les was soon pelting against Thalermacher's
walls. Where all are unanimous it is not difficult to come to a
conclusion. An hour's labour, lightened by yells and shouts of "Hep,
hep!" was enough; and, the zeal of the people burning like a fire, soon
left of the house nothing but its shell.

The authorities in Germany, usually so watchful and so prompt to
interfere, were either taken completely off their guard, or tacitly
permitted the rude work of vengeance; for, although there was a
guard-post in the immediate vicinity, the whole efforts of the military
were confined to conducting Thalermacher and his family into a place of
safety. The protection Thalermacher received was of a peculiar kind.
Under the plea of insuring him against public attack, he was conducted
under escort, to the fortress of Rastadt, and there held a close
prisoner, until the whole affair could be investigated.

The funeral procession of Lieutenant Kugelblitz was not a thing to be
missed. I went, therefore, to the other end of the city, whence the
procession was to start. The scene was impressive. Not merely his
brothers-in-arms of the artillery, but the general-staff--all the
officers of distinction in the Baden army, whose duties allowed them to
be present--and even the Russian companions of his antagonist Demboffsky,
acted as mourners.

As the procession came before the house of Thalermacher, I observed that
a strong guard had been posted there for its protection. The funeral
passed by without any demonstration whatever. Presently we turned up a
narrow passage, leading from the high street towards the cemetery, and
our progress became tediously slow as we moved with the close mass of
people. At the burial-place every mound and stone was occupied. Flowers
were trampled under foot, shrubs broken or uprooted, and the grass all
stamped into the mould. The whole crowd listened to the impressive
tone--only a few could hear the words--of the funeral harangue, and to
the solemn hymn which followed. The service closed with the military
honour of musketry fired over the soldier's grave. That over, I was
sucked back by the retreating tide of citizens into the main street of
Carlsruhe.

The crowd instantly dispersed; and, as I wandered through the side
streets, I soon saw that the authorities had come to life. My attention
was first called to an official announcement freshly posted, which warned
all persons from assembling in the public stree