Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, Volume 64, No. 398, December 1848Various
History
Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, Volume 64, No. 398, December 1848
Various
England -- Periodicals; Scotland -- Periodicals
arm-chair was carried by assault. In an instant every thing was swept
away. The _bureau_ of the Assembly was filled with workmen, who
assumed heroic postures, stamped upon and broke every thing. The
representatives could do nothing in this scene of devastation. One by
one they retired. The clubs remained masters of the field of battle,
and the Red banner floated in the hall. The scene attained the utmost
height of confusion. The clubs had the power, or thought they had, but
knew not what to do with it. Lists were made out, and again destroyed.
Names were proclaimed, and forthwith hissed. It was the Tower of
Babel. Who can say how it would have ended but for the interference of
the _mobile_? Brave _mobile_! At the very moment they were least
expected, their drums resounded close at hand." The sound was enough
for the rioters, who ran in every direction, and in ten minutes the
hall was clear. Malvina subjoins her indignant reflections on these
extraordinary scenes, casts a considerable deal of dirt upon the
beards of the Provisional Government, and is curious to know what sort
of fricassee Buonaparte would have made of such a set of braggarts and
incapables.
Madame Paturot had borne herself with her accustomed valour in the
midst of the scuffle, and was then under Simon's protection. Jerome,
no longer anxious on her account, is about to retire to rest, when a
tremendous noise is heard on the staircase, and Oscar rushes in,
imploring shelter and concealment, and declaring himself a state
criminal. He had been to the Hotel de Ville with the insurgents;
Percheron and Comtois had recognised him, and, in memory of his having
stood treat at Ville d'Avray, had elected him general on the spot. The
Hotel de Ville taken, it was necessary to appoint a government. A
party of workmen established themselves in a sumptuous saloon, on
velvet cushions and rich carpets, to deliberate on this important
point. Percheron had his list cut and dried in his head. It was heard
with acclamation, at once adopted, and inscribed upon a slate hung
against the wall. The three first names ran thus:--
OSCAR, President of the Council.
PERCHERON, Minister of Finance.
COMTOIS, Minister at War.
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