LXVI.
"The social revolution could end but in one great catastrophe, of
which the immediate effects would be--
"To make the land a barren waste:
"To put a strait jacket upon society:
"And, if it were possible that such a state of things could be
prolonged for several weeks--
"To cause three or four millions of human beings to perish by
horrible famine.
"When the Government shall be without resources, when the country
shall be without produce and without commerce:
"When starving Paris, blockaded by the departments, will no longer
discharge its debts and make payments, no longer export nor import:
"When workmen, demoralised by the politics taught at the clubs and
the closing of the workshops, will have found a means of living, no
matter how:
"When the State appropriates to itself the silver and ornaments of
the citizens for the purpose of sending them to the Mint:
"When perquisitions made in the private houses are the only means of
collecting taxes:
"When hungry bands spread over the country, committing robbery and
devastation:
"When the peasant, armed with loaded gun, has to neglect the
cultivation of his crops in order to protect them:
"When the first sheaf shall have been stolen, the first house
forced, the first church profaned, the first torch fired, the first
woman violated:
"When the first blood shall have been spilt:
"When the first head shall have fallen:
"When abomination and desolation shall have spread over all France--
"Oh! then you will know what we mean by a social revolution:
"A multitude let loose, arms in hand, mad with revenge and fury:
"Soldiers, pikes, empty homes, knives and crowbars:
"The city, silent and oppressed; the police in our very homes,
opinions suspected, words noted down, tears observed, sighs counted,
silence watched; spying and denunciations:
"Inexorable requisitions, forced and progressive loans, paper money
made worthless:
"Civil war, and the enemy on the frontiers:
"Pitiless proconsuls, a supreme committee, with hearts of stone--
"This would be the fruits of what they call democratic and social
revolution."
Who wrote this admirable page?--Proudhon.
O all-merciful Providence! Take pity on France, for she has come to
this.
LXVII.
A balloon! A balloon!
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