n. At the ensuing trial, several
celebrated beauties and idols of the Latin Quarter were convicted and
sentenced to a short term of imprisonment, and fined a hundred francs
each. These sentences were, however, remitted, but the majority of the
students would not have it thus, and wanted further satisfaction. A mass
meeting was held by them in the Place de la Sorbonne. The police were in
force there to stop any disturbance, and up to 10 o'clock at night the
crowd was held in control.
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It was a warm June night, and every student in the Quarter was keyed to
a high state of excitement. Finally a great crowd of students formed in
front of the Cafe d'Harcourt, opposite the Sorbonne; things were at
fever heat; the police became rough; and in the row that ensued,
somebody hurled one of the heavy stone match-safes from a cafe table at
one of the policemen, who in his excitement picked it up and hurled it
back into the crowd. It struck and injured fatally an innocent outsider,
who was taken to the Charity Hospital, in the rue Jacob, and died there.
On the following Monday another mass meeting of students was held in the
Place de la Sorbonne, who, after the meeting, formed in a body and
marched to the Chamber of Deputies, crying: "Conspuez Dupuy," who was
then president of the Chamber. A number of deputies came out on the
portico and the terrace, and smilingly reviewed the demonstration, while
the students hurled their anathemas at them, the leaders and men in the
front rank of this howling mob trying to climb over the high railing in
front of the terrace, and shouting that the police were responsible for
the death of one of their comrades.
The Government, fearing further trouble and wishing to avoid any
disturbance on the day of the funeral of the victim of the riot in the
Place Sorbonne, deceived the public as to the hour when it would occur.
This exasperated the students so that they began one of those
demonstrations for which Paris is famous. By 3 P.M. the next day the
Quartier Latin was in a state of siege--these poets and painters and
sculptors and musicians tore up the rue Jacob and constructed barricades
near the hospital where their comrade had died. They tore up the rue
Bonaparte, too, at the Place St. Germain des Pres, and built barricades,
composed of overturned omnibuses and tramcars and newspaper booths. They
smashed windows and everything else in sight, to get even with the
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