La Villette, a suburb of Paris. A great flame ro

see that, and they have lighted campfires. Here are

k detachments marching noiselessly in the shadow of St. Denis Plain

ming in the woods, Pitou pointed out to his mast

ng new is going on here. Look at th

ire. See the sparks fly

and going up to a group of soldiers in blue and yello

tell me what is t

ly replied with s

y say?" queried Billet

is not Latin," replied th

Imperial Austrian grenadiers)?" muttered Billet, in h

an officer, stepping up; "Und

aid the farmer, "but I

t n

and the turnpike bars, I fear

ou gan

among the Bercheny Hussars, swarming in La Villette. This

the news from P

ker, and fire their guns off at us, as if we had an

e they lost him?"

ing has turned hi

the farmer with the stupor of a

is on the way to B

in a terrible voice, without thinking of the danger he ran in pre

ose from the spot to the sky. It was the barrier that was burning. A howling and furious mob with women intermixed, yelling and capering

nts looked on at the devastation, with t

She bravely burst through the incandescent barrier; but on the other side was a compact c

ar

too roughly, but Pitou tempered it with so polite a "Make way, if you please!" that one appeal corrected th

mor worried her. Billet was obliged to hold her in now, in the fear of crushing the idlers clas

till they reached the boulevard

followed a funeral barrow on which were placed two busts, one covered with crape, the other with flowers; the one in mourning was Necker's, the Prime Ministe

this was popular homage to

for a century and more. He belonged to the Philosophical sect and consequen

is horse without clearly knowing what he was

uke of Orleans!

iberty disappears. He was the more easily ca

o more foreign troops-down with the outlandish cu

y wine bibbing or want of proper food, was nowhere beside the countryman's fresh, full and sonorous r

s, whose enthusiasm had been too great fo

will observe

ay before, he was now one of the instruments i

than he thought of Pitou and the bor

and by the lamps illumining all the house windows, he beheld a kind of walking platform formed of half

d hang on to the harness and her tail. In the enlarging darkness she resembled an elephant loaded with hunters going for the tiger.

"All right, but you will

ication w

r of bearing the litter forever if he gave it up; he bethought him also of the bargain made with Lefranc about swapping the

et to Victoires Place. Reaching the Palais Royale, a great throng prevented its pa

ar

cockades, green being the color of Cou

parley all w

rushed out of the Foy Coffeehouse, jumped on a table in th

ar

e public strolling gro

named them and said that the Swiss troops, camped in the Champs Elysées, with four field pieces, were going to march into the city that night, with Prince Lambesq's Dragoons to clear the way. He proposed that the town defender

was unknown but it was celebrated th

d, shook hands in token of brotherhood

Maggie; the increase of curiosity during the halt was such that more had

Romans at the funeral of their king; he fancied a voice made reply out of the bowels of the earth b

sed; but all windows were open, and thence fell en

n unforeseen obstacl

hment of a Royal German Regiment. These were dragoons, who, seeing the mob surge into the square from St. Honore Street, relaxe

the first to rise. He picked up the effigy of Prince Orleans, and fixing it on the top of his walking stick, waved it above his

dy in elegant attire had been watching it, the easier for him than Billet as he was not

set close to the other, served as rallyi

ead so that he fell, believing that he was killed. But as he did not lose his senses, and felt no hurt except pain in the head, he understood that

was he who was slain and his blood that had splashed Billet. The shock the latte

hout, half rag

ll back in like manner, and the yell which he gave, repeated by the multitu

nd volley was heard: and deep gaps in the th

pick up the blood-spattered bust, wave it over his head, and cheer with his fine manl

had to bow to the weight. He tried to wrest himself from the grasp, but another fist, quite as strong

?" he

stop a little and

his face. Scarcely was this done than a second volley thundered. The Savoya

rse, furious and shaking his mane like the steed in the Apocalypse, jumped over the unhapp

d death! Nothing but corpses strewed the ground. All fled by the adjacent streets. T

that the danger went farther away, he rose on one knee while the other, l

r," said the young man; "we hav

me a

you out

swoon, I reckon. Help me get him on my back. We cannot leave s

e warm and bleeding body and loaded it like a bag of meal on to the robust farmer's back. Seeing