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the memoirs of victor hugo-第58章

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I saved the horse。

It is unfortunately true that Dumas is dead。  This has been ascertained through the German newspapers。  He died on December 5 at the home of his son at Puys; near Dieppe。

I am being urged more strongly than ever; to enter the Government。  The Minister of Justice; M。 Emmanuel Arago; called and stopped to dinner。  We talked。  Louis Blanc dropped in after dinner。  I persist in my refusal。

Besides Emmanuel Arago and the friends who usually dine with me on Thursdays; Rochefort and Blum came。  I invited them to come every Thursday if we have many more Thursdays to live。  At desert I drank Rochefort's health。

The cannonade is increasing。  The plateau of Avron had to be evacuated。



December 31。D'Alton…Shée paid a visit to me this morning。  It appears that General Ducros wants to see me。

Within three days the Prussians have sent us 12;000 shells。

Yesterday I ate some rat; and then hiccoughed the following quatrain:


              ~O mesdames les hétaires               Dans vos greniers; je me nourris:               Moi qui mourais de vos sourires;               Je vais vivre de vos souris~。


After next week there will be no more washing done in Paris; because there is no more coal。

Lieutenant Farcy; commander of the gunboat; dined with me。

It is bitterly cold。  For three days I have worn my cloak and hood whenever I have had to go out。

A doll for little Jeanne。  A basketful of toys for Georges。

Shells have begun to demolish the Fort of Rosny。  The first shell has fallen in the city itself。  The Prussians to…day fired 6;000 shells at us。

In the Fort of Rosny a sailor working at the gabions was carrying a sack of earth。  A shell knocked it off his shoulder。  〃Much obliged;〃 commented the sailor; 〃but I wasn't tired。〃

Alexandre Dumas died on December 5。  On looking over my notebook I see that it was on December 5 that a large hearse with an 〃H〃 on it passed before me in the Rue Frochot。

We have no longer even horse to eat。  *Perhaps* it is dog? *Maybe* it is rat?  I am beginning to suffer from pains in the stomach。  We are eating the unknown!

M。 Valois; representing the Société des Gens de Lettres; came to ask me what was to be done with the 3;000 francs remaining from the proceeds of the three readings of Les Chatiments; the guns having been delivered and paid for。  I told him that I wanted the whole amount turned over to Mme。 Jules Simon for the fund for the victims of the war。



January 1; 1871。Louis Blanc has addressed to me through the newspapers a letter upon the situation。

Stupor and amazement of little Georges and little Jeanne at their basketful of New Year presents。  The toys; when unpacked from the basket; covered a large table。 The children touched all of them and did not know which to take。  Georges was nearly furious with joy。  Charles remarked: 〃It is the despair of joy!〃

I am hungry。  I am cold。  So much the better。  I suffer what the people are suffering。

Decidedly horse is not good for me。  Yet I ate some。  It gives me the gripes。  I avenged myself at dessert with the following distich:

              ~Mon diner m'inquiete et même me harcêle;               J'ai mange du cheval et je songe a la selle~。

The Prussians are bombarding Saint Denis。



January 2。Daumier and Louis Blanc lunched with us。

Louis Koch gave to his aunt as a New Year gift a couple of cabbages and a brace of living partridges!

This morning we lunched on wine soup。  The elephant at the Jardin des Plantes has been slaughtered。  He wept。 He will be eaten。。

The Prussians continue to send us 6;000 bombs a day。




January 3。The heating of two rooms at the Pavillon de Rohan now costs 10 francs a day。

The Mountaineers' club again demands that Louis Blanc and I be added to the Government in order to direct it。 I continue to refuse。

There are at present twelve members of the French Academy in Paris; among them Ségur; Mignet; Dufaure; d'Haussonville; Legouvé; Cuvillier…Fleury; Barbier and Vitet。

Moon。  Intense cold。  The Prussians bombarded Saint Denis all night。

From Tuesday to Sunday the Prussians hurled 25;000 projectiles at us。  It required 220 railway trucks to transport them。  Each shot costs 60 francs; total; 1;500;000 francs。  The damage to the forts is estimated at 1;400 francs。  About ten men have been killed。  Each of our dead cost the Prussians 150;000 francs。



January 5。The bombardment is becoming heavier。 Issy and Vanves are being shelled。

There is no coal。  Clothes cannot be washed because they cannot be dried。  My washerwoman sent this message to me through Mariette:

〃If M。 Victor Hugo; who is so powerful; would ask the Government to give me a little coal…dust; I could wash his shirts。〃

Besides my usual Thursday guests I had Louis Blanc; Rochefort and Paul de Saint Victor to dinner。  Mme。 Jules Simon sent me a Gruyère cheese。  An extraordinary luxury; this。  We were thirteen at table。



January 6。At dessert yesterday I offered some bonbons to the ladies; saying as I did so:


              ~Grace a Boissier; chêre colombes;               Heureux; a vos pieds nous tombons。               Car on prend les forts par les bombes               Et les faibles par les bonbons~。


The Parisians out of curiosity visit the bombarded districts。 They go to see the shells fall as they would go to a fireworks display。  National Guards have to keep the people back。  The Prussians are firing on the hospitals。 They are bombarding Val…de…Grace。  Their shells set fire to the wooden booths in the Luxembourg; which were full of sick and wounded men; who had to be transported; undressed and wrapped up as well as they could be; to the Charité Hospital。  Barbieux saw them arrive there about 1 o'clock in the morning。

Sixteen streets have already been hit by shells。



January 7。The Rue des Feuillantines; which runs through the place where the garden of my boyhood used to be; is heavily bombarded。  I was nearly struck by a shell there。

My washerwoman having nothing to make a fire with; and being obliged to refuse work in consequence; addressed a demand to M。 Clémenceau; Mayor of the Ninth Arrondissement; for some coal; which she said she was prepared to pay for。  I endorsed it thus:

〃I am resigned to everything for the defence of Paris; to die of hunger and cold; and even to forego a change of shirt。  However; I commend my laundress to the Mayor of the Ninth Arrondissement。〃

And I signed my name。  The Mayor gave her the coal。



January 8。Camille Pelletan brought us good news from the Government。  Rouen and Dijon retaken; Garibaldi victorious at Nuits; and Fraidherbe at Bapaume。  All goes well。

We had brown bread; now we have black bread。  Everybody fares alike。  It is well。

The news of yesterday was brought by two pigeons。

A shell killed five children in a school in the Rue de Vaugirard。

The performances and readings of _Les Chatiments_ have had to be stopped; the theatres being without gas or coal; therefore without light or heat。

Prim is dead。  He was shot and killed at Madrid the day the king after his own heart; Amedeus; Duke of Genoa; entered Spain。

The bombardment was a 
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