Paris under the Commune: The Seventy-Three Days of the Second Siege; with Numerous Illustrations, Sketches Taken on the Spot, and Portraits (from the Original Photographs)Leighton, John
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Paris under the Commune: The Seventy-Three Days of the Second Siege; with Numerous Illustrations, Sketches Taken on the Spot, and Portraits (from the Original Photographs)
Leighton, John
Paris (France) -- History -- Commune, 1871
As we talked we were approaching the Rue de la Paix. All at once a
horrible noise was heard. It was the report of musketry. A white smoke
rose along the walls, cries issued from all parts, the crowd fled
terrified, and a hundred yards before us I saw a woman fall. Is she
wounded or dead? What is this massacre? What fearful deeds are passing
in open day, in this glorious sunshine? We had scarcely time to escape
into one of the cross-streets, followed by the frightened crowd, when
the shops were closed, hurriedly, and the horrible news spread to all
parts of terrified Paris.
Reports, varying extremely in form, spread with extraordinary rapidity;
some were grossly exaggerated, others the reverse. “Two hundred victims
have fallen,” said one. “There were no balls in the guns,” said
another. The opinions regarding the cause of the conflict were
strangely various. Perhaps we shall never know, with absolute
certainty, what passed in the Place, Vendôme and the Rue de la Paix.
For myself, I was at once; too far and too near the scene of action;
too near, for I had narrowly missed being killed; too far, for I saw
nothing but the smoke and the flight, of the terrified crowd.
One thing certain is that the Friends of Order who, yesterday,
succeeded in assembling a large number of citizens, had to-day tried to
renew its attempt at pacification by unarmed numbers. Three or four
thousand persons entered the Rue de la Paix towards two o’clock in the
afternoon, crying, “_L’Ordre! L’Ordre! Vive l’Ordre!_” The Central
Committee had doubtless issued severe orders, for the foremost
sentinels of the Place, far from presenting arms to the “Friends of
Order,” as they had done the day before, formally refused to let them
continue their way. And then what happened? Two crowds were face to
face; one unarmed, the other armed, both under strong excitement, one
trying to press forward, the other determined to oppose its passage. A
pistol-shot was heard. This was a signal. Down went the muskets, the
armed crowd fired, and the unarmed dispersed in mad flight, leaving
dead and wounded on their path.
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