36 MEMOIR OF FLEEMING JENKIN 



afraid all other passages might be blocked up . . . 

 and I should have to sleep in a hotel in that case, 

 and then my mamma — however, after a long dStour, 

 I found a passage and ran home, and in our street 

 joined papa. 



' ... I '11 tell you to-morrow the other facts 

 gathered from newspapers and papa. . . . To- 

 night I have given you what I have seen with my 

 own eyes an hour ago, and began trembling with 

 excitement and fear. If I have been too long on 

 this one subject, it is because it is yet before my 

 eyes. 



'Monday, 24. 



' It was that fire raised the people. There was 

 fighting all through the night in the Rue Notre 

 Dame de Lorette, on the Boulevards where they 

 had been shot at, and at the Porte St. Denis. At 

 ten o'clock, they resigned the house of the Minister 

 of Foreign Affairs (where the disastrous volley was 

 fired) to the people, who immediately took posses- 

 sion of it. I went to school but [was] hardly there 

 when the row in that quarter commenced. Barri- 

 cades began to be fixed. Everyone was very grave 

 now ; the eocternes went away, but no one came to 

 fetch me, so I had to stay. No lessons could go 

 on. A troop of armed men took possession of the 

 barricades, so it was supposed I should have to 

 sleep there. The revolters came and asked for 

 arms, but Deluc (head-master) is a National Guard, 



