New Orleans Republican. [volume] (New Orleans, La) 1867-1878, 1870-10-02
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A Herald letter thus describes some OF the
scenes in Paris after Sedan
"Sir, alb, sir,' said the young secretary to
NJ Ravenez, "here is the key, but the poor
Empress has been cruelty abandoned by the
towards she has surteited. They all ran
away and left her alone Tears struggled
down his checks NJ Ravenez turned and
entered the Empress room, There was an
unmade bed. with the sheets thrown aside
on small table. a printed prayer for the
success of the army OF France. Il bunch OF
silver medals: i'll a small r0e!n further on the
remains Of very frugal breakfast, OF which
only half had been eate!l; Il boiled egg. a
piece OF cheese. half a bunch OF grapes ana
bread. These remains We're later in The day
eaten by man on guard, whose hunger
mastered his better feelings.
In one of the Empressf salons was an
agenda. or diary. in which il was usual to
write the names OF the staff on weekly at
tendance. The sheet, IL urth September,
was torn down the middle. Had Eugene
done this in moment OF sorrow at being
lett by these whose place il 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 WEI that rulers should never
hold courts, were it only to keep from hui
mainly the sight of such desertion.
\ tall young blonde in deep black soon
Joined them. She looked ALMOST inspired.
and Joined with clear voice in the general
chorus. AL were just then, with extended
arms. shouting AUX arm'es. citoycns.' Ger
tainly that young girl, III all the beauty OF
eighteen summers and glory of birth, was
Tor the first time III her life brought to honor
the republican banner and call for arms to
avenge the death Of one at the war whose
mourning she was wearing.
From the Tuileries l proceeded to the
Hotel de Vile, and walked all the way by
the side Of a pretty republican girl dressed
in silver-gray alpaca, lavender gloves and
.ja,lnty hat. She was giving her ann to the
wife of one of the famed writers in the
NorseHaise. a great friend of Rochcfort,
herself a pretty woman, and both were
singing the ..Marseillaiser behind a tri-color
at the head of battalion of the national
guard. They had accepted this post in
order to prove that women could march
without fear or hurt among democrats, how
ever 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 ban
ncr. All her idols were smashed. France
had been betrayed; Some heroic relative
had been sacrificed; passion sat i'll the dove
like bosom: AUX armes-revenge. Ter
,ible, terrible is the awakening of "a nation;
but fercer still the fury of grief when con-
f;dence has lost its hold.
Rochefort and friends had Just arrived at
the Hotel de Vile. He was not carried in a
vehicle on the shoulders Of the people, as
some have said. He drove past me in an
open tiacre. but it must be said that the
wheels were held by tine populace for some
time, in order TO get sight of their hero.
heard what Gambetta said to the people
who wanted to defacea magnificent portrait
of NAPOLEON Ill: ''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
were content that this capital execution
should suffice.