Part 32 (1/2)
The names of Dupont de l'Eure, Arago, Lamartine, Ledru Rollin, Cremieux, Garnier Pages and Marie were then read out, and all, except the last two--which were received with a few negatives--were confirmed by unanimous acclamation. The names were then engrossed in capitals on a sheet of paper and borne around the Chamber on the bayonet of a National Guard that all might read for themselves.
”I have one more word to say,” cried Ledru Rollin. ”The Provisional Government has immense duties to perform. We must now close this meeting, that the Government may be able to restore order--stanch the flow of blood, and secure to the people their rights.”
”To the Hotel de Ville!--to the Hotel de Ville!” responded the people in a tremendous shout. ”Vive la Republique!--to the Hotel de Ville!”
Headed by Ledru Rollin the excited mult.i.tude withdrew, and at four o'clock all was as silent in the Chamber of Deputies as if not a voice had resounded or a footstep had echoed within its walls for centuries.
In the distance, however, could be heard the repeated shout:
”Vive la Republique!--to the Hotel de Ville!”
CHAPTER XXIII.
THE SACK OF THE TUILERIES.
Scarcely had the carriages conveying the Royal family disappeared on their flight toward St. Cloud, when the whole ma.s.s of the populace poured as with one simultaneous purpose into the deserted palace. The Palais Bourbon had already been sacked; a like fate might be supposed to await the Tuileries; but the Tuileries belonged to France, not to the House of Orleans, and a certain respect was observed for everything but the insignia of Royalty. For these was shown no regard. The throne itself of the state reception-room--that throne on which sat Louis Philippe for the first time, as King of the French, ere the Tuileries became his throne--was torn from its base, and, having been hurled first in derision from the windows into the court, was borne in mock triumph on the shoulders of men, who shouted that now the throne was indeed supported by the people, to the Place de la Bastille, and there consumed to ashes. In the courtyard, in the Rue de Rivoli and on the quays, huge fires roared, fanned into fury by a hurricane of wind, and fed by richly carved furniture, gilded chairs, canopies, pianos, sofas, beds, costly paintings, splendid works of art and the Royal carriages glittering with gold. The magnificent tapestries of the Gobelins were borne as streamers, in frantic fury, along the boulevards; mischievous gamins were frolicking about in the long scarlet robes worn upon Court occasions, which they had filched from the Royal wardrobe; the escritoire of the King, the key having been found in a tea-cup, was ransacked, and private letters, books and the garments of ladies were strewn about the court and gardens of the Tuileries. The cellars of the palace were soon filled with the insurgents; but they declared the wine bad, as it never remained long enough in the cellars of kings to get good! Destruction, not pillage, seemed the order of the hour, and to guard against robbery the people took upon themselves the arrest and punishment of offenders. The walls bore the menace, ”Robbers shall die!”
In several instances the threat was carried into immediate execution, and bodies, suffered to lie on the spot upon which they had been cut down, bore on their b.r.e.a.s.t.s the label ”Thief!” in terrible warning.
Sentinels also stood at the gates, and no one was allowed to leave the palace without rigorous search.
In the apartments of the d.u.c.h.ess of Orleans, the table was found spread for the dinner of herself and her children; upon the table were the little silver cups, forks and spoons of the young Princes, and on the floor were scattered their costly toys. The latter were gathered carefully up by a workman in a blouse, and as carefully concealed in a corner. The former, together with all jewels and other valuables found in the apartments of the d.u.c.h.ess, were deposited in a bathing-tub, on which a workman seated himself as guard and suffered no one to approach until the aforesaid valuables could be conveyed by a detachment of the Polytechnic School to the Government treasury. The story runs that, on the night succeeding the sack of the Tuileries, the conquerors chose a king and queen, and that, in the palace hall, was spread a banquet composed of the viands found in the Royal kitchen and the wines found in the Royal cellars. The queen, who was a soubrette more noticeable for beauty than for cleanliness of person, garbed in Royal robes which she well became, and with a coronet upon her stately brow, was seated in a chair of state and received the most extravagant homage from her willing subjects, while groups of gamins, in the long crimson liveries of the Royal household, boisterously frolicked before the sans culotte court amid roars of merriment.
CHAPTER XXIV.
A MEMORABLE NIGHT.
Generally, the rogues throughout Paris, intimidated by the awful, immediate and certain penalty for crime, forsook, for the time, their calling. A man who attempted to fire the Palais Royal was shot at the Prefecture. Another, for a like attempt on buildings in the Rue Monceau, met a like fate. In the Rue Richelieu lay the bodies of two thieves, each with a ball through the breast, and over the aperture the word ”Thief” on a label. In like manner were eight more robbers executed at once on the Place de la Madeleine. A woman of the street wrested a bracelet from a lady's wrist; she was instantly seized by the bystanders and shot. But for this summary punishment of malefactors by the people, dreadful that night would have been the state of Paris, without laws to enforce or a police to enforce them. It is true the Chateau of Neuilly was sacked and burned, as well as the splendid villa of the Baron Rothschild at Parennes; but both were supposed to be the property of the King. It is true, also, that some rails on the Northern Railway were torn up, and a viaduct between Paris and Amiens, and another between Amiens and the frontier of Belgium were demolished; and that the railway stations at St. Denis, Enghien and Pontoise and the bridge at Asnieres had been destroyed; but all this was done to prevent the concentration upon the citizens of Paris of additional Royal troops.
A workman entered a house and demanded bread. Meat and wine were offered him. ”No,” was the reply, ”bread and water are all I want.”
Yet such was the scarcity of food that horses were killed and eaten at the Hotel de Ville, on the third day of the Revolution.
”Arms--arms!” shouted a band of workmen, entering a house on the Rue Richelieu. The proprietor, alarmed, shouted for help. ”Do you think us robbers?” was the indignant reply. ”Give us your weapons!”
The weapons were given and the band retired; on the door they wrote, ”Here we received arms!”
At five o'clock, on the evening of the 24th of February, a proclamation to the citizens of Paris, issued by the Provisional Government then in session at the Hotel de Ville, declared the Revolution accomplished--that eighty thousand of the National Guard and one hundred thousand of the people were in arms--that order as well as liberty must now be secured, and the people, with the National Guard, were appointed guardians of Paris.
The effect of this proclamation was magical. Never was Paris so well protected as on that night of the 24th of February, when, filled with barricades, she had no police and was guarded by her citizens.
And how was const.i.tuted the Provisional Government whose power was thus implicitly obeyed? It was founded by the people who obeyed it. This was the only secret.
From the Chamber of Deputies to the Hotel de Ville proceeded the members of the Provisional Government. They marched under a canopy of sabres, pikes and bayonets into halls stained with blood and enc.u.mbered with the slain, and there, at a small table, while the conflict between the two Republics had already commenced, within an hour had they organized their body by the nomination of Armand Marrast, of ”Le National,” Ferdinand Flocon, of ”La Reforme,” Albert, a workman, and Louis Blanc, the editor and author, as Secretaries of the Government; their first official act was to issue a proclamation to the people.
The scenes witnessed the night which succeeded in Paris will never be forgotten by those who witnessed them. Patrols promenaded the streets, the men of the barricades slept upon their weapons, beside their works, and through all that night ceaselessly toiled the press to spread over all the world the news of the great events of the three past days in Paris.
Upon the door of an edifice situated in the Rue Jean Jacques Rousseau--a street which was filled with barricades of immense size and strength--was posted a printed placard, ”The Provisional Government,”