Headed by their leader, whose name was Rene Foret, the peasants went to the municipality, broke open the doors, took possession of the arms stored there, collected all the papers they could find, and made a great bonfire with them in the centre of the square.

Then without harming anyone, or doing the slightest mischief, they left the town and scattered to their homes in the Bocage.
Leigh waited until all was over, returned to the cabaret where he had left his horse, and rode on.

Passing through the little town of Pin a powerful-looking man, some thirty-five years old, with a quiet manner, broad forehead, and intelligent face, stepped up to him.
"Pardon, monsieur," he said; "but you have come from Saint Florent ?" "Yes," he replied.
"Has aught happened there ?" "Yes, the peasants attacked the gendarmes, who fled, leaving their cannon behind them.

The peasants took what arms there were in the municipality, and made a bonfire of the papers.

They then, without doing any damage, dispersed to their homes." "They have done well," the man said.