Like some
enchanted Mambrino's Helmet, essential to victory, comes this 'Saviour
of France;' beshouted, becymballed by the world:--alas, so soon, to
be disenchanted, to be pitched shamefully over the lists as a Barber's
Bason! Gibbon 'could wish to shew him' (in this ejected, Barber's-Bason
state) to any man of solidity, who were minded to have the soul burnt
out of him, and become a caput mortuum, by Ambition, unsuccessful or
successful. (Gibbon's Letters.)

Another small phasis we add, and no more: how, in the Autumn months, our
sharp-tempered Arthur has been 'pestered for some days past,' by shot,
lead-drops and slugs, 'rattling five or six times into my chaise and
about my ears;' all the mob of the country gone out to kill game!
(Young, i. 176.) It is even so. On the Cliffs of Dover, over all the
Marches of France, there appear, this autumn, two Signs on the Earth:
emigrant flights of French Seigneurs; emigrant winged flights of French
Game! Finished, one may say, or as good as finished, is the Preservation
of Game on this Earth; completed for endless Time. What part it had to
play in the History of Civilisation is played plaudite; exeat!

In this manner does Sansculottism blaze up, illustrating many
things;--producing, among the rest, as we saw, on the Fourth of August,
that semi-miraculous Night of Pentecost in the National Assembly; semi
miraculous, which had its causes, and its effects. Feudalism is struck
dead; not on parchment only, and by ink; but in very fact, by fire; say,
by self-combustion. This conflagration of the South-East will abate;
will be got scattered, to the West, or elsewhither: extinguish it will
not, till the fuel be all done.

Chapter 1.6.IV.

In Queue.

If we look now at Paris, one thing is too evident: that the Baker's
shops have got their Queues, or Tails; their long strings of purchasers,
arranged in tail, so that the first come be the first served,--were the
shop once open! This waiting in tail, not seen since the early days of
July, again makes its appearance in August. In time, we shall see it
perfected by practice to the rank almost of an art; and the art, or
quasi-art, of standing in tail become one of the characteristics of the
Parisian People, distinguishing them from all other Peoples whatsoever.

But consider, while work itself is so scarce, how a man must not only
realise money; but stand waiting (if his wife is too weak to wait and
struggle) for half days in the Tai