"Yes--yes; we are going to hear the chestnuts popping this winter.
Good-day, my old Jérome! We have serious business on hand."
"Yes, Jean-Claude. We must hope to pull through it by the grace of
God."
Catherine, on arriving at the saw-works, told Labarbe to set on the
ground a keg of brandy which she had brought away from the farm, and to
get a jug from the sawyer's cottage.
Soon after, Hullin, coming up to the fire, met Materne and his two sons.
"You have come late," said the old hunter.
"Ah! yes. What was to be done? I had to descend the Falkenstein, get
my gun, and start the women. But as we are now here, let us lose no
more time; Lagarmitte, blow thy horn, so that all the men may assemble.
The first thing is to appoint the leaders."
Lagarmitte blew his long trumpet, his cheeks puffed out to his ears:
then those who were still on the hill-sides or paths hastened their
pace to be in time. Soon all those brave fellows were assembled in
front of the saw-works. Hullin got up on a pile of tree-trunks, and
looking seriously upon the crowd, said, amidst deep silence: "The enemy
crossed the Rhine the day before yesterday: they are marching over the
mountain into Lorraine: Strasbourg and Huningue are blockaded. We may
expect to see the Germans and Prussians in three or four days."
There was a loud shout of "Vive la France!"
[Illustration: THERE WAS A GENERAL SHOUT OF "LONG LIVE FRANCE!"]
"Yes, vive la France!" continued Hullin; "for if the allies enter Paris
they can do what they choose; they can re-establish statute-labor,
tithes, convents, monopolies, and the gallows. If you wish to see that
over again, you have only to let them pass."
It would be impossible to depict the savage fierceness of the audience
at that moment.
"That is what I had to tell you," cried Hullin, quite white. "Since
you are here, it can only be to fight."
"Yes, yes."
"It is well; but listen to me. I will be open with you. Among you are
fathers of families. We shall be one against ten, against fifty: we
must expect to perish. So let the men who have not reflected on it,
who feel they have not heart to do their duty to the end, go--none will
take notice of them. Each man is free."
Then he paused and looked around him. Everybody remained stationary:
then with a firmer voice, he concluded thus: "No one goes away; you are
all, all resolved to fight. Well, I am rejoiced to see there is not
one coward among us. Now a leader must be chosen. In great dangers,
the first thing is order and discipline. The leader you are going to
name will have the right of commanding and being obeyed. So reflect
seriously, for on that man will hang the fate of you all."
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