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THE INSURRECTION IN PARIS
RELATED
BY
AN ENGLISHMAN
_An eye-witness of that frightful war and of the terrible evils which
accompanied it_
PRICE: 2 fr. 50 c.
PARIS
A. LEMOIGNE, EDITOR
26, PLACE VENDOME
1871
Imprimerie de F. Le Blanc-Hardel, rue Froide, 2 et 4, a Caen.
_Paris, June the 25th 1871._
DEAR EDWARD,
To you who have been pleased to take some interest in what I wrote about
Paris, I inscribe this small volume which, according to your suggestion,
I publish under the form of a nearly day per day correspondence.
_Yours truly_,
DAVY.
RECOLLECTIONS
OF THE
PARISIAN INSURRECTION.
The desire of appreciating _de visu_ the results of a five month's siege
in a town of two million inhabitants, unexampled in the annals of
humanity, made me leave London on the twentieth of March.
Hardly landed in the Capital of France which I thought of finding
tranquil and occupied in exercising its genius in repairing the
disasters caused by the enemy, I heard with stupefaction that Paris, a
prey to civil war, was under the blow of a fresh siege.
Sad change! the German helmets had given place to the French kepys;
citizens of the same nation were going to cut one another's throats.
My first thought was to withdraw from this mournful and dangerous
spectacle. Of what importance to me, a simple citizen of Great Britain,
were the disorders and furies of that people, in turn our most cruel
enemy or our friend according to circumstances, as European politics or
the interests of sovereigns make of them our adversary or our ally?--Why
expose myself voluntarily to the heart-rending and often dangerous
trials of a war that had none of my sympathies either on the one side or
on the other of the enclosure? Was I going to see a great people
breaking its irons and fighting to death in order to recover its rights
and liberty?--No--the French people had at last the government of their
choice,--the Republic. There was, then, question of an impious war,
undertaken by a blind multitude for the profit of a few hidden
ambitions: that is to say, a war without grandeur and without interest
for a simple spectator.
However, after due reflection, I overcame my repugnance. I had, in my
excursions, remarked, among the armed bands, so many heterogeneous
elements; that is to say, thousands of individuals of all social
positions and of so many nationalities, that I began to think it would
perhaps be useful to my compatriots to hear by and by a sincere recital,
written by a disinterested pen, of the events about to take place.
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