icades in the streets--a great multitude of us
Cologne men marched through the streets, led by Professor Gottfried
Kinkel, singing the _Marseillaise_ and carrying the forbidden flag of
revolution, the black, red and gold tricolor."

"And where was he--Marx--during all this time?" asked the Young
Comrade.

"In Paris with Engels. We thought it strange that he should be holding
aloof from the great struggle, and even I began to lose faith in him.
He had told us that the crowing of the Gallican cock would be the sign
for the revolution to begin, yet he was silent. It was not till later
that I learned from his own lips that he saw from the start that the
revolution would be crushed; that the workers opportunity would not
come until later.

IV

"He told me that when he came to Cologne with Engels. That was either
the last of April or the beginning of May, I forget which. My wife
rushed in one evening and said that she had seen Karl going up the
street. I had heard that he was expected, but thought it would not be
for several days. So when Barbara said that she had seen him on the
street, I put on my things in a big hurry and rushed off to the club.
There was a meeting that night, and I felt pretty sure that Karl would
get there.

[Illustration: FERDINAND LASSALLE.]

"When the meeting was more than half through, I heard a noise in the
back of the hall and turned to see Karl and Engels making their way to
the platform. There was another man with them, a young fellow, very
slender and about five feet six in height, handsome as Apollo and
dressed like a regular dandy. I had never seen this young man before,
but from what I had heard and read I knew that it must be Ferdinand
Lassalle.

"They both spoke at the meeting. Lassalle's speech was full of fire
and poetry, but Karl spoke very quietly and slowly. Lassalle was like
a great actor declaiming, Karl was like a teacher explaining the rules
of arithmetic to a lot of schoolboys."

"And did you meet Lassalle, too?" asked the Young Comrade in awed
tones.

"Aye, that night and many times after that. Karl greeted me warmly and
introduced me to Lassalle. Then we went out for a drink of lager
beer--just us four--Karl, Lassalle, Engels and me. They told me that
they had come to start another paper in the place of the one that had
been suppressed five years before. Money had been promised to start
it, Karl was to be the chief editor and Engels his assistant. The new
paper w