are determined that they shall not conquer
us. Of the vast saving of life that can be
effected in any army, and not less surely also
in any state ; of the economy of sanitary
discipline, and of the ease with which it can be
brought to bear on a community, we have
had proof. No use, however, has been yet
made of the knowledge thus impressed upon
the country. Questions of public health
stand where they did. The soldiers saved to
the country, come back to foul barracks.
Even in the application of the laws of health
to military discipline, not one step forward has
been conceded. Having wakened up, under the
urgency of a great dread ; having established
in one place and for a few months, rules that
should be common and universal, and, having
derived signal advantage from so doing, our
Somnus "down did lay his heavy head," and
typhus has come to his own again. Army
officials sneer as judiciously as ever, at all
sanitary crotchets, and with a pleasant shortness
of memory ask, what good the sanitary
people did in the Crimea ?

THE LITTLE HUGUENOT.

THIS is the true story of the escape of a
little Huguenot from the Massacre of Saint
Bartholomew's Day.

The massacre took place at Paris, in the
year fifteen hundred and seventy-two. It
was the practical consequence of the hatred
of the Papists for the members of the
Reformed Religion, who desired nothing but
to think for themselves on subjects which
concerned their eternal salvation. The
King of France and his mother were at
the head of the conspiracy; and the signal
for the beginning of the bloodshed was the
tolling of a church bell, in the immediate
neighbourhood of the Royal Palace. Men
and women of the Reformed Religion, and
their innocent children, were assassinated,
under the encouragement and superintendence
of the Church and State, in all quarters
of Paris. The chief man of the Huguenots—
the famous Admiral de Coligny—suffered
with the rest of the victims. He was
officially murdered at night, in his own house,
and his dead body was thrown from the
window of his bedchamber into the court-
yard below. This atrocious massacre was
perpetrated in the name of Christianity; and
was invented and directed by men who were
acquainted with the existence of the New
Testament, and who, in the natural course
of their studies, must have read the words of
the Sermon on the Mount.

In those times of savage cruelty and of
worse than Pagan wickedness, there lived at
Paris two brothers, who were Huguenots,
and gentlemen of distinction in that day.
One of the brothers bore his family name,
and was called Monsieur de la Force. The
other was known by the title of the Sieur de
Caumont.

It so happened that some time before the
day of the massacre, M. de la Force, the
younger of the two brothers, had proved
himself to be a good customer and friend to a
certain horse-dealer, of whom he had
purchased, on various occasions, nine or ten
horses. Strange as it may appear, this person,
although he was a horse-dealer, was really a
sensible, humane, and honest man. A few hours
before the massacre began, he happened to be
in the neighbourhood of Admiral de Coligny's
house, and he there saw, or heard, something
which gave him a suspicion of the murders
which the Papists were then on the point of
committing. He immediately thought of his
kind patron and customer, and determined to
warn him in time of the imminent danger to
which he was exposed, as a man of distinction
among the Huguenots. To do this, it
was necessary for the horse-dealer to cross
the Seine; M. de la Force living on that
bank of the river which was opposite to
the bank on which the King's Palace and
the house of Admiral de Coligny were
situated.

The River Seine was crossed by ferry-boats
in those days. When the horse-dealer reached
that part of the bank on which the Royal
Palace stood, and asked for passage in one of
the ferry-boats in attendance there, he was
told that they were all engaged on special
service. He went a little further on, to try
what he could do at the next station—but
here the ferry-boats had all been removed.
Knowing that the minutes were precious, and
determined to succeed in his errand of mercy,
the brave man took off his clothes, tied them
in a bundle on his head, and passed the river
by swimming. Once on the other bank, he
lost no time in going straight to the house of
M. de la Force, and warning him of his
danger. The Huguenot gentleman, thereupon,
immediately betook himself to his brother,
the Sieur de Caumont, who lived near him;
and the two called together all their friends
of the Reformed Religion who were within
reach, to consult on the best means of escaping
the deadly danger which now threatened
them.

After some discussion, the Sieur de
Caumont, ignorant of the part which the King
had secretly taken in organising the massacre,
proposed that all the persons assembled
should go straight to the Palace, and place
themselves under the Royal protection. This
advice was adopted, and they set forth at
once for the nearest station of ferry-boats on
that side of the river.

Arrived at the place, they found that every
one of the boats had been removed to the
opposite bank. This circumstance aroused
their suspicions, and forced them to the
conclusion that the conspiracy against their lives
was sanctioned in high official quarters. They
resolved to return immediately; to get to
horse with their families; to muster in a
park in the neighbourhood of Paris, called