y last the longer;" neither did any drink,
but men 'evidently exhausted.' A dapper Abbe looks on, sneering. "To
the barrow!" cry several; whom he, lest a worse thing befal him, obeys:
nevertheless one wiser Patriot barrowman, arriving now, interposes his
"arretez;" setting down his own barrow, he snatches the Abbe's; trundles
it fast, like an infected thing; forth of the Champ-de-Mars circuit,
and discharges it there. Thus too a certain person (of some quality, or
private capital, to appearance), entering hastily, flings down his coat,
waistcoat and two watches, and is rushing to the thick of the work:
"But your watches?" cries the general voice.--"Does one distrust his
brothers?" answers he; nor were the watches stolen. How beautiful is
noble-sentiment: like gossamer gauze, beautiful and cheap; which will
stand no tear and wear! Beautiful cheap gossamer gauze, thou film-shadow
of a raw-material of Virtue, which art not woven, nor likely to be, into
Duty; thou art better than nothing, and also worse!

Young Boarding-school Boys, College Students, shout Vive la Nation, and
regret that they have yet 'only their sweat to give.' What say we
of Boys? Beautifullest Hebes; the loveliest of Paris, in their light
air-robes, with riband-girdle of tricolor, are there; shovelling and
wheeling with the rest; their Hebe eyes brighter with enthusiasm,
and long hair in beautiful dishevelment: hard-pressed are their small
fingers; but they make the patriot barrow go, and even force it to the
summit of the slope (with a little tracing, which what man's arm were
not too happy to lend?)--then bound down with it again, and go for more;
with their long locks and tricolors blown back: graceful as the rosy
Hours. O, as that evening Sun fell over the Champ-de-Mars, and tinted
with fire the thick umbrageous boscage that shelters it on this hand and
on that, and struck direct on those Domes and two-and-forty Windows of
the Ecole Militaire, and made them all of burnished gold,--saw he on his
wide zodiac road other such sight? A living garden spotted and dotted
with such flowerage; all colours of the prism; the beautifullest blent
friendly with the usefullest; all growing and working brotherlike there,
under one warm feeling, were it but for days; once and no second time!
But Night is sinking; these Nights too, into Eternity. The hastiest
Traveller Versailles-ward has drawn bridle on the heights of Chaillot:
and looked for moments over the River; re