Country, and replace her in the rank which belongs to her.  Doubtless at this moment your new monarch is on the point of visiting you.—­He expects to find faithful Subjects—­shall he find only rebels?  I expected to have delivered over to him a peaceable kingdom and flourishing cities—­shall I be obliged to shew him only ruins and heaps of ashes and dead bodies?—­Merit pardon by prompt submission, and a prompt obedience to my orders; if not, think of the punishment which awaits you.—­Every city, town, or village, which shall take up arms against my forces, and whose inhabitants shall rise upon the French troops, shall be delivered up to pillage and totally destroyed, and the inhabitants shall be put to the sword—­every individual taken in arms shall be instantly shot.’  That these were not empty threats, we learn from the bulletins published by authority of the same Junot, which at once shew his cruelty, and that of the persons whom he employed, and the noble resistance of the Portugueze.  ’We entered Beia,’ says one of those dismal chronicles, ’in the midst of great carnage.  The rebels left 1200 dead on the field of battle; all those taken with arms in their hands were put to the sword, and all the houses from which we had been fired upon were burned.’  Again in another, ’The spirit of insanity, which had led astray the inhabitants of Beia and rendered necessary the terrible chastisement which they have received, has likewise been exercised in the north of Portugal.’  Describing another engagement, it is said, ’the lines endeavoured to make a stand, but they were forced; the massacre was terrible—­more than a thousand dead bodies remained on the field of battle, and General Loison, pursuing the remainder of these wretches, entered Guerda with fixed bayonets.’  On approaching Alpedrinha, they found the rebels posted in a kind of redoubt—­’it was forced, the town of Alpedrinha taken, and delivered to the flames:’  the whole of this tragedy is thus summed up—­’In the engagements fought in these different marches, we lost twenty men killed, and 30 or 40 wounded.  The insurgents have left at least 13000 dead in the field, the melancholy consequence of a frenzy which nothing can justify, which forces us to multiply victims, whom we lament and regret, but whom a terrible necessity obliges us to sacrifice.’  ‘It is thus,’ continues the writer, ’that deluded men, ungrateful children as well as culpable citizens, exchange all their claims to the benevolence and protection of Government for misfortune and wretchedness; ruin their families; carry into their habitations desolation, conflagrations, and death; change flourishing cities into heaps of ashes—­into vast tombs; and bring on their whole country calamities which they deserve, and from which (feeble victims!) they cannot escape.  In fine, it is thus that, covering themselves with opprobrium and ridicule at the same time that they complete their destruction, they have no other resource but the pity of those they have wished to