Families were enjoined not to weep too loud.
The massacre along the boulevards was only a part; it was followed by the summary fusillades, the secret executions.
One of the witnesses whom we have questioned asked a major in the gendarmerie mobile, who had distinguished himself in these butcheries: "Come, tell us the figure?
Was it four hundred ?" The man shrugged his shoulders.

"Was it six hundred ?" The man shook his head.

"Eight hundred ?"--"Say twelve hundred," said the officer, "and you will fall short." At this present hour nobody knows exactly what the 2nd of December was, what it did, what it dared, whom it killed, whom it buried.

The very morning of the crime, the newspaper offices were placed under seal, free speech was suppressed, by Louis Bonaparte, that man of silence and darkness.

On the 2nd, the 3rd, the 4th, the 5th, and ever since, Truth has been taken by the throat and strangled just as she was about to speak.