MARRIAGE OF JOHN LEBRENN.
Under date of January 26, 1793, the diary of John Lebrenn bears the
record, without comment:
"To-day I espoused Charlotte Desmarais."
Despite the circular addressed by advocate Desmarais to his colleagues
in the Convention, and in which he fixed as the date for his daughter's
wedding the day of the tyrant's death, Charlotte, without regard for her
father's very lively disappointment, and unmindful of his reiterated
importunities, would not consent to be married until the 26th of
January. With his habitual calculation, considering the union merely as
a precaution, the lawyer had chosen Robespierre and Marat as witnesses
to the ceremony; those selected by John Lebrenn were Billaud-Varenne and
Legendre. The municipal officer of the Section received the vows of the
young couple in his office on the evening after the Convention session
of January 26. John Lebrenn had several days previously obtained from
his old employer, Master Gervais, the deed of his smithy and the lease
of the house. The preparations, the modest embellishments of his future
home, were finished on the eve of his marriage.
After returning from the offices of the Section, the young couple
received the pledges and felicitations of the witnesses, and presently
were left alone with Madam Desmarais and her husband, who said to John:
"My dear son-in-law, I leave you an instant to go to look up my
daughter's dowry and present it to you."
When Desmarais left the room, his wife addressed her daughter and
new-found son:
"My children, this is the decisive instant. I would rather die than live
any longer with my husband; but I tremble to think of the rage into
which our resolution will throw him. Do not forsake me."
"Dear mother," responded Charlotte, "could you really think that of us?
Is not our life bound up with yours?"
"Nevertheless, if he should oppose our separation? He would perhaps be
in the right, my children?"
"Reassure yourself, dear mother," quoth John in his turn. "In the first
place, the separation will relieve Monsieur Desmarais of one fear, that
of being compromised by his relationship with Monsieur Hubert, your
brother; who, unfortunately, as you tell me, has refused to accept the
proposal made to him in my name."
"Alas, yes; my brother replied that he appreciated your offer, but that
he considered it an act of cowardice to remain passive; he wished to
retain full freedom to combat the Republic."
"Alas," echoed Charlotte, with a sigh, "I deplore uncle's blindness, but
I can not but pay homage to his strength of character."
"True enough, my dear Charlotte, Monsieur Hubert is one of those
adversaries whom one admires while fighting. As I have several times
told your mother, I hoped that struck especially by the attitude of the
people of Paris on the 21st your uncle, who is a man of sense, would
recognize how vain would now be any attempt against the Republic,"
observed John. "In that case, dear mother, Monsieur Desmarais,
heretofore so terrified at the perils to which he believed himself
exposed by his kinship with Monsieur Hubert, will no doubt see in your
determination to leave him nothing but a pledge of his safety for the
future, and will hardly dream of holding you back. At least, that is the
way it appears to me."
At that moment the attorney returned, holding in his hands a little
inlaid casket which he held out to the young artisan with a radiant air,
saying:
"My dear son-in-law, I have found in my strong-box, besides the sum I
mentioned, a hundred louis, which I add to my daughter's dower."
But seeing John Lebrenn repulse the proffered casket, the attorney added
in great surprise: "Come, take the little chest, my dear pupil. It
contains, in fine good louis, the dower I promised you, to which I have
just added two thousand four hundred livres. Moreover, it is understood
that in recompense for the slimness of the dower Charlotte, you, and
your sister will lodge and board with me, without, to put it plainly,
any expense to you. We shall live as one family."
"Citizen Desmarais," replied John, "before accepting the dower which you
offer me and of which I have no need, it is our duty, my wife's and
mine, to inform you of our plans. First of all, I shall continue in my
station as an iron-worker."
"That is admirable, my dear pupil," exclaimed the lawyer with hastily
assumed enthusiasm. "Far from blushing at your condition, far from
seeing in the advantage afforded you by your marriage with my daughter
an opportunity to renounce honest toil and to live in indolence, you
choose to remain a workman. That is indeed admirable!"
"Citizen Desmarais, I hasten to disabuse you of a misunderstanding that
exists between us. Upon mature consideration my wife and I have decided
to dwell in our own house, completely separated from you."
"What do you mean!"
"I mean, Citizen Desmarais, that my former employer has sold me his
establishment. Whence it follows that my labors and the care of my forge
will oblige me, as well as my wife, to live elsewhere than here with
you. I have, in consequence, hired the house previously occupied by my
old master, and this very night my wife and I shall take possession of
our new abode. The question has been considered and settled."
"Aye, father," added Charlotte. "Such is, indeed, our firm resolution."
At these words, pronounced by John Lebrenn and Charlotte in a voice that
admitted of no reply, advocate Desmarais turned livid with rage and
amazement. Forgetting now all his tricks of dissimulation, distracted
with fear, and exasperated by what he took as an indignity on the part
of his daughter and her husband, the lawyer cried to Charlotte, as he
shook with anger and fright:
"Treason! Shameful treason! Heartless, unnatural daughter! This is the
gratitude with which you repay my bounties to you? You would have the
audacity to leave your father's house, would you! And you----" he added,
turning tempestuously upon John Lebrenn, "and you, traitor, how dare
you thus abuse my confidence, my generosity?"
"Not another word in that tone, Citizen Desmarais," interposed John. "Do
not oblige me to forget the respect I owe the father of my wife; do not
oblige me to tell you for what reasons your daughter--and her
mother--have resolved to fix their abode elsewhere than with you."
"My wife! She also--would dare----" cried the lawyer, his rage
redoubling till it almost choked him.
"Yes, monsieur, I also wish to leave you," replied Madam Desmarais. "You
have treated me most cruelly, because my unhappy brother, a proscript
and a fugitive, came to ask of you a few hours' shelter. You denounced
me to the commissioner of our Section, adjured him to hale me away as a
prisoner. You have even gone so far as to declare to me, 'If it were
necessary, madam, in order to save my life, to send you to the
scaffold--I would not hesitate an instant. Just now I must roar with the
tigers; but then I should become a tiger.'"
"Hold your tongue!" shrieked the advocate, in a frenzy. "Do you wish to
get my head cut off, gabbling like that before this man who perhaps
awaits but the moment to settle me? Serpent that he is, whom I have
warmed in my bosom!"
"Citizen Desmarais," replied Lebrenn, half in pity, half in disgust, "it
depends upon you alone to put an end to your alarms, to the terrors by
which you are assailed and of which those about you are the first
victims. Cease to display in exaggerated form opinions which are at
fisticuffs with your real belief. Renounce your public career. The
weakness of your character, the uneasiness of your conscience, evoke
fantasms before your eyes."
"It is a plot against my life!" continued Desmarais wildly. "They want
to draw upon my head the fury of the Jacobins, and have me packed off to
the scaffold. They want to be rid of me so that my dutiful daughter and
son-in-law may play ducks and drakes with my fortune! But the old fox
knows the trap! I shall stay at the Convention. My daughter and
son-in-law may take themselves off, if they so wish; but as for you,
Citizeness Desmarais, you shall not leave this house. The wife,
according to the law, is bound to reside at the home of her husband."
"I will live with you no longer," resolutely replied Madam Desmarais. "A
hundred times rather die!"
"Once would suffice, worthy wife! And it would be good riddance to a
most abominable burden."
"Come, mother," said Charlotte, wroth at her father's brutal language.
"Come. You shall not remain here another instant."
"Your mother shall stop where she is," cried the lawyer threateningly.
"As for you, my daughter--as for you, my son-in-law--I shall denounce
your execrable complot to my friends of the mad-men's party, to Hebert,
to James Roux the disfrocked priest, to Varlet. Get you hence--I drive
you from my house." Then seizing his wife by the arm, Desmarais added,
"But not you. You stay!"
"You will please to allow my mother full control over her own actions,
Citizen Desmarais," said Lebrenn calmly, and mastering his indignation.
"Unhand her!"
"Get out of here, scoundrel!" retorted the attorney, still holding his
wife by the wrist. "Get out of here, at once!"
"For the last time, Citizen Desmarais," quoth John Lebrenn. "Allow Madam
Desmarais to follow her daughter, as is her desire. My patience is at an
end, and I can not much longer tolerate the brutality I see here."
"Would you have the boldness to raise your hand against me, wretch!"
replied the advocate, foaming with rage, and roughly wrenching his
wife's arm. "Malediction on you both."
"Aye, I shall succor your wife from your wretched treatment," John
answered; and seizing the lawyer's wrist with his iron hand as if in a
vise, he forced the attorney to release his almost fainting spouse. She,
on her part, made all haste to leave the now intolerable presence of her
husband, and, supported by Charlotte, disappeared into the next room.
As John left the parlor to rejoin his bride and his second mother,
advocate Desmarais, hiding his face in his hands, sank into an
arm-chair, crying:
"Abandoned by wife, abandoned by daughter! Henceforth I am condemned to
live alone!"