him. We heard a good deal
of firing near, but did not come across any of the parties. As we
approached the railway, the barricades were no longer formed of
palings, planks, or stones; but they had got all the omnibuses as they
passed, sent the horses and passengers about their business, and
turned them over. A double row of overturned coaches made a capital
barricade, with a few paving-stones.

"When I got home I found to my astonishment that in our fighting
quarter it was much quieter. Mamma had just been out seeing the troops
in the Place de la Concorde, when suddenly the Municipal Guard, now
fairly exasperated, prevented the National Guard from proceeding, and
fired at them; the National Guard had come with their musquets not
loaded, but at length returned the fire. Mamma saw the National Guard
fire. The Municipal Guard were round the corner. She was delighted,
for she saw no person killed, though many of the Municipals were....

"I immediately went out with my papa (mamma had just come back with
him) and went to the Place de la Concorde. There was an enormous
quantity of troops in the Place. Suddenly the gates of the gardens of
the Tuileries opened: we rushed forward, out galloped an enormous
number of cuirassiers, in the middle of which were a couple of low
carriages, said first to contain the Count de Paris and the Duchess of
Orleans, but afterwards they said it was the King and Queen; and then
I heard he had abdicated. I returned and gave the news.

"Went out again up the Boulevards. The house of the Minister of
Foreign Affairs was filled with people and '_Hotel du Peuple_' written
on it; the Boulevards were barricaded with fine old trees that were
cut down and stretched all across the road. We went through a great
many little streets, all strongly barricaded, and sentinels of the
people at the principal of them. The streets are very unquiet, filled
with armed men and women, for the troops had followed the ex-King to
Neuilly and left Paris in the power of the people. We met the captain
of the Third Legion of the National Guard (who had principally
protected the people) badly wounded by a Municipal Guard, stretched on
a litter. He was in possession of his senses. He was surrounded by a
troop of men crying, 'Our brave captain--we have him yet--he's not
dead! _Vive la Reforme!_' This cry was responded to by all, and every
one saluted him as h