The Young Franc Tireurs, and Their Adventures in the Franco-Prussian War
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Henty George Alfred. The Young Franc Tireurs, and Their Adventures in the Franco-Prussian War
Preface
Chapter 1: The Outbreak Of War
Chapter 2: Terrible News
Chapter 3: Death To The Spy!
Chapter 4: Starting For The Vosges
Chapter 5: The First Engagement
Chapter 6: The Tunnel Of Saverne
Chapter 7: A Baffled Project
Chapter 8: The Traitor
Chapter 9: A Desperate Fight
Chapter 10: The Bridge Of The Vesouze
Chapter 11: A Fight In The Vosges
Chapter 12: The Surprise
Chapter 13: The Escape
Chapter 14: A Perilous Expedition
Chapter 15: The Expedition
Chapter 16: A Desperate Attempt
Chapter 17: A Balloon Voyage
Chapter 18: A Day Of Victory
Chapter 19: Down At Last
Chapter 20: Crossing The Lines
Chapter 21: Home
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The usually quiet old town of Dijon was in a state of excitement. There were groups of people in the streets; especially round the corners, where the official placards were posted up. Both at the Prefecture and the Maine there were streams of callers, all day. Every functionary wore an air of importance, and mystery; and mounted orderlies galloped here and there, at headlong speed. The gendarmes had twisted their mustaches to even finer points than usual, and walked about with the air of men who knew all about the matter, and had gone through more serious affairs than this was likely to be.
In the marketplace, the excitement and buzz of conversation were at their highest. It was the market day, and the whole area of the square was full. Never, in the memory of the oldest inhabitant, had such a market been seen in Dijon. For the ten days preceding, France had been on the tiptoe of expectation; and every peasant's wife and daughter, for miles round the town, had come with their baskets of eggs, fowls, or fruits, to attend the market and to hear the news. So crowded was it, that it was really difficult to move about. People were not, however, unmindful of bargains–for the French peasant woman is a thrifty body, and has a shrewd eye to sous–so the chaffering and haggling, which almost invariably precede each purchase, went on as briskly as usual but, between times, all thoughts and all tongues ran upon the great event of the day.
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Before Madame Duburg had time to answer, the gentlemen joined them, and the conversation turned upon the war. In a short time the three girls came up.
"What a rosy little thing you are, Milly," her uncle said; "where do you get your plump cheeks, and your bright color? I wish you could give the receipt to Julie and Justine. Why, if you were to blow very hard, I do think you would blow them both down."
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