Yes，theyhadbrokenit——thisgreatstrongheart，inwhichthefuneralcrapeofmonarchylay。Atfirstthephysicianandhisfriendshopedthatitmightbepossibletoovercomehismalady，butMirabeauwasnotflatteredbyanysuchhope；hefeltthatthepainswhichwererackinghisbodywouldendonlywithdeath。
Afteroneespeciallypainfulanddistressingnight，MirabeauhadhisphysicianCabanisandhisfriendCountdelaMarcksummonedtohisbed，andextendedtothembothhishands。“Myfriends，“hesaidtothemwithgentlevoiceandwithpeacefulface，“myfriends，Iamgoingtodieto-day。Whenonehasbeenbroughttothatpass，thereisonlyonethingthatremainstobedone：tobeperfumed，tastefullydressed，andsurroundedwithflowers，soastofallagreeablyintothatlastsleepfromwhichthereisnowaking。So，callmyservants!Imustbeshaved，dressed，andnicelyarrayed。Thewindowmustbeopened，thatthewarmairmaystreamin，andthenflowersmustbebrought。Iwanttodieinthesunshineandflowers。“
[Footnote：Mirabeau’swords——See“MemoiressurMirabeau，“vol。iv。，p。298。]
Hisfriendsdidnotventuretoopposehislastwish。Thegladiatorwantedtomakehislasttoiletandbeelaboratelyarrayedinordertofallinthearenaoflifeasaherofalls，andevenindeathtoexcitethewonderandtheapplauseofthepublic。
AllPariswasinthislastscenethepublicofthisgladiator；allParishad，intheselastdaysofhisbattleforlife，onlyonethought，“HowisitwithMirabeau？WillhecompelthedreadfulenemyDeathtoretirefrombeforehim，orwillhefallasthepreyofDeath？“Thisquestionwaswrittenonallfaces，repeatedinallhousesandinallhearts。Everyonewantedtoreceiveananswerfromthatstillhouse，withitsclosely-drawncurtains，whereMirabeaulived。Allthestreetswhichledthitherwere，duringthelastthreedaysbeforehisdeath，filledwithadensemassofmen，andnocarriagewaspermittedtodrivethroughtheneighborhood，lestitshoulddisturbMirabeau。Thetheatreswereclosed，and，withoutanyconsultationtogether，themerchantsshuttheirstoresastheydoongreatdaysofnationalfastingorthanksgiving。
Onthemorningofthefourthday，beforelifehadbeguntomoveinthestreetsofParis，andbeforethehouseswereopened，acrywasheardinthegreathighwaysofthecity，ringingupintoallthehouses，andenteringalltheagitatedheartsthatheardit：
“Flowers，bringflowers!Mirabeauwantsflowers!BringrosesandvioletsforMirabeau!Mirabeauwantstodieamidflowers!“
ThiscryawokeslumberingParisthe2dofApril，1791，and，asitresoundedthroughthestreets，windowsanddoorsopened，andhundreds，thousandsofmenhastenedfromalldirectionstowardMirabeau’shouse，carryingnosegays，bouquets，wholebasketsofflowers。Oneseemedtobetransferredfromcool，frostyspringweathertothewarm，fragrantdaysofsummer；allthegreenhouses，allthechamberspouredouttheirfloraltreasurestoprepareonelastsummerdayforthedyingtribuneofthepeople。Hiswholehousewasfilledwithflowersandwithfragrance。Thehall，thestaircase，theantechamber，andthedrawing-roomwereoverflowingwithflowers；
andthereinthemiddleofthedrawing-roomlayMirabeauuponalounge，carefullydressed，shavedandpowdered，asifforaroyalfestival。Themostbeautifuloftheflowers，thefairestexoticssurroundedhiscouch，andbenttheirvariegatedpetalsdowntothepale，death-strickengladiator，whostillhadpowertosummonasmiletohislips，andwithonelastlookofaffectiontobidfarewelltohisweepingfriends——farewelltotheflowersandthesunlight!
Onhisloftybrow，onhissmilinglips，therewaswritten，afterDeathhadclaimedhim，afterthegladiatorhadfallen，“Thedyingonegreetsyou!“
Thedayofhisdeathwasthedayofhislasttriumph；andtheflowersthatallParissenttohim，weretoMirabeauthepartingwordofloveandadmiration!
FourtimesdailythekinghadsenttoinquireafterMirabeau’swelfare，andwhenatnoon，onthe2dofApril，CountdelaMarckbroughtthetidingsofhisdeath，thekingturnedpale。“Disasterishoveringoverus，“hesaid，sadly，“Deathtooarrayshimselfonthesideofourenemies!“
MarieAntoinettewasalsoverydeeplymovedbythetidings。“Hewantedtosaveus，andthereforemustdie!Theburdenwastooheavy，thepillarhasbrokenundertheweight；thetemplewillplungedownandburyusbeneathitsruins，ifwedonothastentosaveourselves!Mirabeau’sbequestwashiscounseltospeedyandsecretflight!Wemustfollowhisadvice，wemustremovefromParis。MaythespiritofMirabeauenlightentheheartoftheking，thathemaybewillingtodowhatisnecessary，——thathemaybewillingtoleaveParis!“
AllPariswasagainincommotion，fear，anduproar。Thefuriesoftherevolution，themarket-women，wenthowlingagainthroughthestreetsonthe20thofJune，1791，utteringtheirhorridcursesuponthekingandtheAustrianwoman，andhurlingtheirsavagewordsanddirtysongsagainstMadameVeto，againstlachienned’Autriche。
AroundtheTuileriesstoodinimmensemassesthecorpsoftheNationalGuard，withgraveandthreateningmien，andwithdifficultyholdingbackthepeople，whowerefillingthewholebroadsquareinfrontofthepalace，andwhocouldonlywithgreateffortbepreventedfrombreakingthroughthosestrongcordonsofguardswhoheldbothendsofthestreetleadingtotheTuileries，andkeptatleastthemiddleofthewayfreeandopen。
Itwasawayfortheking，thequeen，andtheroyalfamily，whoweretoreenterParisthatday。Lafayettehad，attheorderoftheNationalAssembly，gonewithsomeregimentsoftheguardtoVarennes，toconductthekingbacktothecapital。Thousandsuponthousandshadhurriedoutafterhiminordertoobservethisreturnoftherepresentativesofmonarchy，andtotakepartinthisfuneralprocession!
Foritwasafuneralofthemonarchywhichwascelebratedthatday；
andthisgreat，heavycarriage，surroundedbysoldiers，andtheribald，mockingpopulace——thisgreatcarriage，whichnowdrovealongthestreetsleadingtotheTuileries，amidthethunderofcannon，andthepealsofbellsfromtowers，wasthefuneralcarofmonarchy。
Theking，thequeen，theroyalchildren，thesisteroftheking，MadameTourzel，andthetwodeputieswhomtheNationalAssemblyhadsenttoVarennestoaccompanytheroyalfamily，PetionandBarnave，wereinthiscarriage。
TheyhadtriedtofollowtheadviceofthedyingMirabean，andtosavethemselvesfromtherevolution。Thatwastheoffenceofthiskingandthisqueen，whowerenowbroughtbackintriumphtotheTuileries，thepalaceofkings，andfromthattimearoyalprison。
Tri-coloredbannerswavedfromallroofsandfromallwindows；
placardsweredisplayedeverywhere，bearinginimmenselettersthewords：“Whoeverapplaudsthekingshallbescourged；whoverinsultshimshallbehanged!“
Theyhadwishedtoescape，theseunhappyones，whoarenowbroughtbackfromVarennes，wheretheywereidentifiedanddetained。Nowtheywerereturning，nolongerthemasters，buttheprisonersoftheFrenchnation!TheNationalAssemblyhadpassedadecree，whosefirstarticlewas：“Thekingistemporarilysetasidefromthefunctionsofroyalty；“andwhosesecondandthirdarticleswere，“thatsosoonasthekingandhisfamilyshallbebroughtbacktotheTuileries，aprovisionalwatchshallbesetoverhim，aswellasoverthequeenandthedauphin，which，underthecommandofthegeneral-in-chiefoftheNationalGuardofParis，shallberesponsiblefortheirsafetyandfortheirdetention。“
ThekingandthequeenreturnedtoParisasprisoners，andLafayettewastheirjailer。ThemasterofFrance，themany-headedKingoftheFrenchnation，wastheNationalAssembly。
Sad，dreadfuldaysofhumiliation，ofresignation，ofperilsandanxieties，nowfollowedfortheroyalfamily，theprisonersoftheTuileries，whowerewatcheddayandnightbyspyingeyes，andwhosedoorsmustremainopendayandnight，inorderthatofficersonguardmightlookwithouthindranceintotheapartmentsinwhichtheprisonersoftheFrenchnationlived。
Duringthefirstweekafterthesadreturn，thespiritofthequeenseemedtobebroken，herenergiestobeimpairedforever。Shehadnomorehope，nomorefear；shethrewoutnonewplansforescaping，sheneitherworkednorwrote。Sheonlysatstillandsadforhours，andbeforehereyespassedthedreadfulpicturesofthetimejustgoneby，presentingthemselveswithdreadfulvividness，andintherecollectionanguishingherspirit。Sherecalledtheexcitementandanxietyofthedaywhichprecededtheflight。Shesawherself，aswithtremblinghandssheputonthegarmentsofoneofherwaiting-
maids，andthendisguisedthedauphiningirl’sclothes；sheheardtheboyaskinganew，withhispleasantsmile：“Arewegoingtoplaytheatre，mammaqueen？“Thenshesawherselfonthestreetalone，waitingwithoutanyprotectionorcompanyforthecarriagewhichwastotakeherup，aftertakingupatanotherplacethekingandthetwochildren。Sherecalledthedriveinthedarknight，theheatintheclose，heavycarriage，thedreadfulalarmwhensuddenly，afteratwelvehours’drive，thecarriagebroke，andalldismountedtoclimbthehilltothevillagewhichlaybeforethem，andwheretheyhadtowaittillthecarriagecouldberepaired。Thenthejourneyon，thedelayinVarennea，thecry，“Theyarerecognized。“Thentheconfusion，themarch，theanguishofthehoursfollowing，andfinallythatlasthourofhopewhen，inthepoorchamberoftheshopkeeperSauce，hiswifestandingnearthebedonwhichthelittleprinceslept，sheconjuredhiswifetosavethekingandfindhimahiding-place。Thensheheardagainbeforeherearsthewoman’shardvoiceansweringher：
“Madame，itcannotbe；Ilovemyhusband，too，andIalsohavechildren，butmyhusbandwerelostifIsavedyours。“Thensheheardafreshthecries，themarch；sawthearrivaloftheParisregimentsandthedeputieswhomtheNationalAssemblysenttoconducttheroyalrefugeesbacktoParis。Thensherecalledthedriveback，crowdedintothecarriagewiththedeputies，andtheribaldpopulaceroaringaround。Asshethoughtofallthesethings，ashudderranthroughtheformoftheunhappyqueen，andtearsstreamedunrestrainedlyfromhereyes。