Prescott journal. [volume] (Prescott, Wis.) 1861-1871, 1871-02-01
LIE CHEyAL NOIR.
BY SPENCER W. CONE.

Whit | was in Pals. A. ID 1851. Mr
Bonai art, N. 3 got up that most hloody
piece rf wprk. the Second Oi December
Eictt, Hugo, aud several either gentlemen Of
great vim, have given him jesse for it. as
iar as languagc can do il. and perhaps the
.whrligig of time may yet bring around its
revenge on ms head. | shall not. therefore
indulge in philippe against the nephew
of his uncle much good AZ il would do me
] must. however. hIr fly recall the period as
a necessary introduction Ia The story.
# was ia th, month of December. 1851 -
The streets were barrca'leti; the people in
insurr, ciinn; The soldirrv of th lane drn k
tr,cnlehtly trnuk-mad drunk-fiendIshly
drunk 1t hrevity also he the soul of wit
their master WIS the vittiest. as we'll as vii
lest scnundiel of the day; tnr his comnnni-
cations with tn dear people restricted them
selves To- such brief aud nia'lc sentences as
these:
People must stay at home or they will be
shot
Anyl ody VIII" is set u throwing up a bar
rca,ir WI lie shot
Whoever is taken with arms in his hands
vs. III h4 shot
.Whnevrr does not approve 81 The Coup
d Etat is friend To pillagc aud massacre.
and W i'll lac shot
Soldiers II an miscreant daf~s To OPP
pose You, shoot him as You would wild
beast
That wa. the pleasing style OF the Napo-
lcnnic communications with all aud singular
rs TIN. camille within the walls of hls good
and 10, al city If Paris Go "at for week
on The Bnj ltvar,is. instead of the time nf
day. n gentleman passed Vou q havonet.-
STAY AT home. and ten 10 one. bullet lrfl the
end # your nose between y"ar finger aud
thumb a. voG were Shawn
Mourn .. u Ia patrie:
C'cst le sort, lie plus beau.
But to lie for me amusement If MI. Nap.
tn. sor"iesi at old beans bad nothing beau
in II. To my notion. and | am tree IL confess
Tia, passed he time in uncomfortable al
tsrnatinns between a sawu aud a shvcr. /
was actually tired Of being scared 10 death
that il kept me- sleepy all da long. aud if
they would only have LIT ne away /
world have agreed even 10 pass the remain
| der of my days in the Kingdom If New Jer
scy. However. that was impossible.
But what a spectacle il was, Boaks thea
tres. halls al deserted. Everybody engrossed
| H. the sublime honor at the cannnnadr A
/ drama ofumitterahle wreichrdness and SPLEEN
| dor at once 1t matters not hing whrlhrr you
| Ia know why the fight goes on in parricu-
| lar spot. IL has all the glittering excitement
of play. and the ad;ed horror nf reality on
/ lv increases the wild fas ,ination OF the Scere
! Love. rage hate. hope, fear surge around Won
/ and within YOU The brave fellow with
| whom ou have the minute before been talk
ing. j. struck. his blood spirits into yonr eyes.
i h brains il,a'tered over YOU 'Yon see
+ red like the Chaurineur in Les MYSTERIES,
| clutch madly for wcagon, and think OF
/ nothing hat Uitering howls like a Wild beast
and leaping over q harrieade upon the drunk
7 a n
| city loading his piece. and grnning over his
work Bouie divinel il is horrid state OF
mind to be in Lobster salad fried oysters,
aud Scotch. ale nightmare is nothing to- it
Lock down that street See the masses oi
| infantry coming up il at a 'donhle quick. =
! Their faces are red With the glornus excite
! ment of Lonis Napoleon's champagne a dis
crtiinn' they are ready ia spit tht ir own
mothers on the points of their havonets
| which you see hristling above their heads =
/ They are drunken madmcn-beasts and ani-
| mails. rlhid tor slaughter
ok over ia the square ihere-a regiment
of cavalry is in positiom-iheir bright helmets
glistrning in the sun. and flashing with a
| sinister light.
| Suddenly the officer in command screams
! out an order. You cannot hear it perhaps
where YOU are but a minute more tells YOU
too well what it is. Ii is an order Ia charge
| What? harricade--sn armed mob of ihsur-
| gents? Not a hit Of it. A street full
of peaceful people; OF oil men and
women. Of uises and children. Down
thunders the gallant cavalry reg IN nj through
the street, the terrified crowd fi.iug like
frightened sheep before them: and women and
children are mashed and mingled by hund
re.is beneath The h.,rs. = honfs
And the mighty troop around,
With their tTampling shook the ground,
| Waving each bloody sword
For the service of their lord.
And with glorious triumph they
Rode through Paris on that day
Drunk az with intox cation.
of the wine of desolation.
Now some poor father would crawl little
way, and make feeble expiring effort to fin,
the child from who he had heen separated
BY the change of the heroes Of The Frencl
army. Vow. across the street. from which
the hu chcrs had scarcely yet disappeared.
litter would be borne upon the shoulders o
dozen men, a bloody corpse upon it, an,
the hearers. boarse with rage. shouting: II,
arnsl TO arm! uncover he il dead Tn
street is slippery. with blood; the shop
closed; everywhere the walls Clipped will
| muskeiry. or prrforatei with great rom,
holes by the balls of the cannon. whose heav,
hoom rises above all the roar of the hand to
han, conf ct in the streets.
Such was the Cd OF December. 1851. il
Paris. family sketched. ] cannot pretend L
desei lie il. | haa no intention when
commenced this remIniscenco. of doing so.--
IL was horror So stnpendous that languag
pants upward after it in vain
= thank Heaven that as far as have learn
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