I returned and
gave the news.
'Went out again up the Boulevards. The house of the Minister of
Foreign Affairs was filled with people and "HOTEL DU PEUPLE"
written on it; the Boulevards were barricaded with fine old trees
that were cut down and stretched all across the road. We went
through a great many little streets, all strongly barricaded, and
sentinels of the people at the principal of them. The streets were
very unquiet, filled with armed men and women, for the troops had
followed the ex-King to Neuilly and left Paris in the power of the
people. We met the captain of the Third Legion of the National
Guard (who had principally protected the people), badly wounded by
a Municipal Guard, stretched on a litter. He was in possession of
his senses. He was surrounded by a troop of men crying "Our brave
captain - we have him yet - he's not dead! VIVE LA REFORME!" This
cry was responded to by all, and every one saluted him as he
passed. I do not know if he was mortally wounded.
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