From hence we went to the garden and palace of the Luxembourg.  These gardens form the midday and afternoon promenade of that part of the city.  In one wing of the Palace is the Chamber of Peers, elegantly fitted up and in some respect resembling a Greek theatre.  The busts of Cicero, Brutus, Demosthenes, Phocion and other great men of antiquity adorn the niches of this chamber and on the grand escalier are the statues in natural size of Kleber, Dessaix, Caffarelli and other French generals.  Report says that these statues will be removed.

In the picture gallery at the Luxembourg is a choice collection of pictures of the modern French school such as Guerin, David, etc.  The subjects are extremely well chosen, being taken from the mythology or from ancient and modern history.  I was too glad to find no crucifixions, martyrdoms, nor eternal Madonnas.  I distinguished in particular the Judgment of Brutus and the Serment des Horaces et des Curiaces.  Connoisseurs find the attitudes too stiff and talk to you of the Italian school; but I prefer these; yet I had better hold my tongue on this subject, for I am told I know nothing about painting.

Poor Labedoyere[40] is sentenced to be shot by the Court Martial which tried him, and the sentence will be carried immediately into execution.  His fate excites universal sympathy, and I have seen many people shed tears when talking on this subject.  He certainly ought to be protected by the 12th Article of the Capitulation.  The French are very uneasy; the Allies have begun to strip the Louvre and there is no talk of what the terms of peace are to be, or what is the determination of the Allies.  This is a dreadful state of uncertainty for the French people and may lead to a general insurrection.  The Allies continue pouring troops into France and levying contributions. “Vae victis” seems their motto.  France is now a disarmed nation, and no French uniform is to be seen except that of the National Guard and the “Garde Royale.”  France is at the mercy of her enemies and prostrate at their feet; a melancholy prospect for European liberty!

The Allies have parades and reviews two or three times a week and the Sovereigns of Russia, Austria and Prussia constantly attend; Wellington is their showman.  These crowned Heads like mightily playing at soldiers; I should think His Grace must be heartily tired of them.  Massacres and persecutions of the Protestants have begun to take place in the South of France, and the priests are at work again threatening with excommunication and hell the purchasers and inheritors of emigrant estates and church lands.  These priests and emigrants are incorrigible.  Frequent quarrels take place almost every evening in the Palais Royal between the Prussian officers and the French, particularly some of the officers from the army of the Loire.  I rather suspect these latter are the aggressors.  The Prussians being gorged with plunder come there