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was carrying a despatch. A platoon of
infantry fired a volley, in order to rescue
him, the people then dispersed, and let the
scared orderly return to his post, but a
gendarme was killed by the people.
About seven o'clock bands of discharged
workmen flocked into Paris from the
banlieue, and gave a fresh physical impulse to
the rising.

Armourers' shops were instantly broken
open and stripped. The Rue St. Honoré was
unpaved as far as the Rue de l'Echelle,
and two large waggons were overturned in
the narrowest part of the street. Some
squadrons of lancers charged and dispersed
the mob of the Rue St. Honoré, while
battalions of the Royal Guard fired up the Rue
de l'Echelle and at the church of St. Roche.
It being announced in such theatres as were
open that the military were firing on the
people, the audiences instantly rushed out to
join their brethren. The ropes of the street
lanterns were cut, and the lanterns were
trodden under foot. Some of the people
having fallen, a party of artisans bore one of
their dead companions through the Rue
Vivienne crying "Vengeance! vengeance!"
especially as they passed a Swiss post in the
Rue Colbert. The blood-stained body was
exhibited, stripped, and surrounded by
candles, in the Place de la Bourse; the mob
shouting savagely the whole time "To arms,
to arms!" Several respectable tradesmen
now began to appear in the uniform of the
disbanded National Guard. They were
protected from the prowling gendarmerie, and
received with shouts of rapturous welcome.
Some of the king's troops left their barracks
and joined the revolutionists. At half-past
seven in the evening, several young men
rushed through the Palais Royal distributing
profusely, gratis, copies of Le Temps,
Le National, and Figaro. Those who got
the copies instantly read them to silent and
intent groups. Before this, soldiers had
broken into the National office, in the Rue
St. Marc, had carried the editor to prison,
seized the types, and blockaded the street.
The office of the Temps, in the Rue Richelieu,
was also broken open. At ten o'clock
a guard-house of the gendarmes at the
Place de la Bourse was attacked, the guard
was expelled, and the place was set on fire.

In the course of the evening, Polignac
returned to his hotel, strongly guarded
by soldiers, and gave a grand dinner to his
odious colleagues, under the protection of a
battalion and ten pieces of artillery.
Despatches were sent to hurry up more troops
to the capital, but several of the departments
were already in arms. The Deputies
had met and resolved on instantly reorganising
the National Guard, and on resistance
to the death. A stern manifesto, signed
by "the preparatory re-union of free
Frenchmen," had also appeared in several
journals, declaring Charles the Tenth out of
law, and therefore dethroned: the six
ministers being pronounced attainted traitors.

On Wednesday, the volcano indeed burst.
The shops from early morning were shut
and the windows were barred. The tocsin
sounded continuously and people flocked
in from every faubourg eager for fight.
Handbills and revolutionary placards were
in every hand, and on every wall. A busy
organisation had gone on during the night;
more arms were seized and distributed, and
small parties of the military were stopped,
disarmed, and imprisoned. Vehicles were
forbidden in the streets. The cries were:

"Down with the Jesuits! Down with
the Bourbons! Death to the Ministers!"

The poorer insurgents who could not
obtain swords, muskets, or pistols, tied knives
or any cutting instruments, to long poles.
Barricades began to rise as if by enchantment.
Tri-coloured flags waved in the
streets, and nearly every one wore tri-
coloured cockades or breast-knots. Still
the fool Polignac, girdled with cannon, said
to his Jesuits: "Our plan is settled; the
rest must be left to the gendarmerie; all
this is nothing; in two hours everything
will be quiet."

Quiet, indeed! Death is quiet. The
telegraphs, including that on the church of
the Petits Pères, were dismounted. The
people had now defaced almost every
defaceable emblem of royalty and burnt
many of the movable escutcheons of Charles
the Tenth in the Place Publique. A red
flag already waved over the Porte St.
Denis. On this day, also, a protest
appeared, signed by nearly all the Deputies,
refusing to consider the dissolution of the
Chamber legal. Amid the incessant fire
of musketry (for random fighting had now
become universal), the following eminent
Deputies, General Gerard, Count Lobau,
Lafitte, Cassinac, Perrier and Manguin,
went to the Duke de Ragusa, and begged
him to withdraw his soldiers.

"The honour of a soldier is obedience,"
the marshal replied: like a Frenchman who
thought himself speaking historically.

"And civil honour," replied M. Lafitte,
"does not consist in massacring citizens."

The Deputies demanded the revocation
of the illegal ordinances. The marshal