The Sun.
London, England, 1870-10-15 00:00:00

A SCENE AT VERSAILLES.

The correspondent of the Telegraph gives the following
de,cription of the scene at Versailles on the sth inst.:—
" The great fountains played at half-past two, and his
Majesty walked through the grounds and witnessed the
display. Probably many who read these lines have seen
the Grandes Eaux on a Sunday afternoon, and memory
will enable them to picture a scene that I
cannot attempt to describe. They will remember—or, if
they have never been there, they must imagine—how the
tall stately columns of water rise into the air, descending
again in such graceful curves ; how the minor fountains
flash and sparkle in the bright sunshine, forming innume-
rable little rainbows; and how the fresh clear water, fal-
ling in tiny spray upon the leaves and grass, wafts a
pleasant odour as of new-cut hay, and cools the heated
and dust-laden air. To see the Grandes Eaux play is at
any time a sight pleasing to the eye. To witness the
display, under the circumstances that attended it, is a
matter of such interest as to constitute a veri-
table landmark in a man's life—a day to look
back upon and remember with ever-increasing
wonder. The morning was cold and damp, a
regular autumn day, commencing with a slight frost,
and developing into a thick white fog. About one o'clock,
however, the sky suddenly cleared, the sun shone out in
all its splendour, speedily driving off the field the rem-
nants of the mist which clung to the skirts of the woods
and brakes—like skirmishers, covering the retreat
of the main body of the fog. Punctually at the
hour mentioned the waters began to play, and his
Majesty appeared on the terrace• A large crowd had
assembled, and people were suffered to move about as
they liked without let or hindrance of any kind. His
Majesty, accompanied by the new Prefect of Versailles,
and followed by all the historic personages of the Staff,
walked about naturally and easily among the
soldiers and civilians that crowded round. Two
or three field police, to clear a path for him
when he wished to move, were all the guard that sur-
rounded the great conqueror of the age. Having gazed
for a short time upon the glorious view as seen from the
terrace, the King moved on and went the regular round
of the fountains, finishing at the great basin of
Neptune, where a carriage was waiting to con-
vey his Majesty back to the Prefecture.
Strange and novel indeed was the spectacle as
witnessed from the terraces at the western front. A
dense crowd of soldiers and civilians followed close upon
the King. The Crown Prince was there, walking about
and mingling almost unattended with the crowd ; and
there also were many of the most illustrious personages
of the day—men who had pondered deeply over this
very campaign, and from .whose fertile brains had
sprung the plans and combinations the fruit of
which we have already seen. There, too, in the
undress uniform of the Cuirassiers, was that
soldier-statesman whose diplomacy has astonished the
world—whose name has become a synonym for a policy as
courageous as astute, and so straightforward and above-
board as to shock every tradition of the diplomatic
art. Strolling about in the warm sunshine, in-
haling fresh life and strength in the pleasant breeze,
were a number of soldiers recovering from their wounds,
or from maladies brought on by the hardships of the
war. Many an empty sleeve I saw, and many a poor
fellow hobbling along on the limbs the use of which
he never would fully regain. The civilians were delighted
with the show ; they declared it was delightful—raris-
sant—and thought but little about who had ordered
that the waters should play. What did it matter to
them provided they were amused? 'Let us have
bread and games' has often been the popular cry. What
signifies it whether King or Emperor, Gaul or Teuton,
friend or foe, provides the spectacle? Beautiful, at any
rate, it certainly was ; the clear columns of water
contrasting with the rich autumn tints, and the mass of
gay uniforms forming a bright and moving foreground
to such a picture as is rarely seen."

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Colonel Loyd Lindsay was allowed to enter Paris
on Wednesday.