In _La France_, a moderate and well-conducted journal, I find the following remarks:--"Paris is the capital of France and of the world.

Paris besieged is a beautiful, a surprising spectacle.
The sky is blue, the atmosphere is pure, this is a happy augury, fifteen days of patience on the part of the Parisians, fifteen days to arm in the provinces, and the German army will be irreparably compromised.

It will then be unable to cut its way out of the circle of fire which will surround it." When journals of the standing of _La France_ deal in this sort of nonsense it is not surprising that the ex-Imperialist organs, which are endeavouring to curry favour with the mob, are still more absurd.

The _Figaro_ concludes two columns of bombast with the following flight:--"But thou, O country, never diest.

Bled in all thy veins by the butchers of the North, thy divine head mutilated by the heels of brutes, the Christ of nations, for two months nailed on the cross, never hast thou appeared so great and so beautiful, Thou neededst this martyrdom, O our mother, to know how we love thee.