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paris day 3!!

monument to the republic (specifically the abolition of the monarchy on the statue/engraving thing)

elisabeth, eleonore, and david’s graves 🥲 i left the pink flower on elisabeth’s- next time i will bring one for eleonore too, but i didn’t have enough money, and as i wrote elisabeth to be the protagonist of my play i thought it was fitting that she got the flower :)

THE TABLE (i’m pretty sure the brownish, almost lighter, patches are robespierre’s blood, as opposed to the dark stains…)

some of robespierre’s/the committee’s notes on representatives on mission (?) (thank you @anotherhumaninthisworld !!)

THE PORTRAITS!!! you’ve got no idea how happy i was to see these, i got 0.5s that i will be posting too 😌

sj’s drawing and gun, the thermidor call to arms (more of robespierre’s blood, yay) and couthon’s wheelchair

barere 🤨 why does he look like this

assorted frev stuff!! robespierre’s hair, shaving bowl, and buttons; sj’s, robespierre’s, and le bas’s cocardes; danton’s personalised cutlery; guillotine earrings

models of the hôtel de ville and the chinese bath house 👀

and finally a hairdressers named after fabre 😭

New story just dropped in my brain. Like The Scarlet Pimpernel but the Pimpernel knows the truth about how hard Robespierre has been working to manage the needs & demands of the people & the atheists & the church & the Hébertists & the Indulgents & the peasantry & the Parisians and to manage the deputies on mission & the corruption & the conspiracies (and Sir Percy Blakeney knows Maxime is not paranoid about this — both Danton and Breteuil have approached him in London [and he received a letter from Brissot, who might have been proposing a conspiracy or trying to sell him Tobago; it's very confusing] but Percy's real secret is that he actually is a lazy fop & doesn't work for anyone but himself.) And so when he happens to be in Paris and visiting — for pure ironic entertainment — the National Convention galleries on 9 Thermidor (or 27 July to civilized people) he decides to mount a rescue. And instead of being a shitshow starring Hanriot & Coffinhal, it's the Pimpernel's signature cloak & dagger professionalism — daring, terrifying, and highly effective.

The controversial part is in the harbor when Robespierre point blank refuses to leave France ("Even Danton did not flee!!"), at which point — purely because of the Pimpernel's established way of doing business, and not because of how you should actually treat people — Percy knocks him out and carries him over-the-shoulder onto a boat bound for England. He narrowly escapes getting absolutely gutted by Saint-Just, Le Bas, & Augustin in the process (Couthon has already been wheeled aboard), but when they see that Elisabeth & baby Le Bas, Charlotte, and I dunno, shall we take Henriette, too? and Augustin's bestie Napoleon? are already aboard (because the Pimpernel thinks of these things), they relent.

The sequel is them all absolutely refusing to enjoy any aspect of England, and yet the comfort and rest of Percy's English manor house is forced on them. Meanwhile, Tallien is scrambling to deal with the embarrassing fallout of losing citoyen Robespierre. With the help of and Missionary of Terror Fréron, he (and Collot, Fouché, and Billaud, too) continue the purge that they intended to start on 9 Thermidor. However, the people, who on 9 Thermidor were just confused, have now had time to get angry; and it is extremely inconvenient to lose one's scapegoat! And when the winter of 94-95 hits and hunger spreads, the people rise up. But this time, they are not alone with only a few severely weakened voices of the last Montagnards; Le Bas, Saint-Just, Augustin, & Napoleon? (with Maxime accompanying in an advising capacity [and keeping an eye on that ambitious Corsican (and Couthon keeping an eye on Max)]), cross the channel in triumph and finally expel the (actually) conspiring deputies.

Optional final installment when Napoleon tries some military despotism garbage & ever-vigilant Maxime is still around to say NO! And to preempt the people from turning to him in the first place by keeping things from falling apart completely. [In this AU, their spell of rest and recuperation in England has done a substantial amount of good for the mental and physical health of all involved, not that you'd know it from how much they complain about it.]

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Some primary sources

I plan to add more whenever I find more.

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It’s Thermidor again

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A young widow’s sacrifice

Élisabeth Lebas traded her wedding dress in exchange for this pastel portrait of Saint-Just:

This pastel was drawn by Angelique, the daughter of Saint-Just’s landlady at the Hotel des Etats Unis. She was a talented pastel artist who probably drew Saint-Just as practice. After 9 Thermidor, the heartbroken Élisabeth traded her wedding dress for this portrait, because her husband had loved Saint-Just very much and she wanted to gather the things which had held meaning for him when he was alive ( and I’m sure she also had a great deal of affection for Saint-Just personally, as seen in her memoirs and subsequent actions).

And so Angelique would marry several months later in Élisabeth‘s wedding dress... what an exceptional sacrifice it must have been, especially for a grieving young widow. Back then, with no photography or video to record important events, the wedding dress was an extremely special item, and many women kept it fondly as a reminder of a very happy day...

This portrait and a portrait of Robespierre sat for many years in Élisabeth ‘s house, and she defended their memory fiercely from any visitor who tried to attack them. It’s thanks to her sacrifice that we have the only portrait of Saint-Just of which we know with absolute certainty that it represents him.

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let me cook….

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Snow

“Are you still angry with me?”

The levity of the afternoon has worn off, and guilt is beginning to creep up on Le Bas. Maybe life on mission has made him too hard — and ironically, too quick to laugh at stupid little things without thinking of the hurt it might cause. He regrets the laughter and mockery of the carriage. Now, he feels only tenderness as he watches his wife, who is staring out the window at the snow as though it’s the invading Prussians.

“My dear, I am sorry.” He sits slowly beside her on the bed, so as not to startle her, before reaching out. Only when she leans her head against his shoulder — not taking her eyes off the cold fields outside the window — does Le Bas turn to kiss her head. “Don’t be angry.”

Is she shaking her head? No… she’s just shaking.

He wraps an arm around her waist. “You are still afraid?”

“I’m not.”

Her voice still has some of the sting from the afternoon, and his guilt gives another twinge. Finally, she blinks and looks up at him, and his heart withers under the fear in her eyes.

“It’s a bit lovely, isn’t it?" His voice is a soft plea. "In the moonlight? When the carriage isn’t bumping and slipping over it?”

“Are you sure—”

“It’s not poison to the crops, my love, I promise. It just snows more up here. The fields are used to it.”

She shivers. “I’m not.”

“Do you…” He doesn’t want to ask — oh! he doesn’t want to ask this! He has been too long away from home and his wife’s presence is a balm. But his first responsibility as a husband is to see to her needs, and so he forces himself to ask, “Do you wish to go home?”

She shakes her head violently.

“I can write to your brother; he could escort you. Saint-Just and I can go on alone—”

“No! Please, I can't stand to watch you disappear again. It’s alright. It… will be alright. If you say it will be.”

Le Bas wishes that the National Convention had given him authority over the weather as over the war. For now, he can speak words only underwritten by his own hopes: “I promise, everything will work out.”

Elisabeth lays her head on his shoulder again. This time, she closes her eyes against the snow outside the window and a small smile caresses her lips. “I believe you, my love.”

*********

Inspired by the Saint-Just-LeBas road trip with the ladies, specifically that time Elisabeth freaked out about all the snow on the crops and everyone laughed at her.

From Saint-Just by Morton, p. 144

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I think Élisabeth might've won the revolutionary longevity award; it is stunning to consider the fact that she carried the living memory of Le Bas, Saint-Just, Robespierre, and I'm sure many others into the second half of the 19th century.

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I plan to add more whenever I find more.

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