenders!"
At that moment, as though in answer to Chénier's prayer, the first shots
were heard. Every deputy seized his musket, and, biting off his
cartridge, loaded it. It was a solemn moment, during which nothing but
the sound of ramrods in the musket barrels was heard.
Ever since early morning the Republicans, provoked by the grossest
insults and even by occasional shots, had obeyed with heroic patience
the order not to fire. But attacked this time by a volley from a court
which the Sectionists had captured, and seeing one Republican drop dead,
and others, wounded, totter and even fall, they replied by a volley.
Bonaparte at the first shot hastened into the court of the Tuileries.
"Who fired first?" he asked.
"The Sectionists," came the answer from all sides.
"Then all is well," he said. "And it will not be my fault if our
uniforms are reddened with French blood."
He listened; it seemed to him that the firing was heaviest in the
direction of Saint-Roch. He set out at a gallop, and found two pieces of
artillery at the Feuillants, which he ordered to be limbered up, and
advanced with them to the head of the Rue du Dauphin.
The Rue du Dauphin was a furnace. The Republicans held the street and
were defending it. But the Sectionists occupied all the windows, and
stood in groups upon the steps of the church of Saint-Roch, whence they
were raining a hail of bullets upon their adversaries.
Bonaparte arrived at this moment, followed by his two pieces of
artillery and the battalion of '89. He ordered the two officers of the
battalion to advance into the Rue Saint-Honoré, amid and in spite of
the terrible fusillade, and wheel one to the right and the other to the
left.
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