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General Books publication date: 2009 Original publication date: 1897 Original Publisher: Privately printed Subjects: France History / Europe / France Travel / Europe / France Notes: This is a black and white OCR reprint of the original. It has no illustrations and there may be typos or missing text. When you buy the General Books edition of this book you get free trial access to Million-Books.com where you can select from more than a million books for free. Excerpt: CHAPTER XIX A popular rising -- An open-air political conversation -- The Te Deum -- Commencement of civil war -- Marshal de la Meilleraye -- The porter -- The blessings of the suffragan of Paris -- His speech -- His visit to the Palais-Royal -- I lose Bruscambille -- A witty saying of Bautru -- The little abbe's disappointment -- A stage -- Maitre Goinfre and his friend FriqueneUe -- The people's comedy -- Mazarin on the stage -- The cardinal's guardian angel -- Maitre Goinfre's eloquence -- The angel's speech -- A learned quotation -- The devil's horns -- Master Michael's Nostradamus' prophecy -- A placard -- I find Bruscambille again -- A glance at lackey's ways -- General considerations on this subject. Other surprises awaited me at Paris. I arrived on horseback at the Porte Saint-Antoine, and was startled by a kind of tremour which seemed to be passing over the town with a resemblance to the noise made by the sea waves when the storm-wind first begins to disturb them. Anxiety and fright were discernible on every face. The shutters of the shops were being noisily fastened; people were talking in low tones, and here and there zealots were gesticulating fierily in the midst of little groups, whose attention they could attract without much trouble. Bruscambille, who was following a few paces behind me, listened right and left without understanding what was said. I asked the first passer who came in my way what was the meaning of these strange disorders. The boor, who thought I was making fun ...

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