Some fifty determined men suddenly emerged from a side alley, and began to run through the streets, saying, "To arms! Long live the Representatives of the Left! Long live the Constitution!" The disarming of the National Guards began. It was carried out more easily than on the preceding evening. In less than an hour more than 150 muskets had been obtained. In the meanwhile the street became covered with barricades. CHAPTER X. MY VISIT TO THE BARRICADE My coachman deposited me at the corner of Saint Eustache, and said to me, "Here you are in the hornets' nest." He added, "I will wait for you in the Rue de la Vrillière, near the Place des Victoires. Take your time." I began walking from barricade to barricade. In the first I met De Flotte, who offered to serve me as a guide. There is not a more determined man than De Flotte. I accepted his offer; he took me everywhere where my presence could be of use. On the way he gave me an account of the steps taken by him to print our proclamations; Boulé's printing-office having failed him, he had applied to a lithographic press, at No. 30, Rue Bergère, and at the peril of their lives two brave men had printed 500 copies of our decrees. These two true-hearted workmen were named, the one Rubens, the other Achille Poincellot. While walking I made jottings in pencil (with Baudin's pencil, which I had with me); I registered facts at random; I reproduce this page here. These living facts are useful for History; the _coup d'état_ is there, as though freshly bleeding.