Meissonier, his life and his art . rom walking in that quarter in uniform. I recollect going, on October 31st, 1871, to see General Schmitz. Theres a row at the Hotel de Yille, he said. I went and put on plainclothes, and two hours later I was there armed wMth my official a sight it was, what a swarming crowd ! People in every did not catch sight of the members of the Provisional Government,but in the corridor I met Floquet riding a very high horse, stalking alongin his glory, with a rabble rout at his heels. He was to be the MayorsDeputy. He marched into his office and sat
Meissonier, his life and his art . rom walking in that quarter in uniform. I recollect going, on October 31st, 1871, to see General Schmitz. Theres a row at the Hotel de Yille, he said. I went and put on plainclothes, and two hours later I was there armed wMth my official a sight it was, what a swarming crowd ! People in every did not catch sight of the members of the Provisional Government,but in the corridor I met Floquet riding a very high horse, stalking alongin his glory, with a rabble rout at his heels. He was to be the MayorsDeputy. He marched into his office and sat down at his writing table,saying, A Government which doesnt know how to give orders onlygets what it deserves. At last I got into the Salle des Fetes. Papers were flying about inall directions. People were climbing over the tables. Others weremaking out lists. The human stream was eddying up the elegantcurves of that beautiful staircase, men were clinging on to it likebunches of living grapes, even swarming up outside the MEMORIES 317 At four oclock, when it grew dusk, I took a river steamer and went andtold Schmitz all about it. After dinner I called at had the strangest look. Up till then everybody had fraternised,but that day a sullen distrust seemed to hover everywhere. The battalions had been ordered to parade on the Place space was rapidly filling with people. It had been settled that wewere to march again upon the Hotel de Ville. P^erry addressed usfrom the steps : Each of you must lead on one battalion. Thenthat great tall fellow, Adam, thrust his arm through mine, and we wentdown the Quays together, at the head of our battalion. We expectedto be fired on after we passed the Chatelet. When we got to the Placede r Hotel de Ville we were told to encamp there. The Hotel de Ville,with all its windows lighted up, looked like a furnace. Our marchthere, in the darkness, had been striking enough in its way. Now thescene was very differe
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