The daily dispatch. [volume] (Richmond [Va.]) 1850-1884, 1870-08-22
Paris War scenes.


It seems the Emperor's telegram to the
Emp, esq got into the newspapers by mis-
take. 1t Is said twas stolen and sold tc
La Liberte. The Figaro complained be-
cause it had been given as tit-blt to one
newspaper and not to all. Now that II
finds out by what wicked means that toe
enterprising journal got it, it lifts up It's
head proudly and says that it no longer re-
grets 1t was not asked to partake OF stolen
fruit "a. e., sour grapes). But 1t Is not at all
likely the Li6erte would have done any
thing displeasing to the Empress. No
doubt the telegram came from her, and the
fuss made about its publication is merely ~, 60
anpease the better class of Frenchmen, who
do not like the tone of the dispatch, are
not pleased to have such correspondence
revealed (supposing the dispatch to have
been confidential, and not merely theatre
cal stroke of business), and who 90
not approve the exposing mere child
like the Prince Imperial to the dangers and
horrors of war. The affair at Saarbruck
was, of course, q merely trif1ing incident,
but it is to be hoped that even with the
slight French loss the boy of fourteen was
not really rs cool and unaffected as his
father seems proud to assert he was. Let
us hope that for humanity's sake his boylsh
cheek paled little when he saw the mi
traiileurs NOW men down like wheat when
he saw the French officer lying dead "with
his white kid gloves as if he were going to
a ball." and the ten poor soldiers whom his
father losses of so lightly at the end of his
telegram. But it is not very likely that the
boy has much heart he has been brought
up in the worst possible school Of manners
and morals. The ball he picked up on the
battlefield he has made present Of to one
of his pay.fellows, the son of Baron Lam
Inr nd Last Of In m atp rIa
for chronicling the bloody battle Of Saar-
hruck, he has added to this gilt i sketch of
the battlefield with pen and ink, and under
writ: "To my friend, Tristan Lambert,
the first day was ever in battle, Louis
Napoleon"
The Pail Mall Gazette publishes funny
note from pretended "Showman," beg
Gng the soldiers who cried at seeing how
cool the Prince was to communicate with
him, as he wants to hire them to show folks
chow they did it," And if the press were
free, and people were not in too deadly
earnest to stop and laugh at tritles, we
surd telegram. In my last letter l spoke
about the soldiers and soldiers relatives
thronging "Notre Dame des Victories" to
pray for good luck in battle ut the Virgins
shrine. The Empress is said to have actu-
ally gone therc'the other day, but, as in the
case OF the telegram, finding that people
thought no better of her for il, the olicious
Journals have now been instructed TO deny
that she ever did so. 1t is curious to OBJ
serve, however, that she is all the time
being picked ut in this way, and that she
has not tact enough to pretend insensi
bility.
AS write queer scene is being enacted
under nv windows. Two open voiture
came driving down the Boulevard, in which
were men belonging to the Garde Mobile
and all little drunk, some sitting or lollint
in the cushions, some standing, their arms
about one another's necks, roaring out the
Marseillaise. AS the carriage drove by thu
new houses that are going up on the corner
the men stopped the voiture, jumped out
rushed up to the workmen on the sidewalk
shook hands with them, cried out ViUe Il
Repablque J" and then leading oil those o
the blouses that would 60, came up to thu
wine shop opposite and began to treat. No
body Is interfering with them, for they arr
still at it; but they do not seem to make
much impression on the workmen, if, as
suppose, they are trying to get recruits
'Tis plain, however, that they think " Eye
la Repubhque" as good lure as any, and
plain, too, that they are agents. Though
there is license enough in these days, we
are not allowed that seditious cry as yet.
Now comes along an elegant empty ba.
rouche, drawn by stylish horses, and with
its prigs Of liveried coachman and footmai
on the box. First one Garde Mobile jumps
UP behind, then another springs in, ther
all rush up and hook themselves on as they
can. Everybody turns to look, but tlit
prigs, into whose powdered heads the ides
OF such dissertation never entered, do no
suspect what is going on! Now their Mt
tention is called to it by waggish passers
by, and their wrath is almost too great TO
words. They threaten with the whip, ant
finally the Gardes, who are only bent on
lark, tumble out and off, and rush into tn
next wine shop for more powder. A
home, perhaps, this would be tritliDg in
cident, but in a years stay in Paris l neve
before witnessed such a piece of rudeness
such taking Of liberty. 1t is not easy t,
exaggerate the politeness OF the Frencl
people of all classes, in the streets no les
than in fhnir homes