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Consequently, at Bordeaux, where not a gun had been fired, the mayor Saige, and principal author of the submission, is at once led to the scaffold without any form of trial, while eight hundred and eighty-one others succeed him amidst the solemn silence of a dismayed population.
Saige, the mayor, preaches conciliation and patience: he declines the aid of four or five thousand young men, three thousand grenadiers of the National Guard, and two or three hundred volunteers who had formed themselves into a club against the Jacobin club.
Again, in large letters among the fragment of red and blue paint, we read "Celui qui ne craint fortune n'est pas bien saige." Even more pathetic, when we recall the joyous days at Milan and Vigevano, where Lodovico listened to readings from Dante in Beatrice's rooms, is the following version of Francesca da Rimini's famous lines:
Why, sargeant! is it flying ye are? she cried that I should live to see a husband of mine turn his hack to an inimy! and such a one! Here I have been telling the bys, as we come along, all about the saige of Yorrektown, and how ye was hurted; and how yed be acting the same agin the day; and I mate ye retraiting jist as the first gun is fired. Och!
In this manner the burthen approached, yard after yard, until it was evidently drawing near the window. "It's the captain hoisting up the big baste of a hog, for provisioning the hoose, ag'in a saige," whispered Mike to the negroes, who grinned as they tugged; "and when the cr'atur squails, see to it, that ye do not squail yerselves."
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