Show carls during lurli iff the siege from paris under data date of sept 19 the year of the siege henry labouchere MIB 1 I dout dont know whether my letter of yesterday went off or not As my messen ger 8 to the posto filce could get no au authentic intelligence about what was passing lne I 1 att int there myself everybody was in all uniform was shrugging ills sho u and T fe was tallie tar alib condition of ft a london policeman were he to see himself marched off to the station by a street sweeper that the prussians should hae have taken the emperor prisoner and have vanquished the french armies had of course astonished thee these worthy bureaucrats but that they should have lave ventured to interfere with pos postmen tinen had bad perfectly dumfounded dum founded them put your letter in that box said a venerable vea crable employee on a high tool stool will it ever be taken out I 1 asked qui salt be replied shall you send off a train tomorrow morning I 1 asked there was a chorus of ofru qui I 1 baitt bill t and the beads heads dist disappeared a 1 still further with the th 0 respective res s shoulders boulders to which w kiich they belonged what do you think of a man on horseback I 1 suggested an indignant impossible was the answer why h not ot I 1 asked the look of contempt with which the clerks gazed on roe me was expressive it meant do you really imagine that a functionary a postman Is going to forward your letters in an irregular manner at this moment a sort of young french jefferson brick came in evidently he was a republican publican Ile recently set in authority to him I 1 turned citizen I 1 want my letter to go to london it is a press letter these bureaucrats say that they dare dam not send it by bya a horse express I 1 appeal to you as I 1 am sure you arc are a man of expedients these people ho lie replied scowling at the clerks are demoralized they are the an cicet valets of a corrupt oai court give mo me your letter it if possible it shall go fol foi de ci 1 1 I handed my letter to jefferson but whether it is on its way to england or still in his patriotic hands bands I 1 do not know As I 1 passed out through the courtyard I 1 SAW postmen seated on the boxes of carts with no horses before them it was their hour to carry out the letters and thus icalla they fulfilled their duty |