[The body of Louis was, immediately after the execution, removed to the ancient cemetery of the Madeleine.  Large quantities of quicklime were thrown into the grave, which occasioned so rapid a decomposition that, when his remains were sought for in 1816, it was with difficulty any part could be recovered.  Over the spot where he was interred Napoleon commenced the splendid Temple of Glory, after the battle of Jena; and the superb edifice was completed by the Bourbons, and now forms the Church of the Madeleine, the most beautiful structure in Paris.  Louis was executed on the same ground where the Queen, Madame Elisabeth, and so many other noble victims of the Revolution perished; where Robespierre and Danton afterwards suffered; and where the Emperor Alexander and the allied sovereigns took their station, when their victorious troops entered Paris in 1814!  The history of modern Europe has not a scene fraught with equally interesting recollections to exhibit.  It is now marked by the colossal obelisk of blood-red granite which was brought from Thebes, in Upper Egypt, in 1833, by the French Government.—­Allison.]

The Royal Prisoners.—­Separation of the Dauphin from His Family.  —­Removal of the Queen.

On the morning of the King’s execution, according to the narrative of Madame Royale, his family rose at six:  “The night before, my mother had scarcely strength enough to put my brother to bed; She threw herself, dressed as she was, on her own bed, where we heard her shivering with cold and grief all night long.  At a quarter-past six the door opened; we believed that we were sent for to the King, but it was only the officers looking for a prayer-book for him.  We did not, however, abandon the hope of seeing him, till shouts of joy from the infuriated populace told us that all was over.  In the afternoon my mother asked to see Clery, who probably had some message for her; we hoped that seeing him would occasion a burst of grief which might relieve the state of silent and choking agony in which we saw her.”  The request was refused, and the officers who brought the refusal said Clery was in “a frightful state of despair” at not being allowed to see the royal family; shortly afterwards he was dismissed from the Temple.

“We had now a little more freedom,” continues the Princess; “our guards even believed that we were about to be sent out of France; but nothing could calm my mother’s agony; no hope could touch her heart, and life or death became indifferent to her.  Fortunately my own affliction increased my illness so seriously that it distracted her thoughts . . . .  My mother would go no more to the garden, because she must have passed the door of what had been my father’s room, and that she could not bear.  But fearing lest want of air should prove injurious to my brother and me, about the end of February she asked permission to walk on the leads of the Tower, and it was granted.”