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oted with a sort of indignation the superior poise and courtesy of the men in the assembly who had been reared in the habit of power。 It added fuel to her enmity towards institutions in which reason； knowledge； and integrity paid homage to fine language and distinguished manners。 She found even Vergniaud too refined and fastidious in his dress for a successful republican leader。 Her old contempt for a 〃philosopher with a feather〃 had in no wise abated。 With such principles ingrained and fostered； it is not difficult to forecast the part Mme。 Roland was destined to play in the coming conflict of classes。 Whatever we may think of the wisdom of her attitude towards the Revolution； she represented at least its most sincere side。 As she stood white…robed and courageous at the foot of the scaffold； facing the savage populace she had laid down her life to befriend； perhaps her perspectives were truer。 Experience had given her an insight into the characters of men which is not to be gained in the library； nor in the worship of dead heroes。 If it had not shaken her faith in human perfectibility； it had taught her at least the value of tradition in chaining brutal human passions。
The tragical fate of Mme。 Roland has thrown a strong light upon the modest little salon in which the unfortunate Girondists met four times a week to discuss the grave problems that confronted them。 A salon in the old sense it certainly was not。 It had little in common with the famous centers of conversation and esprit。 It was simply the rallying point of a party。 The only woman present was Mme。 Roland herself； but at first she assumed no active leadership。 She sat at a little table outside of the circle； working with her needle； or writing letters； alive to everything that was said； venturing sometimes a word of counsel or a thoughtful suggestion； and often biting her lips to repress some criticism that she feared might not be within her province。 She had left her quiet home in the country fired with a single thoughtthe regeneration of France。 The men who gathered about her were in full accord with her generous aims。 It was not to such enthusiasms that the old salons lost themselves。 They had been often the centers of political intrigues； as in the days of the Fronde； or of religious partisanship； as during the troubles of Port Royal； they had ranged themselves for and against rival candidates for literary or artistic honors； but they had preserved； on the whole； a certain cosmopolitan character。 All shades of opinion were represented； and social brilliancy was the end sought； not the triumph of special ideas。 It is indeed true that earnest convictions were； to some extent； stifled in the salons； where charm and intelligence counted for so much； and the sterling qualities of character for so little。 But the etiquette； the urbanity； the measure； which assured the outward harmony of a society that courted distinction of every kind； were quite foreign to the iconoclasts who were bent upon leveling all distinctions。 The Revolution which attacked the whole superstructure of society； was antagonistic to its minor forms as well； and it was the revolutionary party alone which was represented in the salon of Mme。 Roland。 Brissot； Vergniaud； Petion； Guadet； and Buzot were leaders theremen sincere and ardent； though misguided； and unable to cope with the storm they had raised； to be themselves swept away by its pitiless rage。 Robespierre； scheming and ambitious； came there； listened； said little； appropriated for his own ends； and bided his time。 Mme。 Roland had small taste for the light play of intellect and wit that has no outcome beyond the meteoric display of the moment； and she was impatient with the talk in which an evening was often passed among these men without any definite results。 As she measured their strength； she became more outspoken。 She communicated to them a spark of her own energy。 The most daring moves were made at her bidding。 She urged on her timid and conservative husband； she drew up his memorials； she wrote his letters； she was at once his stimulus； and his helper。 Weak and vacillating men yielded to her rapid insight； her vigor； her earnestness； and her persuasive eloquence。 This was probably the period of her greatest influence。 Many of the swift changes of those first months may be traced to her salon。 The moves which were made in the Assembly were concocted there； the orators who triumphed found their inspiration there。 Still； in spite of her energy； her strength； and her courage； she prides herself upon maintaining always the reserve and decorum of her sex。
If she assumed the favorite role of the French woman for a short time while her husband was in the ministry； it was in a sternly republican fashion。 She gave dinners twice a week to her husband's political friends。 The fifteen or twenty men who met around her table at five o'clock were linked by political interests only。 The service was simple； with no other luxury than a few flowers。 There were no women to temper the discussions or to lighten their seriousness。 After dinner the guests lingered for an hour or so in the drawing room； but by nine o'clock it was deserted。 She received on Friday； but what a contrast to the Fridays of Mme。 Necker in those same apartments！ It was no longer a brilliant company of wits； savants； and men of letters； enlivened by women of beauty； esprit； rank； and fashion。 There was none of the diversity of taste and thought which lends such a charm to social life。 Mme。 Roland tells us that she never had an extended circle at any time； and that； while her husband was in power； she made and received no visits； and invited no women to her house。 She saw only her husband's colleagues； or those who were interested in his tastes and pursuits； which were also her own。 The world of society wearied her。 She was absorbed in a single purpose。 If she needed recreation； she sought it in serious studies。
It is always difficult to judge what a man or a woman might have been under slightly altered conditions。 But for some single circumstance that converged and focused their talent； many a hero would have died unknown and unsuspected。 The key that unlocks the treasure house of the soul is not always found； and its wealth is often scattered on unseen shores。 But it is clear that the part of Mme。 Roland could never have been a distinctively social one。 She lived at a time when great events brought out great qualities。 Her clear intellect； her positive convictions； her boundless energy； and her ardent enthusiasm； gave her a powerful influence in those early days of the Revolution； that looked towards a world reconstructed but not plunged into the dark depths of chaos； and it is through this that she has left a name among the noted women of France。 In more peaceful times her peculiar talent would doubtless have led her towards literature。 In her best style she has rare vigor and simplicity。 She has moments of eloquent thought。 There are flashes of it in her early letters to Sophie； which she begs her friend not to burn； though she does not hope to rival Mme。 de Sevigne； whom she takes for her model。 She lacked the grace； the li