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That's 20% off your first purchase with Code Short History at LiquidIV. It is late June 1792, a hot summer's day not far from Paris. The fierce beat of a drum accompanies thousands of feet marching towards the capital. A young man wearing the blue and white colors of his home city takes off his tricorn and wipes sweat from his brow. He and his comrades have been walking for three weeks, covering almost 500 miles. They're from Marseille, on the south coast, and are heading north for Paris. Like most of those he's marching with, the young man has never visited the capital before, but now he has good cause. Three years since the revolution began, France is now at war with Austria and Prussia. The Minister of War has called for volunteer soldiers from the provinces to come to Paris to join the revolutionary army, and though the king opposes them, there is nothing the increasingly unpopular monarch can do to stop these federe or volunteer soldiers from pouring to Paris from all over the country. Yet it's an absurdly long walk from Marseille, and this man's body is breaking down before he has gone near a battle. Blisters are burning on his feet, and the summer sun is beating down relentlessly. He tips the water gourd attached to his belt to his lips, knowing it is futile. It's been empty for hours. He's sweaty, dehydrated and dizzy with fatigue, but he forces himself to keep up with the rhythm of the marching men around him as they enter a patch of woodland. It's cooler in the shade of the trees, but the young volunteer is still struggling, forcing himself to place one Foot after another, he trips over a branch and falls sprawling to the ground, his tricorn hat landing nearby. He tries to get up, but finds he can't. Maybe he won't make it to Paris after all. A drummer nearby stops beating his instrument and comes to help him to his feet. The soldier croaks that he's exhausted, that he can't go any further. But the drummer reaches into a coat pocket and hands him a glass bottle, knowing it's his last trickle of water. The young federe hesitates, but the drummer insists. After drinking, he immediately starts to feel better. Now the drummer takes off his soft conical hat, known as a liberty cap, said to resemble that worn by freed slaves in ancient Rome, and offers it as a swap for his new friend's tricorn. The Federation smiles. He is being given a symbol of the Revolution. Straightening the cap on his new friend's head, the drummer grins, then helps the young volunteer to his feet. The drummer begins to beat the rousing rhythm again now, and the soldier, revived, decides the pain of his blisters is not so bad. His feet pick up the pace, matching the rhythm of the others around him. Then someone begins to sing. It is a song the federe have been repeating the whole journey. The volunteer joins in. Every one of the men here knows the words to what will become known as La Marseillaise. It is a fighting song, an anthem. And as they reach the rousing chorus, he holds his head up high, knowing they're not far from Paris. With his brothers around him, ready to fight and die for the future of their beloved country, he decides that he will make it. After all, France would not be France as we know it today without the French Revolution. The national anthem, La Marseillaise, the tricolor flag and that famous slogan of Liberty, equality, fraternity were all forged during that tumultuous time. But far from being a single incident, the Revolution was rather a series of events that spanned many years. Together, they left not only France, but the rest of the world deeply changed. It is simple enough to pinpoint when things began in 1789. But when did the French Revolution really end? How did the relationship between the King and his people deteriorate so badly that it culminated with the drop of the guillotine blade on his neck? Would things have been different had he not married Marie Antoinette? And what was the lasting impact of those dark years following 1789, known as the Reign of Terror? I'm John Hopkins from Neuser. This is the second in a special two part short history of the French Revolution. In the summer of 1792. France is at war with its neighbours, Austria and Prussia. It has been three years since the storming of the Bastille, and the country has changed beyond recognition. Feudalism has been abolished, along with the privileges held by the nobility and clergy. In their place is a more egalitarian society, as set out by the revolutionary document, the Declaration of the Rights of Man and of the Citizens. The new constitutional monarchy limits the king's functions. The real power now lies with the Legislative Assembly. But not all its deputies trust Louis XVI and his wife, Marie Antoinette. After all, the Queen was born an Austrian archduchess, and France is now at war with her home country, which is ruled by her nephew, Franz ii. Then there's the small matter of the royal family's failed escape plan of the previous year, known as the Flight to Varennes. Their secret plot to meet up with a royalist general and his troops has eroded public trust in the monarchy and increased republican sentiment in France. Still, somehow, an uneasy peace has been struck between the monarch and his people. But it is fragile, and now new volunteer troops are pouring into Paris to join the army in the fight against Prussia, Austria and the Queen's own relatives. Distrustful of these troops, known as the Federe, and keenly aware of his precarious position, the King refuses to sign a law authorizing this new voluntary force. In response, thousands take to the streets in Paris on June 20, 1792, aiming to plant a liberty tree at the King's home, Tuileries Palace. Such trees have become a symbol of the revolutionary spirit, mimicking the elm planted across the Atlantic in Boston that became a rallying point for revolutionaries. Arriving at the palace. The crowd finds no resistance from the National Guard, many of whom sympathize with their cause. The assembled citizens sport all the symbols of the revolution tricolor rosettes and liberty caps, but also long trousers instead of knee breeches. Those embracing this trend reject aristocratic styles in favor of the costumes of ordinary workers and become known as the Sans Culottes, meaning without breeches. Seeing the crowd coming, Marie Antoinette slips away in time out of a side entrance. But Louis, wearing an extra thick waistcoat in case he is stabbed, does not flee. He meets his people, and when one of those cornering him offers him the red liberty cap dangling from a blade, he has no choice but to take it. Placing the cap on his head, he drinks a toast to his nation. It is a humiliating incident, but Louis survives will be the last time a confrontation with his people is concluded peacefully. The straw that breaks the camel's back is placed there by accident. The Duke of Brunswick, the leader of the Prussian and Austrian forces, issues a threat of severe consequences to Paris if any harm comes to the King or Queen. It makes a direct link between France's king and her foreign enemies. In furious response, in August 1792, the Federey and Sans Culottes storm the Tuileries palace again, and this time they massacre any royal guards who stand in their way. The King and his family flee to safety at the assembly, but Louis is stripped of his title, the monarchy is suspended, and within days, Louis, Marie Antoinette and their two surviving children are sent to the Temple, a medieval fortress used as a prison. Now a provisional executive council, dominated by the larger than life firebrand Georges Danton, passes a series of draconian emergency powers, and prisons start to fill with suspected royalist sympathizers. A gregarious and sociable bon vivant, Danton is the opposite of his political ally, Maximilien Robespierre, an abstemious lawyer known as the Incorruptible, who lives on a diet of coffee and fruit. Robespierre, who is credited with popularizing the slogan liberte, egalite, fraternite, has been involved in the Revolution since the beginning. But it's not until 1792 that he steps into the limelight. Robespierre is driven by his beliefs. A conviction politician, but an idealist in a revolution can be a dangerous thing. Professor Marisa Linton is a historian and author of Choosing Virtue, Friendship and Authenticity in the French Revolution.
