They call him now a "sinister scoundrel" and a "lugubrious stage player." But he was their master for many a long year, and they owe their emancipation from his yoke to Prussian arms and not to themselves.
A committee of "subsistence" has been established.

The feud between the butchers and the public still continues, and most of the meat stalls are closed.

The grocers, too, are charging absurd prices for their goods.
_La Liberte_ suggests that their clients should do themselves justice, and one of these mornings, unless these gentry abate their prices, some grocer will be found hanging before his door.

Although provisions are plentiful, the misery is very great.

Beggars increase in number every day--they are like one of the plagues of Egypt.