LOUIS DUVAL.

 titude, among which were some of Reveillon's dis-
 charged workmen.
 During these proceedings, which, however, did not
 take long, Duval had remained a stupefied spectator;
 but others -in the crowd were more active. The same
 ferocious-looking strangers who, at an earlier hour,
 had distributed bread to the hungry people, were now
 busy in feeding their minds with dark hints at revenge.
 Those whom they addressed were for the most part
 ignorant and vicious, and they found ready listeners.
 In a short time, a rude and tumultuous procession was
 formed, torches were procured, and, amidst shouts of
 terrible threatening, they proceeded to Reveillon's
 factory, led on by Jerome and the dark-looking man,
 between whom, at an early part of the day, a few
 words, already recorded, had passed. With them,
 linked arm in arm, was Henry Duval.
 "( A bas Reveillon!" Down with Reveillon was
 shouted by hundreds of voices, as the mob approached
 the factory, and a savage attack was immediately made
 upon the house. In a few minutes an entrance was
 forced. Happily, the manufacturer and his family had
 escaped, but not a moment too soon. Before that
 fearful night was over the house was stripped from top
 to bottom. All the furniture was thrown into the street
 and destroyed; every window was smashed, and the
 building itself, when morning came, was a miserable ruin.
 While these scenes of violence were going on, no
opposition was offered; but active among the ferocious
crowd were the same mysterious strangers, distributing
money and wine to the panting rioters, while, fleeing
from the scene were to be seen the half-dressed in-
habitants of the quarter, who knew not whose house
might be next attacked, or what fresh madness might
be in Atore.