The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1833-1916, 1905-05-27
A Stirring Tale Of Stirring Times.

A readable, vigorous story IL Afforded
to US by Owen johnson under the title.
in the Name OF Liberty (The Century
Company. This Is q tale OF the Reign OF
Terror, and 1t carries quite the French
air, which may be described 40 dramatic.
compact. quick in its turns, effective In
its surprises. No words are wasted to
tell n whether Barabant was comfort
able in the lodging which his genius en-
abled him to secure without pay In Mother
Corniches garnet in the Rue Maugout.
street In that famously turbulent quarter.
the Faubourg st. Antoine. The faubourg
Is nothing in particular nowadays. We
remember its bullet marks and its heat
In the month OF August. 1t was full OF
very lively interest In the days here oon-
sidered.
1t Is curious how the characters In this
tale, popping In and out with good deal
OF the measure that marks the movement
OF the birds in the cuckoo clocks, are made
to carry of vivid and sufficiently salts
flying idea OF the French Revolution. 1t
is boldly artistic and French as we'll. The
reader will smile as he holds bis breath
and shivers and feels the gooseaesh
coming.
Here is Nicole, the flower girl She
lives in the garnet across the court from
where Barahant lives. One sufficiently
adventurous may 60 along the roof gutter
from one room to the other. Old Goursac,
scolding and generous sentimentalist,
lives Just down stairs. Louison, another
flower girl, unacknowledged daughter OF
the grim executioner who runs the guillo-
tine In the Place de la Concorde. Is close at
hand, and 80 are others In the story, though
Dossonville, an important character with
slender legs. and hawk nose held high
In air, dwells somewhere else.
We should be as ample as the book II we
rehearsed all that interested us, There is
the brewery OF Santerre, with Santerre
himself astride fat vat, where the con-
spirators gather A wonder the police did
not discover them, and perhaps the police
did. boy brandshing q knife runs down
the street crying .To the Abbaye, citoyens.
The tyrants are being exterminated. The
justice of the people is beginning!' The
hungry children in the time OF famine pur-
sue dog who has secured bone and tear
the morsel from his reluctant and dam
gerous jaws. People pay the price OF a
beefsteak for a soup that Is mostly water.
Dreadful stories are told by persons who
have lost Respect for life and for religion.
Dossonville. the lively and humorous pa
triot, 10 set against javoguee the gloomy
and bloodstained patriot from Marseilles
1t is no offense to the ample facts OF record
Of the French revolution to employ colloquial
language and to say that everybody except
Dossonville in this story goes OF his nut.
1t is remarkable how everything was ad-
j,isted at the last. Louison, the daughter
of the executioner, suffered by reason Of
the power Of heredity Her ancestors for
several centuries had lawfully cut of the
heads Of people. She watched the busy
guiotihe for many days, and, fascinated
by it, cried at last Long live the King!"
Whereupon she lost her own head in no
equivocal or idiomatic sense.
An excellent story, full OF vigor and color.
and bound to stir the interest ofany reader.