Weekly national intelligencer. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1841-1869, 1852-01-31

lecuon OF tracts OF which The Darymans Daughter is
one and gave short yeps of fear whenever the door
opened Fear like every other emotion is contagious
Remarkng many white faces, much subdued utter
ance many cowed and terrified looks thought very
likely that might get frightened too So, having been
up all the previous night, / went to bed.
slept; dreamt Of locomotive engine blowing up,
and turning into helast Of pantomime with estate
of SIEGE displayed in coored fires. dreamt lived
next door to an undertaken, or trunk-maker ma
nufacturer Of fireworks. awoke to the rattle of
kerry in the dstance-soon soon to be followed by
the of the cannon.
am not fighting man. 'Tis not my vocation Hal I"
not ashamed to say that did grid my sword on
my thigh and sally out to conquer TO de- that did
not ensconce myself at second floor window and pick
off Ia Charles L the leaders of the enemy below Had
been our own correspondent might have written,
in the intervals of fighting terrific accounts of the
bat cartridge paper, with pen made from bnyonet
dipped in gunpowder and gore. Had been I" our
artist, might have mounted monster barricade,
ing the flag of freedom with hand and taking sketches
with the other; but being neither, did not do any
thing of the kind will tell you what did, withdrew
with seven Englishmen vaorous myself apart
ment which, have to believe is below the base
ment heor and there in company with sundry carons of
particular cognac and large box of cigars passed the
remainder of the day.
sincerely hope that shall pass such another
We rallied each other, talked laughed and essayed to
sing but the awful consciousness Of the horror Of our
situation hung all-the knowledge that within
few hundred yards Of us Gods image being wantony
deaced that in the streets hard by in the heart Of the
most civilized city of the world within stones throw of
all that is gay luxurious splendid IN Paris speak
ing the same language worsiipping the God,
shooting each other like wild beasts that every time
heard the sharp cracking of the muskey message Of
death gone forth to hundreds that every time the
Internal artillery nearer, clearer deadler than be-
fore broke roaring the ear the ground cum
bered with corpses. Glorious warl should like the
amateurs Of sham fights snowy reviews and scientific ball
practice, to have sat with the cellar that Thurs
day and listened to the rattle and the should
like them to have been when venturing during
lu about half past four, and gancing nervousy from
our regiment of dragons laundering
past pointing their pistols AT the windows and shouting
at those within with oaths to retire from them should
like the young ladies who waltz with the dear Lancers
to have seen these Lancers in stained white cloaks with
their murderous weapons couched should like those
who admire the Horse Guards the prancng steeds the
shining casques and curasses the massive epaulets and
dangling sabres the trim mousache rreproachabe buck
SKINS and dazzling boots to have these cuiras
sers gaop by their sorry horses covered with mud and
sweat their haggard faces blackened with gunpowder;
their shabby accourements and battered helmets. The
bloody swords the dirt the hoarse voices unkempt boards
Glorious war think the sight of those horrible troop
would do its admirers than all the orators
of the Peace Society could do in twelvemonth.
We dined-without the ladies' of course-and sat up
until very late the and musketry roaring
while till nearly midnight; then it stopped
To recommence again, however, the next friday
morning Yesterday they had been fighting all day on
the Bouleyards from the Madeleine to the Temple To-
day they numbering each other at Bevle, at La
Chapee st. Denis, at Montmartre Happily the firing
ceased at about nine o'clock, and we heard no more
do not of course pretend to give any account of what
really took place in the streets Thursday, how many
barrcades erected and how they defended
destroyed do not presume to treat Of the details Of
the combat myself combining what have to say to
description of what really of the social aspect Of
the city The journals have given full accounts Of what
brgades executed what manGuvres of how many were
shot to death here and how many bayoneted there.
On Friday at noon, the embargo the cabs
moved although that the omnbuses continued; and
circulation for footpassengers became toleraby safe in
the Quarter ST. Honore, the Bouleyards went into
English chemists shop in the de la Paix for a
bottle Of soda-water. The chemist lying dead up
stairs, shot He going from his shop to another
establishment he had in the Faubourg Possonere to have
the shutters shut, apprehending disturbance. En-
tangled for moment on the Boulevard close to the rue
Lepeleter, among crowd of we'll dressed persons prin
cipally English and Americans, order given to
clear the Boulevard charge Of Lancers made the
firing their pistols wantony among the flying crowd
and the chemist shot dead Scores of similar incl
dents took place that dreadful Thursday afternoon
Friends, acquaintance Of my own had friends, neigh
bors relations, servants, killed Yet it was all accident
chance medley; excusabe Of course How were the sol
ders to distinguish between insurgents and sghtseersf
These murders we're after all but few Of the thorns to
be found in the rosebush Of glorious war;
From the street which in old Paris times used to 20 by
the of the Rue Royale, and which know by the
token that there is English pastry the right
hand side coming down, where in old daysI used "a small
lad then at the College Bourbon to spend my half
thinking of home in the Rue Royae called, think
Rue de la Republique walked to the place, and by
the Boulevard de la Madeleine, des Itaens and by
the long line of that magnificent thoroughfare to within
few streets of the Porte ST. Denis Here stopped for
the simple that hedge Of sodiery bristed om-
nously the road close TO the Rue de Faubourg
Montmarre, and that the commanding officer would let
neither man, woman, child pass The Bouevards
crowded. almost impossible in fact with persons of
every grade from the lion" of the Jockey Club the
English nobleman to the pretty grisec in her white cap
and the scowling, bearded citizen clad in blouse and
calotte, and looking very much if he knew Of
barrcade than he chose to aver The houses either
side of the way bore ghfu traces of the combat Of the
previous day. The Maison Dore the Cafe Anglas the
Opera Comique Tortonis, the Jockey Club, the Belle
Jardanere the Hotel des Aaires erangeres and
might almost say hundreds Of the houses, had their
windows smashed the magnificent sheets of glass
starred with balls the walls pock-marked with bullets
scanned and Scared and blackened with gunpowder.
grocer close TO the Rue de Marvaux told he had not
been able to open his door that morning for the dead
bodies piled the step before it, Round all the trees
1.-THE old trees cut down for former barbados in
circle in these circles there pools Of blood The
people-the extraordinary nimtable consistently ncon
sstent French peopewere loungng about
looking at these things with pleased angud curiosity
They padded in the pools of blood they traced cuousy
the struggles of wounded wretch, who, shot
bred the curbsone had painfully, OBVIOUSLY dragged
himself $50 the gouts Of blood showed) doorstep to
die They felt the walls pted by musket bullets they
poked their walking into the holes made by the
cannon balls. 1t was good play to them. /
The road on either side lined with dragons armed
capdpS The poor tired horses munching the for
age with which the muddy ground srewed, and the
liatloealv ahant short