But,
like a hideous disease, the contagion has spread; the remedy must be
dreadful. Woe to those on whom it will fall!
"His Royal Highness the Prince of Joinville, Admiral of France, has
hastened, as we before stated, to the disturbed districts, and takes
with him his Cavalerie de la Marine. It is hard to think that the blades
of those chivalrous heroes must be buried in the bosoms of Frenchmen:
but so be it: it is those monsters who have asked for blood, not we. It
is those ruffians who have begun the quarrel, not we. WE remain calm
and hopeful, reposing under the protection of the dearest and best of
sovereigns.
"The wretched pretender, who called himself Duke of Brittany, has been
seized, according to our prophecy: he was brought before the Prefect of
Police yesterday, and his insanity being proved beyond a doubt, he has
been consigned to a strait-waistcoat at Charenton. So may all incendiary
enemies of our Government be overcome!
"His Royal Highness the Duke of Nemours is gone into the department
of the Loire, where he will speedily put an end to the troubles in
the disturbed districts of the Bocage and La Vendee. The foolish young
Prince, who has there raised his standard, is followed, we hear, by
a small number of wretched persons, of whose massacre we expect every
moment to receive the news.
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