Public ledger. [volume] (Memphis, Tenn.) 1865-1893, 1870-10-03
Entering Z s:se Esnpress' RoOm-"Aux
Armes, CitOyens" Napoleon 10
the Wall.

| A Herald letter thus describes some
of the scenes in Paris after Sedan;
Sir, ah, sir, said the young secreta-
ry to NJ. Ravenez, g here is the key; but
the poor Empress has been cruelty aban-
doned by the crowds she has surfeited
They all ran away and left her alone.p
Tears struggled down his cheeks. NJ.
Rayenez turned and entered the EN-
press room. There was an unmade bed,
with the sheets thrown aside on a small
table, printed prayer.for the success of
the army of France, bunch of silver
medals; in small room further on the
remains of very frugal breakfast, of
which only half had been eaten; boiled
egg, a piece Of cheese, half bunch of
grapes and bread Fhese remains gere,
later in the day, eaten by q man on
guard, whose hunger mastered his better
feelings
In one of the Empress salons was an
agenda, or diary, in which it was usual
to write the names of the staff on weekly
attendance. The sheet 9TH September,
was torn down the middle Had Eu-
genie done this in moment of sorrow
at being left by those whose place it was
to stand round her to the end, and share
her fate for veal or for woe, as they had
shared her fortune? 1t is well that rulers
should never hold courts, were it only to
keep from humanity the sight of such
desertion.
A tall young blonde in deep black
soon joined them. She looked almost
inspired, and Joined with a clear voice
in the general chorus. All were just
then, with extended arms, shouting AUX
armes, citoyens" Certainly that young
girl, in all the beauty of eighteen sum
mers aud glory of birth, was for the first
time in her life brought TO honor the re-
publican banner and call for arms TO
avenge the death of one at the war whose
mourning she was wearing.
From the Tuileries | proceeded to the
Hotel de Vile, and walked all the way
by the side Of a pretty republican girl
dressed in silyer-Gray alpaca, lavender
gloves and jaunty hat She was giving
h6F arm to one of the famed writers in
the Marsellaiss, q great friend of Roche
fort, herself pretty woman, and both
we're singing the "Marseillaise " behind
tfi'eQlpr at the head of battalion Of
the National Guard. They had accepted !
this post in order TO prove that women
could march without fear of hurt among
democrats, however advanced their
opinions.
The lines of people right and left
looked at her with admiration, but her |
hazel eyes flashed and were fixed on the |
tri-color banner. All her idols were
smashed. France had been betrayed;
some heroic relative had been sacrificed;
passion sat in the dove-like bosom;
anx armes-FoVenge Terrible, ter
rible is the awakening of nauoGl bgt
fercer still the fury of grief when conf !
denoe has lost its hold.
Rochefori and friends had just arrived
at the Hotel de Vile. He was not car
ried in vehicle on the shoulders Of the |
people. as some have said. He drove
past me in an open fiacre, but it must
be said that the wheels we're held by the
populace for some time, In order 10 get a
sight of their hero.
| heard what Gambetta said to the |
people who wanted to deface a magnif-
cent portrait Of Napoleon III; Believe
me. friends, he is not worth It; We have
done with him; let's turn his face to the /
wall. Thereupon he had the canvas
turned over, and the people we're content
tl..t tl.. a.. rtto1 oxoouffon chouId suffice Il