bid. xv. 360.) the cordwainer bores and
stitches;--not of 'wood and pasteboard,' or he shall answer it
to Tinville! The women sew tents and coats, the children scrape
surgeon's-lint, the old men sit in the market-places; able men are
on march; all men in requisition: from Town to Town flutters, on the
Heaven's winds, this Banner, THE FRENCH PEOPLE RISEN AGAINST TYRANTS.

All which is well. But now arises the question: What is to be done for
saltpetre? Interrupted Commerce and the English Navy shut us out from
saltpetre; and without saltpetre there is no gunpowder. Republican
Science again sits meditative; discovers that saltpetre exists here and
there, though in attenuated quantity: that old plaster of walls holds
a sprinkling of it;--that the earth of the Paris Cellars holds a
sprinkling of it, diffused through the common rubbish; that were these
dug up and washed, saltpetre might be had. Whereupon swiftly, see! the
Citoyens, with upshoved bonnet rouge, or with doffed bonnet, and hair
toil-wetted; digging fiercely, each in his own cellar, for saltpetre.
The Earth-heap rises at every door; the Citoyennes with hod and bucket
carrying it up; the Citoyens, pith in every muscle, shovelling and
digging: for life and saltpetre. Dig my braves; and right well speed ye.
What of saltpetre is essential the Republic shall not want.

Consummation of Sansculottism has many aspects and tints: but the
brightest tint, really of a solar or stellar brightness, is this which
the Armies give it. That same fervour of Jacobinism which internally
fills France with hatred, suspicions, scaffolds and Reason-worship,
does, on the Frontiers, shew itself as a glorious Pro patria mori. Ever
since Dumouriez's defection, three Convention Representatives attend
every General. Committee of Salut has sent them, often with this Laconic
order only: "Do thy duty, Fais ton devoir." It is strange, under what
impediments the fire of Jacobinism, like other such fires, will burn.
These Soldiers have shoes of wood and pasteboard, or go booted in
hayropes, in dead of winter; they skewer a bass mat round their
shoulders, and are destitute of most things. What then? It is for Rights
of Frenchhood, of Manhood, that they fight: the unquenchable spirit,
here as elsewhere, works miracles. "With steel and bread," says the
Convention Representative, "one may get to China." The Generals go fast
to the guillotine; justly and unjustly. From which what inference? This
among o