Civilization, Western -- Fiction; France -- Civilization -- Fiction; Penguins -- Fiction; Satire
A quarter of an hour later the brave Emiral had left the city of Alca.
He embarked at night on an old cutter at La Cirque and set sail for
Porpoisia. But eight miles from the coast he was captured by a
despatch-boat which was sailing without lights and which was under, the
flag of the Queen of the Black Islands. That Queen had for a long time
nourished a fatal passion for Chatillon.
VII. CONCLUSION
_Nunc est bibendum_. Delivered from its fears and pleased at having
escaped from so great a danger, the government resolved to celebrate
the anniversary of the Penguin regeneration and the establishment of
the Republic by holding a general holiday.
President Formose, the Ministers, and the members of the Chamber and of
the Senate were present at the ceremony.
The Generalissimo of the Penguin army was present in uniform. He was
cheered.
Preceded by the black flag of misery and the red flag of revolt,
deputations of workmen walked in the procession, their aspect one of
grim protection.
President, Ministers, Deputies, officials, heads of the magistracy and
of the army, each, in their own names and in the name of the sovereign
people, renewed the ancient oath to live in freedom or to die. It was
an alternative upon which they were resolutely determined. But they
preferred to live in freedom. There were games, speeches, and songs.
After the departure of the representatives of the State the crowd of
citizens separated slowly and peaceably, shouting out, “Hurrah for the
Republic!” “Hurrah for liberty!” “Down with the shaven pates!”
The newspapers mentioned only one regrettable incident that happened on
that wonderful day. Prince des Boscénos was quietly smoking a cigar in
the Queen’s Meadow when the State procession passed by. The prince
approached the Minister’s carriage and said in a loud voice: “Death to
the Republicans!” He was immediately apprehended by the police, to whom
he offered a most desperate resistance. He knocked them down in crowds,
but he was conquered by numbers, and, bruised, scratched, swollen, and
unrecognisable even to the eyes of his wife, he was dragged through the
joyous streets into an obscure prison.
The magistrates carried on the case against Chatillon in a peculiar
style. Letters were found at the Admiralty which revealed the
complicity of the Reverend Father Agaric in the plot. Immediately
public opinion was inflamed against the monks, and Parliament voted,
one after the other, a dozen laws which restrained, diminished,
limited, prescribed, suppressed, determined, and curtailed, their
rights, immunities, exemptions, privileges, and benefits, and created
many invalidating disqualifications against them.
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