A flood of anonymous literature was scattered broadcast, arraigning the Emperor--the administration--the ministers--the diplomats--the generals.

"Slaves, arise!" said one, "and stand erect before the despot.

We have been kept long enough in serfage to the successors of Tatar Khans." The Tsar grew gloomy and silent.

"My successor," he said, "may do what he likes.

I cannot change." When he saw Austria at last actually in alliance with his enemies he was sorely shaken.