Early on July 14
a crowd of eight thousand men invaded the Hotel des Invalides, and captured
32,000 muskets, some powder, and twelve pieces of artillery. Suddenly
someone cried out, "To the Bastille!" Why the Bastille? Not
to release its prisoners, who were only seven; and generally, since
1715, it had been used as a place of genteel confinement for the well
to do. But this massive fortress, one hundred feet high, with walls
thirty feet thick, and surrounded by a moat seventy-five feet wide,
had long been a symbol of despotism; it stood in the public mind for
a thousand prisons and secret dungeons. Perhaps most important of all,
the Bastille was said to contain a great store of arms and ammunition,
especially powder, of which the rebels had little. In the fortress was
a garrison of eighty-two French soldiers and thirty-two Swiss Guards,
under the command of the Marquis de Launay, a man of mild temper but
popularly reported to be a monster of cruelty.
About one o'clock
in the afternoon eighteen of the rebels climbed the wall of an adjoining
structure, leaped into the forecourt of the Bastille, and lowered two
drawbridges. Hundreds crossed over the moat; two other drawbridges were
lowered; soon the court was filled with an eager and confident crowd.
De Launay commanded them to withdraw; they refused; he ordered his soldiers
to fire upon them. In four hours of fighting, ninety-eight of the attacker
and one of the defenders were killed. De Launay, seeing the multitude
always increasing with new arrivals and having no supply of food to
stand a siege, bade his soldiers to ceasefire and hoist a white flag.
While many of the
victors took what weapons and ammunition they could find, part of the
crowd led de Launay toward the Hotel de Ville, apparently intending
to have him tried for murder. On the way the more ardent among them
knocked him down, beat him to death, and cut off his head. With this
bleeding trophy held aloft on a pike, they marched through Paris in
a triumphal parade.
That afternoon
Louis XVI returned to Versailles from a day's hunting, and entered a
note into his diary: "July 14: Nothing." Then the Duc de La
Rochefoucauld-Liancourt, arriving from Paris, told him of the successful
attack upon the Bastille. "Why," exclaimed the King, "this
is a revolt!" "No, Sire," said the Duke, "it is
a revolution."