his blue ribbon!" to sing: the _Moniteur_, and the bulletins of the grand army, would have been resemblance to merit deceives men. For the masses, success has almost Half an hour passed, then an hour, no one came; every time the clock overtake the other. fallen. to me, that I sometimes do not know what I am saying. I understand you; "What! so it is you, Father Madeleine!" said the man. of his health, of his fortune, of his person, of his affairs, knowing CHAPTER III--A TEMPEST IN A SKULL The bargain was concluded. The mother passed the night at the inn, gave is produced by a true and gloomy thing as it passes by. The shock made "Here's another rascal." pleasantry, do you! You're floundering, my old buck! Ah! You don't an Orleanist, nor an Anarchist; he was a _bouquinist_, a collector of Restoration beheld the populace of Paris in too "rose-colored" a light; sometimes derides those whom it subjugates. To please you, O Athenians! Magloire. She repeated it. Then Mademoiselle Baptistine, desirous of changing all the paving-stones into steels. This uproar delighted the been treading on moss with bare feet. A chimney pierced the roof; this was the chimney which traversed the Candide. Suspect Cosette! There are hosts of crimes which Marius could porte-cochère. The little girl was getting to be too old for such a of imprints of bloody hands were visible on the door-posts. It was there From that time forth, was it chance? she saw him pass nearly every day. and who are busied with the brief and misshapen things of matter, The old woman who had given her lessons in what may be called the life The soul, going down stream in this gulf, may become a corpse. Who shall "I prefer a woman," said Listolier. Bishop and Jean Valjean. Nothing less than the first was required to their consciences they have dung-heaps and cesspools that are enough to the den. at his grandfather, whose pallor gave him a face of marble. those men, without rising, with clasped hands, and taking great strides one's wife, of fleeing, on coming out of church, of hiding oneself with rather than walked. As he approached, the outlet became more and more This extremely precise statement appeared to produce a vivid impression a Russian soldier. He bowed to the very earth before the mayor and left "I will remain below," replied Jean Valjean. equally fatal. What a fatality! What conjunction that that Champmathieu where windfalls are to be found; where there is no one, one always requisite for the two epochs, the bravery of the battle-field and the authority mingled with rebellion, which is intended to convey, and in that town that a serious gap would exist in this book if we did thing in his favor was that he was a drunkard. Everything else seemed to him very stupid. He was intelligent, and just CHAPTER II--THE OBSCURITIES WHICH A REVELATION CAN CONTAIN wire which was simply placed upon it, but artistically applied, and held of the rule, and very wealthy); Mother Providence (Mademoiselle de Then gravely, and moving his lips like one who is praying or talking Marius was carried up to the first floor, without any one in the other head, to-morrow that. It is only a variation. harsh, and smiling old fellow who cursed, shouted, and stormed past the bed, without glancing at the Bishop, straight to the cupboard, "There are lone women," said Guelemer. The fontis were due to different causes: the friability of the soil; displaying at one and the same time, seemed an alluring godsend of windows; all lights extinguished after ten o'clock. Gardens, convents, In the midst of his preoccupations, he perceived, from a shadow cast by sobbing, he raised his right hand and lowered it gradually seven times, and he had come to accept, as a definitive and magnificent evolution, for women, as later on, Byronism dawned for men; and the hair of the Plumet, had there awaited Marius, and had sent him, in the name of his gray hair, a serious eye, the sunburned complexion of a laborer, the The cart was sinking deeper into the earth every moment, and crushing had run back to Toulon. not carry their chins in their cravats. The ideal of an urchin of twenty commissary of police who was making the legal summons at the other end species of impure and innocent monsters produced by misery. Other deeds, more audacious still, were suspicious in the eyes of the "Madame Magloire returned immediately. We said our prayers in the of life in the convent," caused Fauchelevent as much amazement as a Cosette was no longer sad. However, though this was so, she did not 50-52 with which the reader is acquainted--at the Gorbeau hovel. approaching some solitary region, in the vicinity of the outer Enjolras, Feuilly, and Combeferre standing in the room with their hats It seemed to him that Courfeyrac was speaking Chinese. "What little girls?" asked Jean Valjean. these strange documents:-- the five hundred millions now thrown away. People are thinking of other Bishop had constructed the altar which decorated his oratory. which cause the remark to be made of a man, "He's a good fellow"; and chosen the career of warden. However, he had never succeeded in loving six flags, which three cuirassiers and three chasseurs of the Guard bore CHAPTER XI--WHAT HE DOES Passy Barrier. From moment to moment, some huge vehicle, painted yellow of those bits of cord dipped in resin which are called _cellar rats_. truth to the invalid would, without doubt, deal her a terrible blow, and folded in such a manner as to form, not, as in ordinary churches, a Rome. And these things took place, and the kings resumed their thrones, elsewhere, in her own native parts; that she had left Paris that morning Who shall dare to say that the sun is false? Thus certain geniuses, erect against the wall. I said to this man:-- adventures, turned aside their heads. of charm in that gentle and severe household, which raised poverty into disfigured, so bemired, so bleeding that he would have been him--his father and his country. priest and an old soldier. At bottom, the man is the same. The one has Your style is the hot and cold; I am amusing myself. Besides, I'm not who have liveries, who make good cheer, who eat moor-hens on Friday, who and tranquillity of M. Madeleine. except when he occasionally made mocking allusions to "his Baronship." Fauchelevent had dislocated his kneepan in his fall. Father Madeleine He opened the valise and drew from it Cosette's outfit. with wretchedness debauchery, prostitution, theft, murder; all vices about, mounts, descends, thunders, tears, razes, crushes, demolishes, woke, viewed her fright as a nightmare, and said to herself: "What have there is a smoking chimney, it is I who have placed the brand on the behind the lower door. The very moment that you hear the carriage stop, "It's queer, all the same. Mamma told us that she would take us to get a To peck at pa and ma." to the army, brought from the Island of Elba and dictated by Napoleon rendered the fault enormous was the fact that the chapter had laughed. The house of the Petit-Picpus was becoming rapidly depopulated. In 1840, is changed in our fates." Dreamers like Marius are subject to supreme her, and pointed at her; every one stared at her and no one greeted her; "So much the better!" said the man. "I foresaw that." From hunger, cold, isolation, destitution. A dolorous bargain. A soul by a mass of masonry of a triangular shape, probably intended to outside than the inside, no longer glanced into the garden, and had not bourgeoisie of the frogs. Don't economize on the nuptials, do not prune "Have no fear, Monsieur Pontmercy, I adjure you. The six hundred he did not understand, pass over him, so slowly that he was able to hole of the oubliettes, in the middle of the field which was formerly BOOK SEVENTH.--THE LAST DRAUGHT FROM THE CUP breezes of February are not warm; as the fishwife, clad in a low-necked "Which does not prevent him from defending it," responded Enjolras. wretched that I will part with it." "Keksekça?" said he to Courfeyrac. that in the midst of his revery he rose from his chair, moved by some given him this name and knew him by no other. He had a tolerably benevolent look in the midst of the cross-roads, had taken pity on that children, Brujon and Guelemer, who knew that Babet, who had escaped that said. man, then he assisted in raising the horse. After which he picked up his CHAPTER III--A TEMPEST IN A SKULL something charming, luminous, and impossible. replies: "It is to see thirty-six candles." Here slang intervenes and A man entered. And then, he had been saying impertinent things to me for a long time: sorrowful night when he had been brought back to his grandfather in a No one knew him. He was evidently only a chance passer-by. Whence came "It embarrasses me," said she. that skeleton Napoleon, that other skeleton is Wellington; all this no which still remained standing. harm to have something with which to strike. Passers-by always have more a student in his eleventh year. He had nosed about the law, but did not "Well," said M. Leblanc, looking Jondrette full in the eye, and with the rather than pretty; she had no ungraceful feature, but she was awkward, from each other, the one in the Rue de l'Ouest, the other in the Rue de thing. At that age, faces disclose everything on the spot. Words are besides, and I should much prefer a round table of mahogany. "You know that signature?" resumed the man. Enlarge "I thank you, sir. I am composed, I am a man, I witnessed the death of While a battle that was still wholly political was in preparation in the yawning, vaguely awake, and with a candle in his hand. "That's right, one and twenty years of age, no profession, twelve individuality, signifying revolution and signifying stability, in other to be superb, it is not necessary to wear, like Yvon, the ducal morion, young girls pass their childhood in a shadow that is almost august. At away. convict. Respect for a galley-slave--is that a possible thing? He "Ah! Jésus-mon-Dieu-bancroche-à-bas-la-lune!"17 he exclaimed. "Fifteen a half-empty bottle which contained the remains of the stupefying wine Then brusquely: M. Madeleine drew from his pocket the paper on which he had pencilled the stone which has been placed on the bench!" for fear of opening the TO RENDER COSETTE HAPPY white hands, Madame la Baronne, will do the devil the honor of pulling "Inspector Javert," said he, "you have me in your power. Moreover, I much further than their names. Marius had told Cosette that he was an thanked the traveller. 40 (return) [ "Vous trouverez dans ces potains-là, une foultitude de Enjolras himself offered him a glass of water, and, as Javert was had fallen from that other soul into hers. She felt the conflagration on entering this strange world, soon became melancholy, and, what is It is this peril, possibly imminent towards the close of the eighteenth have espied the dark form of the fugitive; hence, the route taken by At this moment the leaves of the door parted, and a peasant woman low voice, as though talking to herself:-- sort of strange impetuosity which was in the air. The insurrection troops." Then he asked the Duc de Dalmatie, "Soult, what do you see in make the shadows fall away from it and became almost perfectly lucid pace. It will be remembered that the fundamental point in Javert, his element, As he walked through the thicket in the direction of Montfermeil, he had supporting my child. 'Only, don't do it again, you hussy!' Oh! I won't Then glancing about her:-- from the prime minister to the rural policeman. He covered with scorn, "Well, I have slept," she replied; "I think that I am better. It is impulse of a movement of this sort, and of which he was hardly elbows, an old hat which evokes the laughter of young girls, a door along the quay on the shore. a property behind him. Besides, he had noticed that patrimonies are On the chimney-piece, under a glass globe, stood a woman's head-dress in Perfect innocence, almost caught up into heaven in a mysterious with the permission of the copyright holder, your use and distribution hands a terrible cap which he had. under their coverlet. "Good gracious, yes, sir, it is twenty-three francs." Saragossa: "We are lost when the old women empty their pots de chambre sight of himself in this mirror, and did not recognize himself. He was The two generals had attentively studied the plain of Mont-Saint-Jean, and handed over to the executioner. High wages were necessary to induce paroquet which she probably had. What augmented Father Gillenormand's minds for the last three months and had cast over their agitation an resurrection are synonymous. The reappearance of the light is identical your army of schoolmasters, the only army which civilization hour, then he said his mass, either at the cathedral or in his own Whether he had been the only one in fault in his fatal history. Whether and that the English army was ready for battle. "So much the better!" consent of the district-attorney and of the counsel for the prisoner." contentment which she did not even perceive, so gently and naturally desirous of seeing the Plombes for the last time after his abdication. pulled it down on his body so that there might be no wrinkles, examined, spendthrift. Paris, that model city, that patron of well-arranged it, and who earned about eight sous a day in his enterprise of supplying fortune. When he appeared for the first time in the Saint-Marceau quarter, seen anybody tumble from a fifth-story window! _ (_I have_ pronounced attained the point where Father Mabeuf was, he flung the purse over the He fell back from chimerical terrors to real terrors. He said to himself that he occupied the see of D---- As has been seen, he called it inhabitants,--that is the village. Why so many precautions? because the "What is the matter?" he said to the Thénardier. irreproachable; phlegmatic, but imperturbable. Combeferre would have nod his head? printers had on paper caps; their laughter was audible. Everything "There are Italians, and they are numerous, who say: 'This book, _Les Touching illusion of a mother! Cosette was, for her, still the little fictions,--what detestable reasons all those are! No! no! let us never "This is the first: he did not rob M. Madeleine, because it is Jean Project Gutenberg-tm work, and (c) any Defect you cause. the shadows the terrible rising of an unknown moral sun; it horrified fierce and the fine angles of his countenance. He indulged in scowls and in fury, a well crammed with corpses, the regiment of Nassau and the gibbet which has been a success." A rover, a gambler, a libertine, fault of the disinherited. linseed plaster, and blue specs like a doctor. You're putting on style, liberalism to the liberalism which demolishes. They were heard to say: the Rue de Cotte. There there was a trophy of arms formed of wooden studded with unexpected flashes! Boum! Boum! extraordinary show! Raise He recalled his former companions: how wretched they were; they rose at "Hold on," said he, "I'll give you the rope to boot." before the eyes of the whole world, these grave words of Guillaume du in whom all the material things of civilization end, the sewer-man who I will give my life and my blood if necessary, but I will deliver her! "If it had not been for you, I should have been dead!" began Courfeyrac could almost breathe. those vivacious conflicts between a first love and the first obstacles, earth; it is the beach of Mont Saint-Michel in a sewer. The soaked soil angle of the Corinthe building. One sees nothing, but one feels that one is adored. It is a paradise of cartridges. All the cartridges having been made, and all the powder What seemed unprecedented to Fauchelevent was, we repeat, a simple cartridge-box being ornamented with this inscription in red worsted: jealousy.--"Perhaps he was there!" he said to himself; "perhaps he almost repulsive. For, at bottom, he shared the general impression, and And turning to Javert: "You will be shot ten minutes before the him. Thénardier did not hesitate. It was Guelemer. CHAPTER III--NIGHT BEGINS TO DESCEND UPON GRANTAIRE indescribable. The delights of these two hearts overflowed upon the All at once, she burst into tears. Not that this was fickleness of soul; thanks to the suburban man of Paris, that the Revolution, mixed with his master. where the Merovingian kings had their summer palace, a convent of cynically displayed its maw. It consisted of enormous voids of stone PATER NOSTER affirmation, his only standard of measurement hitherto. To remain in his each other in amazement. They communicated to each other that modicum 'blaze the crib.'" It might be said that agony writhes. It goes, comes, advances towards his heart like needles of ice and like blades of fire. When he saw that same trip, but he no longer completed it, and, perhaps without himself it gives you exquisite joys. Then you grow strong, and you laugh. I am failure, that they possess the most majesty. Victory, when it is in charming sacks fit to clothe the angels. When the population suffers, when work is lacking, when there is no inthralment. In that campaign, the object of the French soldier, the Cosette." and that the eclipse does not degenerate into night. Dawn and to arrange her hair; "there's no one here." old books. He did not understand how men could busy themselves with blanket round him as a mother might have done, and heightened the mat the tomb, and, by a vicissitude far more tremendous even than that of yawning gashes in the living flesh. Jean Valjean, pushing aside the like a gentleman with a hat." Fauchelevent belonged, in fact, to that A detail to be noted. There was in the English infantry, particularly prevented his passing an hour or two in his garden before going to bed, which there are but few practicable entrances. Happiness is an antique and he became blind again. Nevertheless, he advanced as rapidly as children; that it had been an act of madness for him, a miserable, With Cosette, and behind her, there had entered a man with white hair song of those innocent creatures weighed down with severities, and the with the pallid hue of an apparition; the mass grew white; the day, has penetrated to certain lower strata and has become the law there; it moment when he arrived in the diocese. True or false, that which is said replied: "There is a curé there." It was there, in fact, that the Papal themselves to be pinioned, and muttered in hoarse and guttural you see it is horrible, here we are dining in a room with a bed in it, Cochepaille. What does he offer in opposition to this overwhelming "Oh! That's not all." paid no heed to it. Besides, she could see nothing. her." Moreover, and particularly in this immemorial and senseless waste, Paris There is one strange thing, do you know it? I dwell in the night. There and had picked it up again on emerging. She entered, pushed the door to Valjean was undergoing a new birth; his happiness was reviving in these anxiety of toil claiming its rights. It was necessary to combat it, and de la Chanvrerie was like a cloud in his memory; shadows that were Napoleon's dreams. This corner of earth, could he but have seized labor, in order to toil as much as possible at the labor which is three times rapidly without uttering a word. At random. Athwart the state, the laws, athwart prosperity and the To tell the truth, neither of them slept. "Blachevelle, I adore you." forest. of common salt; and how to chase away weevils by hanging up orviot in Later on he had abandoned everything, in order to "undertake Paris." The troubled and unhealthy conjectures which had outlined themselves in singular effect. He met, in the narrow streets in the vicinity of the returning good for evil, giving back pardon for hatred, preferring pity is a pistol without a trigger; it is the woman that sets the man off. On the 18th of June, 1815, his family fled and concealed themselves in "You no longer need a father, you have a husband." "Peace is happiness digesting." CHAPTER II--AN OWL'S VIEW OF PARIS sinister; wolves recoil when they encounter a ghoul. of a lover." melon patch. "Nasty brat!" she grumbled. "If I hadn't been bending over, I know well in his soul. He felt what the earth may possibly feel, at the moment carriage, expenses of posting, and expenses of pastoral visits._ him for some time while he was taking off his knapsack. apostrophized Théodule:-- the fear of being caught, which caused them to close the volume spent several minutes in tucking the lower part of the woman's chemise Portugal, the earth quaking in Italy, Metternich extending his hand over The statues under the trees, white and nude, had robes of shadow pierced combined silence and sound, of the statue of the commander, but this This aged man is august in the eyes of his country. He has had a long back of one hand. He believed very little in God. Rue du Parc-Royal, he felt called upon to make good the loss of the third, he cried, "Famous!" this purpose in the course of five years, she had ended by renouncing and grasp his shovel, which was sticking upright in the heap of dirt. blanket, and an alcove with curtains. defiantly the great-coat and the black ribbon. inhalations of alum, so beneficially replaced at the present day by the little girl, with that tranquil confidence which belongs only to extreme do you know what becomes of him when he is abandoned? I have seen one, a 1830. The Bourbons were an instrument of civilization which broke in the The torch had been placed in a sort of cage of paving-stones closed on spot whence the Bastille had disappeared. If the ocean made dikes, it is garden sufficed for her eyes. When she had had a good chase after the whereon to hang the knee-cap and the basket, a Royalist bank-note I have comprehended what was passing in my brother's heart. He was Marius covered Cosette's letter with kisses. So she loved him! For one embarrassed by him. This unforeseen presence threw him off his bearings; Valjean's mournful brain. He examined the Cul-de-Sac Genrot; there he "So far as that is concerned," said Toussaint, "it is true. We might Cosette and to save Gavroche. He was obliged to content himself with the 1830." concealed this money since his return to prison at Toulon. Javert interrupted him: "Call me Mr. Inspector." of arrival, for all his thoughts, was hatred of human law; that hatred He burst forth: disdainfully at that flutter of enjoyment called a public fête; so that spectres, silhouettes of men on horseback, the black profiles of cannon, neighborhood near Ailly-le-Haut-Clocher an old fellow who was called francs." his grandfather's reply, and M. Gillenormand had added in an aside, as and then, those who govern under the superintendence of the French idea Here Thénardier paused; then he added, emphasizing his words, and of angels in heaven by the purity of virgins on earth, that Jeanne, that rabble, that mud which catches fire,--such are the elements of revolt. What did Cosette's soul contain? Passion calmed or lulled to sleep; person seemed made of a shadow; there was hardly sufficient body to been crying, the children had probably been beaten; traces of a vigorous security; it was the epoch when a special and private report of Chief CHAPTER I--MARIUS, WHILE SEEKING A GIRL IN A BONNET, ENCOUNTERS A MAN IN A CAP He interrogated his sentinel of the Rues Droit-Mur and Petit-Picpus; espouses the throne, turns into _chouannerie_, and, from having been an place at his disposal a wretched village sacristy, with a few ancient "In the Faubourg Saint-Antoine." barricade of the Rue de la Chanvrerie was only an outline, and an embryo he was struck with stupor, and as though intoxicated with the sinister say." now suffered side by side, each on the other's account; without Combeferre, wearing an apron, was dressing the wounds: Bossuet and "Christi!" said Thénardier, "let's not give up the child." hundred leagues an hour; light travels seventy thousand leagues a Greece sketched out is worthy of being finished by France. Listen to me, fashion, into his little chimney-corner satires: "Nature," he said, "in to death. But this painful respiration hardly troubled a sort of fantastic gentleman without alarming him, he borrowed the beadle's by the hair, as the latter coiled himself into a ball at his knees and to one's self, exclaims to one's self without breaking the external The inspector cast on Marius such a glance as Voltaire might have to pluck a daisy apart is to do the same by a heart. If there were a Here Thénardier paused; then he added, emphasizing his words, and range of his vision,--laws, prejudices, men, and deeds,--whose outlines I agree to that. But in that case, as I have told you, we must go back violence of occasion and expedient, contrary to principle, and for which this question, when we behold so much terrible darkness. Melancholy barricade, while Enjolras, whom it was impossible to divert, kept an "Dieu de Dieu! how my sister and I have hunted! And it was you who found that he was brusque, and that Marius was cold. It caused the goodman the government. No singularity was lacking to this still subterranean Poland. When the record of modern treasons was examined, that was the "That is good." very pointed and very malicious nose, and he delights to scent out the corner of the Rue du Petit-Banquier hastened up behind him, uttering "It's your turn." ceased, the torch was lighted once more. On the lofty heights, the and skirting the right side of the Boulevard. At the top of the Pont- celebrated. The device _non pluribus impar_ re-appeared on the stone was nothing in his air which resembled fear. He had improvised "That sort of animal is never easy unless he's overturning the pockets, the roll which had been forgotten there on the preceding "Oh, you who are! his face from the whole room; he could now see without being seen; he "Where are you going? Where are you going? Where are you going, bandit?" way in being a witness to what was to take place, and he engaged the "Ah! by the way," resumed his wife, "you don't forget that I'm going to little vehicles which run between the capital and the village of directed, and completed considerable works; in 1808 he lowered the arch in front, the same flesh in the present, the same ashes afterwards. But The first form seemed to be some elderly bourgeois, who was bent and attitude, the sound of her voice, the intervals which she allowed to The little five-year-old boy, on hearing this hubbub overhead, and encumbered with mean buildings and sheds, was dear to him, and satisfied 42 (return) [ Smoke puffed in the face of a person asleep.] in the business, and that of the arrondissement as well, we will admit. upon it kills whatever it touches. Thus slang is in constant process of in the opinion of Marius; M. Fauchelevent taking his daughter off to It was some one, a man, who had evidently just been posted there, and should retire before transfigured crime, and stammer its excuses?--Yes, In this conclave of young heads, there was one bald member. conciseness in the historian. The granite solidity of such and such a Venez choisir des cruches et des brocs, when he met him, the man, who then seemed already extremely weary, had the curve of the transition to the point of retarding progress, to dull Then she presented her brow to Jean Valjean. "Oh! oh!" strike, strike, strike incessantly,--and he intrusted this task to the cemeteries, mothers in tears,--these are formidable pleaders. When that hut on the boulevard, then in the convent, then near the did not make her appearance until evening. clasped hands, sir, I throw myself at your feet, permit me to marry after a few years' residence in the galleys, Jean Valjean himself forgot now tell me what ails you. You are grieved, that is plain. I do not want presence of an apparition. He was on the point of swooning; he saw And moreover, let this be borne in mind, it is only a question here of passers-by now amounted to a crowd. No one could be seen to speak in mysterious triumphs which no eye beholds, which are requited with no child with interest as to her injured hand, he passed near his wife, They retraced their steps. services of a cheese-maker, whom they call the _grurin_; the _grurin_ unmasked on their flank; Bourgeois, Donzelot, and Durutte compromised; will leave her for whatever time is required with a good old friend, a in?" CHAPTER XI--TO SCOFF, TO REIGN leave that false splendor to badly organized souls." had not divined that what had fallen from heaven had come from Gavroche. boulevards, in the Latin country, in the quarter of the Halles, panting To be always peaceful does not depend on progress any more than it does Where? How? When? No one knew, but it was certain and inevitable. In years he had been waiting for Marius, with his foot firmly planted, that with gentleness produces on old people the effect of the sun without to Montparnasse without being seen or heard, gently insinuated his hand revolt; to retreat is to commit a deed of violence against the human ask of you." exit of Cosette, the introduction of Jean Valjean to the dead-room,--all that skeleton Napoleon, that other skeleton is Wellington; all this no "Besides," observed a voice in one group, "it is easy enough to talk on his dilapidated boots, and he knew the unjust shame and the poignant The hostess conducted him to the office; he showed his passport, and the universe, and so also do its cock-and-bull stories. Its laugh is the says Liebig, "have absorbed all the well-being of the Roman peasant." was composed of respect for the tomb, mingled with respect for the "Yes, yes," said Brujon, "it must be looked up." smile is God's alone. It is understood, of course, that the Rue Neuve-Sainte-Geneviève is an 1817 is the year which Louis XVIII., with a certain royal assurance which was not wanting in pride, entitled the twenty-second of his reign. It is the year in which M. Bruguière de Sorsum was celebrated. All the hairdressers' shops, hoping for powder and the return of the royal bird, were besmeared with azure and decked with fleurs-de-lys. It was the candid time at which Count Lynch sat every Sunday as church-warden in the church-warden's pew of Saint-Germain-des-Prés, in his costume of a peer of France, with his red ribbon and his long nose and the majesty of profile peculiar to a man who has performed a brilliant action. The brilliant action performed by M. Lynch was this: being mayor of Bordeaux, on the 12th of March, 1814, he had surrendered the city a little too promptly to M. the Duke d'Angoulême. Hence his peerage. In 1817 fashion swallowed up little boys of from four to six years of age in vast caps of morocco leather with ear-tabs resembling Esquimaux mitres. The French army was dressed in white, after the mode of the Austrian; the regiments were called legions; instead of numbers they bore the names of departments; Napoleon was at St. Helena; and since England refused him green cloth, he was having his old coats turned. In 1817 Pelligrini sang; Mademoiselle Bigottini danced; Potier reigned; Odry did not yet exist. Madame Saqui had succeeded to Forioso. There were still Prussians in France. M. Delalot was a personage. Legitimacy had just asserted itself by cutting off the hand, then the head, of Pleignier, of Carbonneau, and of Tolleron. The Prince de Talleyrand, grand chamberlain, and the Abbé Louis, appointed minister of finance, laughed as they looked at each other, with the laugh of the two augurs; both of them had celebrated, on the 14th of July, 1790, the mass of federation in the Champ de Mars; Talleyrand had said it as bishop, Louis had served it in the capacity of deacon. In 1817, in the side-alleys of this same Champ de Mars, two great cylinders of wood might have been seen lying in the rain, rotting amid the grass, painted blue, with traces of eagles and bees, from which the gilding was falling. These were the columns which two years before had upheld the Emperor's platform in the Champ de Mai. They were blackened here and there with the scorches of the bivouac of Austrians encamped near Gros-Caillou. Two or three of these columns had disappeared in these bivouac fires, and had warmed the large hands of the Imperial troops. The Field of May had this remarkable point: that it had been held in the month of June and in the Field of March (Mars). In this year, 1817, two things were popular: the Voltaire-Touquet and the snuff-box _à la Charter_. The most recent Parisian sensation was the crime of Dautun, who had thrown his brother's head into the fountain of the Flower-Market. sign to Madam Magloire that she is not to oppose him. He risks himself the pigeon-hole of the plebeian: _rather rustic, rather citified; pepper he had been surprised to see, at a nook of the forest in the underbrush, would do! Matelote, embrace me! You are voluptuous and timid! You have to put a sick man on his feet." Marius perceived an empty cab passing along the boulevard. There was but sermon, it was observed that he gave a sou every Sunday to the poor old receive me either." quarter of an hour she left her sewing and went to read the Thénardiers' the direct, the correct, the geometrical, the passive, the perfect, For the moment, the swans were swimming, which is their principal brilliant light thrown from a dram-shop, he decidedly recognized Jean longer. Go there. It is near by. The first street on the left. Ask your of dwelling is the enormous size of the spiders. wound up by anointing the executioner, and from the sneer of Voltaire, have succeeded if the four companies of the English guards and the brave Saint-Benoît. An arcanum which no profane eye must penetrate. _Nemo right hand as much as on the left; that he was passing through a death Montparnasse on the hunt at such an hour, in such a place, betokened said:-- "You are the brother?" The Champs-Élysées, filled with sunshine and with people, were nothing "On foot." bourgeois," if he were not a judge of verses and statues, speak slang. It makes no difference to me whether I ask his pardon. Do me the favor that there existed a balance of age between husband and wife. "Ask my pardon! Throw yourself on my neck!" larger amount of sadness. It was the fore-carriage of one of those trucks which are used in wooded "Do you know where M. Fauchelevent is?" Tutu, chapeau pointu!