The Conservative. (M'connelsville, Ohio) 1866-1871, 1870-11-18
The Germans at ST. Cloud.

Herr Wschenhusen, writing to the Col.
ogne Gazette from st. Cloud, on the 18th
ult, says:
One day is much like another here. On
our side the most perfect silence, accord
ing to orders on the French side the
greatest animation. They dig and scrape
until the blood gushes from their fingers,
and OF an evening they sing before our
eyes their can can and their "Marseil-
laise, and other pretty songs, leap and
shout half the night, until we are tired of
it, and are al merry as if the world had
never treated them better than nov. / be-
lieve the Corps Francs and other volun-
teers have already ~plundered half the
suburbs, and have taken to the second
hand dealers all the stolen articles that
were Vendible they have, therefore, q glo-
rious time of it. The mob amuses itself,
and the heroic youths, the gGndfns and
petits ereueS of the boulevrrds, give them
selves up to o gallows humor, which will
last until everything becomes topsy-turvy.
Yesterday and the day before We observ-
ed something like a cloud of smoke, from
which al times some jets of flame shot up.
1t was said Il be the Bots de Boulogne on
fire, but it was in quite a northessterly d.
r~ection, and, judging by its duration, it
must have been very destructive. Yester-
day afternoon, when our outposts, after
eight days service, were discharged, the
chassepots, according to thsir custom, in
duIged in a paroxysm. They fired wildly
at us, the cannons of the forts were thun-
dering the whole afternoon, and if any
body merely raised his head above the
level of the battery, a dozen balls or so
whizzed around him. They prac-
tee shooting in this manner; less
SO. of course, in battles. Perhaps
they were celebrating the fall of
Strasbourg, which they must have learned
yesterday. The investment of the capital
is so hermetical, even for diplomatists,
that a Russian and an American courier
have vainly tried to enter Paris. Their
passage was rutused on one side, and both
must amuse themselves at Versailles as
best they car. Our position at St Cloud
is the most delicate in the whole line Of
siege. Not because the charpie which the
Empress and her ladies plucked with their
delicate hands is still lying here; not be-
cause everything reminds one of the sud-
den and contemplate fall of q dynasty
which so perversely led its people to de-
struction; but because it is supposed that
there are subterrsnean communications
viii dIAos W WHICH nbcICOuTec 10 CdIIlou
on. and which must be detected.
I have already told you that wherever
We enter abandoned villages and towns the
clocks still stand on the mantle-pieces. but
no longer indicate the hour. At st. Cloud
this silence has its peculiarly interesting
feature. found clocks on the console Ia
bles of the Imperial chateau which also
marked the day. These recorded Sun
day, 4th of September The end of the
week was also the end OF the dynasty. 1t
is a pity that the splendid grounds have
gone to rack. The flowers hung down
their withered heads; the pheasants run
about the park and look in vain for the
hand which used to feed them. In the
apartments the finest pictures are torn
from their frames, probably by the faithful
servants. In the huntingdon still hang
two oil paintings, IN which the handsome
Eugenie, on horseback, surrounded by pi-
cadors and matadors, is depicted as pre-
siding over q bull fight.
THE Newburyport Herald thus describes
the aurora which has attracted so much
attention throughout the country : LAST
evening, as soon IS Tithonus had retired
for the night aud was enjoying his first
snooze, his spouse, the rosy-fgured Au-
rora, daughter of the morning, snatched
the saffron-colored c~overlet from his bed,
and, wrapping it about her, danced q jig
in the lOrthern Sky." Z