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concluded in December, without any
suspicions having been awakened.
On the evening of the 12th, Dillon
showed great anxiety lest his friend
Desroques should take part in the cere
mony. The printer ailed a little, but it
required all Billon’s persuasion to extort
an unwilling promise from his friend to
stay at, home. On the morning of the
13th, also, Billon made Desroques again
promise that he would not stir abroad.
Other friends had also been warned by
him.
Let us now return to the procession
which we have left at the Town Hall.
Twelve o’clock fairly struck, it got un
der way, and the beating of the drum's,
and the children’s cries came to the ears
ot Billon, who was hurrying homewards.
He had sent out his wife and servant,
and the house was empty. Having en
tered, he locked the door, and threw the
key intoadark corner; then, going upstairs
to*his room, he opened the slides which
he had made in his window blinds, and
took one after the other several guns of
uue kind and another which he loaded,
and placed ready to his hand on a table.
Almost as he finished, the cries of the
mob came to his ears, Billon gave a
last look round. On a table near him,
were some slips of paper, on which on
the preceding night he had written in
large letters, verses, texts, and incohe
rent sentences. On one was written “ I
shall be great as the Eternal. Like
Him, I shall be terrible in my ven
geance.’ 7 On another, “You shall rush
in with the fury *of lions, and you shall
be swept away as gnats.” By the side of
these, lava humorous epitaph on him
self.
But the procession has reached Bil
lon’s house ; the detachment of National
Cavalry has even passed it, and the com
panions of the Arquebuse are advancing.
A shot is heard; for a moment it is
thought that a guu has gone oil* by acci
dent only, but one of the drummers of
the Arquebuse has fallen with a bullet in
his head. Another shot whilst his com
panions arc bending over the drummer,
and another Companion of the Arque
buse fills. Murder is too evidently at
work ; some turn and fly; others run
aimlessly. In the confusion, shot after
shot is heard.
A cooper, Henry Spore, was the first
to notice that smoke came from the win
dows of Billon’s house. Spere lived in
the opposite house. He rushed to his
room, took down a guu, and fired at Bil-
Wn'u shuttore, sending two panels into
splinters. Billon in his turn, aims at
Spere, and lodges a ball in his hat.
Spere reloads for another shot. Mean
while M. Du Boulct, commanding the
militia, has ordered M. Hamelin to break
in Billon’s door. A rush is made at the
house, but while some attack the door,
and others the windows, Billon is still at
work, and at each shot fresh victims fall.
M. Do Lorme, Billon’s old enemy, re
ceives three balls in his chest, and falls
without uttering a word. The watch
maker is a terribly sure shot. M. Des
landes, in his turn, secs the gun levelled
at his chest; he bends forward, and seven
shots rattle in his skull.
The door at last gives way, and
the crowd rush in, M. Hamelin at their
head. A second door, leading to the
dining-room, is burst in, and M. Lanier,
hurrying up a staircase leading to the
first floor, is stopped by another door,
leading to a room looking on the street.
A vigorous blow with the butt-end of a
musket opens this door also, but the room
is empty. This and the next room are
ransacked; but discovering nothing, the
storming party return to a passage, and
trying a door there, find that it is secure
ly barricaded. This way, then, to the
murderer’s retreat. Hamelin goes
down and brings back a sapper, who in
vain plies his hatchet. Enraged at the
delay, M. Chevalier, a man of immense
strength, seizes the hatchet, and with his
first blow, dashes in the panels of the door,
which is then seen to be scientifically bar
ricaded. Rapidly cutting down tiie ob
stacles to further progress, Chevalier
cries out that there is fire .in the room
beyond, and sends for the engine. The
room is at last entered and Billon has
fied a moment ago only, for the door of
his room is heard to close. While some
t! ) to break in this door, others strive to
put out the fire. Billon, meanwhile,
knowing that the door on which he hears
blows rattling will Hold firm for awhile
longer, makes ready to gain a loft by a
hack staircase. But he hears stops ; "his
I'otreat is cut off. Rapidly shutting the
woor which commands the back stair
case, he puts the muzzle of a gun through
one of the holes which lie has taken the
precaution to make, and as his assailants
come up, fires. A man falls. Billon
opens his door, and is making for the
lott, when a M. Rouiilcr seizes him by
dm throat. With a blow of a pistol,
Rfiion knocks down Rouiilcr, and bran
dishing two other loaded weapons, goes
backward up the narrow stairs. Perfect
ly calm and collected, he fires at his pur
suers whenever they make a dash at him,
and at each shot someone falls.
Meanwhile, M. Lanier has discovered
that the fire is burning over a frightful
mine—a large chest firmly fixed in the
flooring. “Quick, quick,’’ calls Lanier,
“bring up the firemen ; drown this in
fernal room, or we are dead men.” Over
head firing goes on. Billon has reached
the loft, and behind the shelter of cross
beams, still scatters death. But M. De
la Bruyere dodges him, and seeing his
chance, runs in and closes with his man.
“Let me go,” cries Billon, “let me go,
and look to yourseif. The house will
blow up.” “I’ve got you, and I don’t
let you go,” answers I)e la Bruyere ; but
almost before the words are out of his
mouth, the floor shakes beneath his feet,
there is a hideous crash, a shower of
beams, stones, tiles, plaster, and bricks,
and the murderer’s work is completed.
For awhile there is a terrible silence,
but presently those who have escaped
the cloud of projectiles, draw near the
horrible ruin. Willing arms worked for
hours, and frightful deaths, and miracu
lous escapes, come to light. Among the
last is that of De la Bruyere, who, at the
final moment had closed with Billon.
The upper part of his body had been pro
tected by a sort of arch formed by falling
beams ; the rest of him was covered
with ruins, stained with his blood. “My
heart’s all right, lie cried, “saw away
this beam, and I answer for the rest.”
Near him, horribly mangled, lay Billon,
still kept up by his wonderful energy,
and struggling to free himself. But some
of the workers recognizing him, dashed
out his brains.
The short December day had closed in
before the list of the dead and wounded
could be completed. Twenty-six persons
killed, and forty wounded, that was the
final result of Billon’s last day’s work.
M. De la Bruyere survived for more
than forty years, the day on which he so
bravely fought. He underwent the most
torturing operations, but came out of all
with the loss of an eye, and the splinter
ing of some bones. His wife died, over
come by fright, and by self-reproaches
for having persuaded a friend to stop in
Senlis on the day which was so fatal to
him. But the list of victims was not the
only result of Billon’s crime. On the
morrow of the loth, Senlis looked like a
bombarded town. Billon’s house was
blown all to pieces, sixty-six others had
been seriously damaged, and one had fall
en in altogether, crushing a lady who
was in it. The Cathedral, at a distance
of more than two hundred yards, was so
shaken by the explosion, that an immense
stone fell from the vault, harmlessly, a«
it happened, among the persons gathered
together to witness the ceremony. Scarce
a pane of glass was left whole in the
town. A heavy clock weight, and bul
lets of twelve, twenty-four, and thirty
six pounds weight were found in the walls
of neighboring houses. Great misery
was caused by this destruction of proper
ty, even in families, where no loss of life
was deplored. Fifty families were re
duced to indigence, and the State had to
come to the aid of private subscribers,
who sought to relieve this misery. Bil
lon’s widow, perfectly innocent of all
knowledge of her husband’s machinations,
was dragged to prison, from which she
was released a fortnight later As soon
as she was free, she sought permission to
bury the remains of her husband, which
had been dragged through the fields to
the foot of the gallows, and there left to
wolves and birds of prey. The unsatis
fied vengeance of Senlis had only left as
a mark, the ruined house of the watch
maker. It was razed to the ground, and
in accordance with an old custom, salt
was sown on its site. The authorities of
the city ordered that the space should
forever remain vacant, so that the very
memory of the crime might die out.
But to this day the widened space be
tween two streets, is called by the name
of the mad or maddened watchmaker.
A VOICE FROM THE FAR WEST.
A private letter, enclosing $12.00 for
subscriptions, from Idaho Territory, to
the publishers of this paper, contains the
following pleasing item :
Centreville, Boise Cos., Idaho Ter., )
August, 18th, 1868, (
The election returns arc just in, and
it is with great pleasure I inform you
that our Territory has gone ‘T)emocra*tic”
once more. Thank God, this is a white
man’s country.
The following gentlemen are elected:
Judge J. K. Shafer, Congress,
B. E. Foote, District Attorney.
J. B. Britten, Sheriff of Boise County.
Yours, etc., L. 0. B.
Another Come-outer.— Col. I). S.
Curtis, of Wisconsin, a soldier brave
and true, heretofore a Republican, has
come out Irom among the foul party.
©f fSI IS©S7PS
Michigan Awake!— A couple of
weeks ago, we published assurances we
had received from Michigan that that
State would go Democratic this fall.
Such a result was regarded improbable
by many. The indications, however,
verify our information. On the 26th,
the largest political meeting ever held in
that State outside of Detroit, was held at
Jackson. Twenty-five thousand persons
are claimed to have been present. There
were delegations and clubs present from
all quarters. Thirty bands of music
headed the different processions. Senator
Doolittle was the chief speaker. At
night there was a monster torch-light
procession. Never in the political his
tory of Michigan was there such excite
ment. and enthusiasm.
Equal Taxation Club. —We learn
from the Newark (O.) Advocate, that
the voters of Homer township, iu Licking
county, as an offset to the Grant Club
that was attempted to be organized in
that township a couple of weeks ago,
have organized an Equal Taxation Club.
The Constitution of this club was pre
pared by a mixed committee of Demo
crats and Republicans. The injustice
and wrong of taxing the soldier and ex
empting the bondholder serves as a plat
form on which all men of just and honest
feeling may take a stand. Added to this
is that other plank on which is written,
" Hostility to every attempt to extort
from the toil of the people gold payment
of Government bonds that are legally
payable in greenbacks.”
Come Out From the Foul Party.—
The Pittsburg Post of the 31st ult. con
tains the following:
‘ Gen. Richard Coulter, of Westmore
land county, better known as Fighting
Dick, has come out for Seymour and
Blair. He is a real General.
[For the Banner of the Sonth.l
Two Years Ago.
You never paid you loved me—never;
You never wrote me notes or rhymes;
But we were to be “friends forever,”
And looks say more than words sometimes.
Your eyes were wont to sparkle brightly,
Your lips to smile, your cheeks to glow,
My foolish heart to throb more lightly—
But that was just two years ago.
So long a time that you, forgetful,
Have waned the friendly bond with ease,
Without a single pang regretful.
Well, wane it, break it, if you please.
My spoken word is good forever,
The past has proven that, you know,
But I will never blame you, never,
For what you said two years ago.
Vou don t remember—no, how should vou;
How kindly then you clasped my hands,
And if you could, you wouldn’t, would you,
Where now that promised friendship stands.
Come, take it back; I do not want it,
Since you have set its price so low;
You're not responsible, I grant it,
For contracts made two yours ago.
It grieves me sometimes, I confess it;
It was the only joy I owned—
My single hope—and I shall miss it,
And sigh to see my king dethroned.
And though your future life should never
Elsewhere than near love’s landmarks flow,
No truer friend will claim you ever,
Than one you had two years ago.
Good-bye—God bless you ! I'm not weaping,
Thrugh one might count a tear or two,
Just now a tender thought came creeping.
Os days when I believed in you:
In this, our friendship’s dull December,
I can not help but hope, you know;
But how should any man remember
A promise made two years ago.
Irate.
The Cry is “Still they Come.”—
Scarcely a day passes when we cannot
glean from our exchanges a list of fresh
accessions to the Democratic ranks,
gained from among the influential and
representative men of the country. The
following will do for to-day :
“On Monday, of last week, the Auburn
(New lork) Democracy held a meeting.
Many Democrats, and every Republican,
present, were surprised to hear a speech
from General George D. Robinson. The
General has heretofore been an extreme
Radical, and lias stumped Caynga County
in behalf of the Republican cause. Gen.
Robinson is an educated man, of strong
reasoning powers, fearless in the expres
sion of his sentiments, and always ready
to give a reason for his faith. He entered
the Seventy-fifth Regiment New York
State Volunteers as private, and worked
his way to the rank of brevet Brigadier
General. He is lame now from the
effects of wounds received in the war.
He was a delegate to the Radical Soldiers’
Convention at Pittsburg, and has hereto
fore been fawned upon by the Republi
cans, but now they turn their backs upon
him as they find he is of no use to them.
The General was made a convert to De
mocracy by living in Florida, where lie
has been for the past eighteen months,
and has had the acts of the carpet-baggers
daily before bis eyes.” —Buffalo Courier.
White Heat and Black Coats.—
V\ by do not the members of our profes
fession set a good example by clothing
themselves in a rational manner during
the present weather ? We learnt from
Franklin a century ago that the solar
heat is absorbed with greater or less
facility, according to the color of the ob
ject exposed to the rays. Every one re
members how he put pieces of cloth,
similar in texture and size, but different
in color, upon fresh fallen snow in the
sun-light, and how he found the snow
melted under the pieces of cloth quickest
when the noth was black, less quickly
under the blue, green, purple, red, yel
low, in the order enumerated, and very
slowly indeed under the white. Each
day’s experience shows us that we do not
need to be made of snow in order to melt
rapidly under a black coat. What we
require for comfort is, of course, a white
material, in order that the heat rays may
be i effected as much and absorbed as
little as possible. The material should
be porous-—should imprison—that is,
large quantities of air in its texture, and
sene, therefore, as a very bad conductor
of heat, while, at the same time facilitating
evaporation of the moisture from the
surtace of the body. These qualities are
possessed in the highest degree by white
flannel, and there is no reason that we
can find why this material should not bo
adopted generally in place of the atrocious
costume which fashion inflicts upon suf
fering mankind. —The Lancet.
Chinese System of Calculation.—
Every finger od the left hand represents
nine figures; the little finger the unit; the
ring finger the tens; the middle finger
the hundreds; the forefinger the thousands;
the thumb the tens of thousands. The
three inner joints represent from one to
three; the three outer, four to six; the
right side, seven to nine. The forefinger
of the right hand is employed for pointing
to the figure to be called into use ; thus
1,234 would at once be denoted by just
touching the inside of the upper joint of
the forefinger, representing 1,000; then
the inside of the second, or middle joint
of the middle finger, representing 200;
thirdly, the inside of the lower joint of
the ring finger, representing 30; and,
lastly, the upper joint of the little finger
touched on the outside, representing 4.
Or, again, 09,999 would be represented
by touching the side of the lower joint of
the thumb (90,000) and the lower side
of the joint of the fore, middle, ring, and
little fingers, representing respectively,
9,000, 900, 90, and 9.
A Servant Refusing to go to Bed.—
The West Sussex Gazette reports a case
which came before the County Court
Judge, at Guildford (Mr. Stonor), lately.
“Elizabeth Wheatley v. James White,”
was a claim of 16s. Bd. in lieu of notice
The defendant is the landlord of the Tal
bot Inn at Ripley. The plaintiff said
she was in the service of defendant, who
had dismissed her without giving her any
notice. The cause of her dismissal was
that the defendant came down into the
kitchen one night, and told her to go to
bed at a quarter to ten o’clock. She re
fused to do so, as they never went to bed
till half-past ten. On the following
morning, ho threatened to kick her out
of the house, if she did not go. The
Judge—l think your master was quite
justified in dismissing you. When your
master told you to go to bed, it was your
duty to do so, and, as you did not obey
his reasonable commands, he was quite
justified iu dismissing you. I shall find
a verdict for defendant.
Curious Application of Musical
Notes.— One of the most interesting uses
to which it has been proposed to apply
musical notes is that lately suggested by
Mr. Airy, an English practitioner, who
suggests that, through their agency, the
strain exerted upon bridge and other
girders may be very accurately ascer
tained; the notes given out by girders
of the same length and structure at any
given tension being identical, so that any
difference in the notes will indicate a cor
responding difference in the tension. The
experiments of Mr. Airy were made with
a model of an ordinary bow-string bridge ;
and Engineering suggests that the same
process may he employed to advantage
in the construction of largo and compli
cated iron structures, and also for ascer
taining the strains on the arched roofs of
railway stations and the ties of suspension
bridges.
Diocese of Boston. —On August 9,
the Rt. Rev Bishop confirmed, in East
Cambridge, 226 persons.
On August 11, at the Church of the
Immaculate Conception, Lawrence, 60
persons
On August 15, 384 in St. John’s
Church, Worcester.
On August 16, the Bishop dedictated
the new Church of £>t. Mary’s in Haydens
ville.—Pilot, Sept. 5.
Visit of the lloly Father to the
Troops. —On the 2d July His Holiness,
Fius IX, paid a visit to that portion of
the Pontifical Troops encamped at Rocca
di Papa, accompanied by Mgr. Pacca,
his Majordomo, Mgr. Ricci, and a large
number personages belonging to the
our h Arriving at the place,
. 8 H u h'ness was received with enthu
siastic devotion by that portion of the
troops encamped at Rocca di Papa, for
whom he celebrated a Pontifical Mass, at
the close of which the Papal Benediction
was given to the troops, and immense
crowds, whose patriotic devotion had at
tracted them to the encampment. On
his return to Rome, quite a surprise was
prepared for His Holiness. When the
Pontifical cortege entered the tunnel of
Frescati, the entire passage was sudden
ly illuminated with electric light, render
ing the brilliant view one of the most
magnificent that can be conceived. As
a temporal sovereign Pius IX lives in
the hearts of his faithful devoted chil
dren.—Catholic Mirror.
Wanton Tyranny.— The Philadelphia
Daily Neus denounces as wanton tyranny
the attempt of the carpet baggers to com
pel the white people of Louisiana to send
their children to the Public Schools, in
which they shall be mingled with flic
children of Negroes, and expresses the
opinion that it will receive the execration
of every honest man.
There are a great many Republicans
out this way who claim to be honest, who
will justify this wanton tyranny. They
are in favor of anything that will aggra
vate, humiliate, and degrade the white
people of the South.— Columbus (Ohio)
Statesman.
Information Wanted— Of Patrick
O’Sullivan, a native of Youghal, County
Cork, Ireland. When last seen by his
sister, be was in South Boston, about 17
years of age. Any information of him
will be thankfully received by his sister,
Ellen Sullivan, otherwise Ellen Foley,
Fitchburg, Mass.
Os Hannah Rooney (maiden name
Hannah Downs); when last heard from,
six months ago, was residing in Washing
ton, Pennsylvania, where she has lived for
the last twelve or fifteen years Any in
formation respecting her whereabouts
will be thankfully received by her brother,
John Downs, in care of E. M. Connor,
Savannah, Ga —Boston Pilot.
Test Your Kerosene. —ln view of
the many lamp explosions resulting al
most invariably from the use of bad kero
sene, we urge upon the heads of families
the importance of testing their oil before
use in the lamp. This may be readily
done by any man, woman, or child, by
means of a thermometer, a little warm
water, and a tablespoonfull of oil. Fill
the cup with warm water, the temperature
of which is to be brought to 110 deg.
Fall. Pour the oil on the water ; apply
flame to the floating oil by match or other
wise. If the oil is unsafe, it will take
tire, and its use in the lamp is dangerous,
for it is liable to explode. But if the oil
is safe it will not take fire. All persons
who sell Kerosene that will not stand the
test at 110 degrees, are liable to prosecu
tion.—Ex.
The Court of Cassation of Turin has
confirmed the judgment by which the re
sponsible editor of the Unita Gcitldica
wa9 condemned to a month’s imprison
ment and a fine of OOOfrancs, for having
published that “ the Emperor Napoleon
111 failed in his duty as a Catholic sov
ereign towards the head of the Church.”
Thus the Courts of Italy are afraid of
the Emperor of the French. What con
temptible national independence it is for
the Supreme Court of a country to muz
zle the press for the sake of a foreigner ’
► The arrests in Ireland of men who made
free speeches in America arc nothing ?o
this miserable Victor Emanuel!
[Phila. (Cath.) Universe.
When to Fish. —An old fisherman,
who thinks he knows his business, states,
if a man wants to catch fish when he visits
the creek, let him not pick the full moon
days to do it. He gives a philosophical
reason for this advice—whether sound or
not, we cannot decide. He says, when
the moon is full, the nights being bright,
enables the fish to do all their foraging
in the night time. Os course, having
all their wants supplied, they lie up all
day, and, consequently, there is a scarcity
of “bites.” Under the new moon season,
the fish have to sleep at night, and
work by day. That makes the differ
ence in the fisherman’s string.
A thirsty Quaker, having [stopped at
a Long Island tavern to get a pot of
beer, and observing that the measure was
deficient, asked the land-lord how many
casks he drew in a month. “Ten/’ was
the reply. “And wouldst thou not like to
draw eleven, my friend?” “Yes.” “Then
I’ll tell thee how; fill thy measures!”
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