sword without scabbard in the
other. But at home too, from out of this circumambient Paris and France,
what influences come thick-pulsing! Petitions flow in; pleading for
equal justice, in a reign of so-called Equality. The living Patriot
pleads;--O ye National Deputies, do not the dead Patriots plead? The
Twelve Hundred that lie in cold obstruction, do not they plead; and
petition, in Death's dumb-show, from their narrow house there, more
eloquently than speech? Crippled Patriots hop on crutches round the
Salle de Manege, demanding justice. The Wounded of the Tenth of August,
the Widows and Orphans of the Killed petition in a body; and hop and
defile, eloquently mute, through the Hall: one wounded Patriot, unable
to hop, is borne on his bed thither, and passes shoulder-high, in the
horizontal posture. (Hist. Parl. xxii. 131; Moore, &c.) The Convention
Tribune, which has paused at such sight, commences again,--droning
mere Juristic Oratory. But out of doors Paris is piping ever higher.
Bull-voiced St. Huruge is heard; and the hysteric eloquence of Mother
Duchesse: 'Varlet, Apostle of Liberty,' with pike and red cap, flies
hastily, carrying his oratorical folding-stool. Justice on the Traitor!
cries all the Patriot world. Consider also this other cry, heard loud
on the streets: "Give us Bread, or else kill us!" Bread and Equality;
Justice on the Traitor, that we may have Bread!

The Limited or undecided Patriot is set against the Decided. Mayor
Chambon heard of dreadful rioting at the Theatre de la Nation: it had
come to rioting, and even to fist-work, between the Decided and the
Undecided, touching a new Drama called Ami des Lois (Friend of the
Laws). One of the poorest Dramas ever written; but which had didactic
applications in it; wherefore powdered wigs of Friends of Order and
black hair of Jacobin heads are flying there; and Mayor Chambon hastens
with Santerre, in hopes to quell it. Far from quelling it, our poor
Mayor gets so 'squeezed,' says the Report, and likewise so blamed
and bullied, say we,--that he, with regret, quits the brief Mayoralty
altogether, 'his lungs being affected.' This miserable Amis des Lois is
debated of in the Convention itself; so violent, mutually-enraged, are
the Limited Patriots and the Unlimited. (Hist. Parl. xxiii. 31, 48, &c.)

Between which two classes, are not Aristocrats enough, and
Crypto-Aristocrats, busy? Spies running over from London with important
Packets; spies pretending t