The Birmingham age-herald., 1910-12-11

Adellne and Pascalet embraced and
 kissed each other, declared that the
 daughter of his friend Vauciair and this
 adopted son of his were sure to marry
 in the future, and thought that they
 would suit each other perfectly.
 As soon as the Marseillais battalion ar rived in Paris they were for at once stoIming the Kings castle and dictatins
 terms to him. But the Paris revolution
 tsts were having a sane spell after their
 frenzy, and Santerre, the brewer, who was playing fast and loose with both sides, advocated a waiting policy. The Reds of the Midi were indignant. Had they marched all the weary leagues that lay between Provence and Paris to re- main inactive, listening to the sound and fury of the speeches of the Jacobins? l? But the carpenter kept on making his guillotines and pressed Vauclair into ser vice to help him. He had an order for TO of them, and they were to be ready by a certain date. Where are those guillotines?' asked vaucla.r. and the carpenter looked at him with a serious face but without explaining. The knives bad not been placed in them yet--those knives that were to sever the heads Of the noblest in France from their bodies and the head from tho body polite. Pascalet climbed up on ths two arms which extended from the improvised bed of Adeline, and wrote in pencil above. on the crossbeam. the word "Adeline." Little did he guess when and where he would again see that written name upon the guillotine.
 At last, one day when the Reds of the Midi were weary of waiting their pock- marked officer, Morgan. stood up in the gallery of the assembly, the members of which were chattering as usual, and cried out: You are all afreidl You st' there shaking like reeds. You are al- ways afraid that something will happen or will not happen. And while you chat. ter we, the Reds of the Midi, walt. We have tramped through th,. heat of ths sun and the chill of the night to come here and finish your business, and you have allowed us only enough moldy bread to keep us from starvation. We would accomplish that for which we came and go back to the Midi We think you are towards. But. as for us, ali we fear is your fear If We leave you to accomplish the revolution there will be no revolution"
 But this speech did no good; the sec tions of Paris were still afraid. Then Isarbareaux and Danton came to the res- cue. They talked with the federals from Brest and with those of ihe National Guard, who were really intent upon de- stroying the monarchy. The Reds of the Midi were removed to new barracks across the Seine, to the building which had been the convent of the Cordellers- where the Patriot club used to meet and Danton himself came to them and served out cartridges with his own hand. And as he served out the cartridges he shouted. 'Liberty. Fraternity and Equai- ity--or death" This was tho sort of talk the Reds of the Midi liked and their hearts were still further reioiced wher Barbareaux promised them that on the morrow they should storm the proud cas tie of Louis.
 And so the longed-for day came and. while the tocsin sounded and the people of Paris aroused themselves at the noise of drums, Ringing Ca Frs." the Mar sellais battalion made it's way 10 the Tul- leries and gave heart to the other revo- lutionaries which had swarmed about this palace of the Bourbon kings Then did the walls of that palace echo to the sing ing of the 'Marsellaise" and the ancient dynasty of Capet was overthrown.
 As, Pascalet was busy in the attack