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justice done ; that they had nothing to do for this purpose but to detach some of theirofficersor inferior officers to the Vatican , to their General , To the Governor of Rome , or to the Senator , or to any other public man , when all would be at an end . ' The too ; brave General Duphot , accustomed to conquer , threw himself among the bayonets of the Pope ' s soldiers ; he prevented one from charging , and avoided the push of another ; he followed him as it were by instinct . He was simply a mediator between the two parties . Misled by his courage , he proceeded , as

far as the gate Septimimana . A soldier fired a musquet at him , and the contents lodged in his breast . He fell , but rose again , and supported himself on his sabre . A second shot extended him on the pavement , and about fifty more were directed , against his inanimate body . ' The Adjutant-General Sherlock received no wound-: he saw his brave comradefall ; all their attention was now directed against us . He pointed out a way to me which led us-to the garden of the Palace , and withdrew us from all dangerfrom the assassins of Duphot , and from another which , had now come up , and was . firing on us from the other side of the street . The two young officers , pressed by this second company , joined us : they suggested a new species of danger to me . This newly arrived company might enter the Palace , whither my wife and her sister , who was the'following day to be married to General Duphot , had been

carried by force bv my Secretaries , who had returned , and by some young artists . We regained the Palace by the ; way of the garden . The courts were filled with base wretches who had contrived this horrible scene . About twenty of them , together with some peaceable Citizens who had remained on the field of battle , entered the Palace ; the ways were dyed with blood ; . dying men were-seen drawing their limbs after them ; and wounded men lamenting at every step . The gates of the portico were at length shut : ' The lamentatiomof the Mistress of Duphot , that young hero , who constantly

commanded the advanced guard of the army of the Pyrenees , and of Italy , had always been victorious , now cutoff , without defence by mean ruffians—the absence of the mother of my wife , and of her brother , whom curiosity had caused to leave the Palace , in order to view the monuments—the firing which continued in the streets and before the . gates of the Palace—the Palace of Corsini , which I inhabit , surrounded by people of whose intentions I was ignorant : those circumstances , and several others , rendered the scene the most affecting I ever witnessed .

' I caused my domestics to becalled ; three of them were absent . I caused the arms with which-1 had travelled , to be ready in that wing of the Palace which I inhabited . Aseiitiment of national . piide , which I could not subdue , prompted some of the officers to go and rescue the body of their unfortunate General . They succeeded" by the help of several faithful domestics , passing by a private way , in spite of the uncertain and ill-directed fire , which the debased and effeminate soldiery of Rome continued on their field of slaughter . They found the body of this amiable General , formerly animated by such a sublime spirit of heroism , stripped , piefcedwith wounds , stainedwith blood , and covered with stones . ' It was six o ' clock in the evening : two hours had elapsed since the murdei

of General Duphot , and no person came to me on the part of Government . Upon hearing the recital of the state of the body of our unfortunate Fellow-Citizen , I determined to quit Rome . Indignation suggested this project : no consideration , no power ' on earth would have made me change it . Nevertheless , I-determined to write a letter to Cardinal D . oria . A faithful domestic traversed the soldiers : his rout was traced in the darkness by his companions from the fire of musquetry . -At length they knocked with redoubled fury—a carriage stopped—it wasperhapsthe Governorthe Generalthe Senatorsome

, , , , , -public Officer!—No .: it was a Friend—it was the ChevalierAngiolini , Minister of Tuscany . He'traversed the patroles , the-troops of the line , and' the civic -troops : his carriage yvass-apped . He . was asked if he wished to plunge himself imodang . er ? He . answered with courage , that no danger could exist within' tlle jurisdiction . of the French Ambassador . This generous reproach was a sever * VOL . _ c . I