Trochu issued a proclamation, in which he said, "The Governor of Paris will never capitulate." M.Delescluze has resigned, and several arrests have been made.

The Government, however, owes its triumph, not so much to its own inherent merits, as to the demerits of those who wished to supplant it.

Everyone complains of Trochu's strange inaction, and distrusts his colleagues, who seem to be playing fast-and-loose with the Commune, and to be anxious by a little gentle violence to be restored to private life.

The cry still is, "We will not capitulate!" and the nearer the moment approaches that the provisions must fail, the louder is it shouted.

Notwithstanding the bitter experience which the Parisians have had of the vanity of mere words to conjure disaster, they still seem to suppose that if they only cry out loud enough that the Prussians cannot, will not, shall not, enter Paris, their men of war will be convinced that the task is beyond their powers, and go home in despair.