By this time
it was already dark, all the streets were full of tumult. Heads
were thick in the market-place. At the town-hall stood the
musicians and played the Marseillaise, and then again God save the
King, and then Lützow’s hunting song, and the barcarolle, and
students’ songs. The crowd continually hurrahed and shouted and
howled. I passed once over the piazza before the town-hall, always
with a broadsword of course, for without it one could not get
through anywhere. Rauschenblatt was standing above, and giving one
_vivat_ after another for freedom and equality. It was nearly seven
o’clock. As I passed the demagogue I asked him “which way,” for we
had heard of some other place where the revolutionists were
assembling. “Only not to the Rohns,” he said hastily, “we will now
march round the town.” Then the music had to go in front, and the
whole crowd behind it. Wherever they passed they cried, “Bring out
the lights!” The market-place had been already illuminated for a
long time. Meanwhile it snowed hard. Soldiers had several times
come before the gates, but because these were locked, and Poten
himself ordered them off, they went away again. Then it struck
seven, and I, always a good citizen, hastened with my friends to
the Rohns. At first there were few there; the music had drawn most
of the people to the other side, but it filled up more and more. I
could already hear how the men were dividing up into different
parties, for it was easy to understand that the revolutionists
would disturb us. Now came Langenbeck and summoned us to form a
national guard to maintain peace and order as they had done in
Leipsic. Then a couple of violent brawlers took sides against him,
and would hear nothing of it; “We shall join the townspeople,” they
cried, “Here we are citizens! We don’t want to be nothing but
academicians!” and so on. Langenbeck became undecided in his
utterances, he did not wish to hear of any meddling with politics,
they must let the townsmen do as they liked, not oppose them and
not help them. But he had not presence of mind enough to give his
opinions positively and strongly. Then Rauschenblatt pushed through
the crowd, and Langenbeck became much confused. They got into a
violent altercation, a fearful din was raised on all sides, we
hurrahed for Langenbeck and the other men for Rauschenblatt, sabres
and broadswords were drawn, so that the whole hall clattered; an
instantaneous reflection of it would have made a splendid picture.
I will not make you anxious by telling how I came forward and
expressed my opinion, but it must be remembered that so far there
had been no danger, as in the whole town there was no longer any
one for the rioters to turn against, and therefore there was no
bloody disturbance of the peace to fear.
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