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another letter, a hundred yards from the troops.] 

 I wished I had stopped there. 



* The Paris streets are filled with the most extra- 

 ordinary crowds of men, women and children, ladies 

 and gentlemen. Every person joyful. The bands 

 of armed men are perfectly polite. Mamma and 

 aunt to-day walked through armed crowds alone, 

 that were firing blank cartridge in all directions. 

 Every person made way with the greatest polite- 

 ness, and one common man with a blouse, coming 

 by accident against her, immediately stopped to 

 beg her pardon in the politest manner. There are 

 few drunken men. The Tuileries is still being run 

 over by the people ; they only broke two things, 

 a bust of Louis Philippe and one of Marshal 

 Bugeaud, who fired on the people. . . . 



' I have been out all day again to-day, and 

 precious tired I am. The Republican party seem 

 the strongest, and are going about with red ribbons 

 in their button-holes. . . . 



' The title of " Mister " is abandoned ; they say 

 nothing but " Citizen," and the people are shaking 

 hands amazingly. They have got to the top of 

 the public monuments, and, mingling with bronze 

 or stone statues, five or six make a sort of tableau 

 vivant, the top man holding up the red flag of the 

 Republic ; and right well they do it, and very pic- 

 turesque they look. I think I shall put this letter 

 in the post to-morrow as we got a letter to-night. 



