Misérables Vol. 5 | Victor Hugo | Literary Fiction, Romance | Talking Book | English | 3/8

Misérables Vol. 5 | Victor Hugo | Literary Fiction, Romance | Talkingbook | English | 1/8

chapter one of book 1 of limousine habla vol 5 by Victor Eagle this is a librivox recording all librivox recordings are in the public domain for more information or to volunteer please visit librivox.org levy sahaba vol 5 by victor hugo translated by Isabelle Flores hep good book one book first the war between four walls chapter one the Charybdis of the football settled one and the Scylla of the football do table the two most memorable barricades which the observer of social maladies can name do not belong to the period in which the action of this work is laid these two barricades both of them symbols under two different aspects of a redoubtable situation spraying from the earth at the time of the fatal insurrection of June 1848 the greatest war of the streets that history has ever beheld it sometimes happens that even contrary to principles even contrary to liberty equality and fraternity even contrary to the universal vote even contrary to the government by all for all from the depths of its anguish of its discouragements and its distance of its fevers of its de-stresses of its my asthma's of its ignorant of its darkness that great and despairing body the rabble protests against and that the populace wages battle against the people beggars attack the common right the o'clock recei rises against demos these are melancholy days for there is always a certain amount of night even in this madness there is suicide in this duel and those words which are intended to be insults beggars Kanaya o'clock Rossi populace in zib –it alas rather the fault of those who rain than the fault of those who suffer rather the fault of the privileged than the fault of the disinherited for our own part we never pronounce these words without pain and without respect for when philosophy fathoms the facts to which they correspond it often finds many a grandeur beside these miseries Athens was an o'clock Rossi the beggars were the making of Holland the populace saved Rome more than once and the rabble followed Jesus Christ there is no thinker who has not at times contemplated the magnificences of the lower classes it was of this rabble that st. jerome was thinking no doubt and of all these poor people and all these vagabonds and all these miserable people whence praying the Apostles and the martyrs when he uttered this mysterious saying effects would abyss Lexx autobus the dregs of the city the law of the earth the exasperation of this crowd which suffers and bleeds its violence is contrary to all sense directed against the principles which are its life it's masterful deeds against the right are its popular coup d'etat and should be repressed the man of probity sacrifices himself and out of his very love for this crowd he combats it but how excusable he feels it even while holding out against it how he venerates it even while resisting it this is one of those rare moments when while doing that which it is one's duty to do one feels something which disconcerts one in which would dissuade one from proceeding further one persists it is necessary but conscience though satisfied is sad and the accomplishment of duty is complicated with a pain at the heart June 1848 let us hasten to say was an exception of fact an almost impossible of classification in the philosophy of history all the words which we have just uttered must be discarded when it becomes a question of this extraordinary revolt in which one feels the holy anxiety of toil claiming its rights it was necessary to combat it and this was a duty for it attacked the Republic but what was June 1848 at bottom a revolt of the people against itself where the subject is not lost sight of there is no digression may we then be permitted to arrest the reader's attention for a moment on the two absolutely unique barricades of which we have just spoken and which characterized this insurrection one blocked the entrance to the fobel sentient one the other defended the approach to the full bull do topless those before whom needs to fearful masterpieces of Civil War reared themselves beneath the brilliant blue sky of June will never forget them the sentient one barricade was tremendous it was three stories high and 700 feet wide it barred the vast opening of the football that is to say three streets from angle to angle ravine jagged cut up divided crenelated with an immense rent but rest with piles that were bastions in an inn themselves throwing out capes here and there powerfully backed up by two great promontory zuv houses of the foe boo it reared itself like a cyclopean dyke at the end of a formidable place which had seen the 14th of July nineteen barricades were ranged one behind the other in the depths of the streets behind this principal barricade at the very sight of it one felt the agonizing suffering in the immense flow boule which had reached that point of extremity when a distress they become a catastrophe of what was that barricade made of the ruins of three six storey houses demolished expressly said some of the prodigy of all Raths said others it wore the lamentable aspect of all constructions of hatred ruin it might be asked who built this it might also be said who destroyed this it was the improvisation of abuse on hold take this door this grading this penthouse this chimney-piece this broken brazier this cracked pot give all cast away all pushed this roll dig dismantle overturn ruin everything it was the collaboration of the pavement the block of stone the beam the bar of iron the rag the scrap the broken pane the unseated chair the cabbage stock the tatter the rag and the malediction it was grand and it was petty it was the abyss parodied on the public place by hubbub the mess beside the atom the strip of ruined wall in the broken bowl threatening fraternization of every sort of rubbish Sisyphus had thrown his rock there and job his potsherd terrible and short it was the acropolis of the barefooted overturned carts broke the uniformity of the slope an immense dray was spread out there crossways its axle pointed heavenward and seemed a scar on that tumultuous facade an omnibus hoisted gaily by main force to the very summit of the heap as though the architects of this bit of savagery had wished to add a touch of the street urchin humour to their terror presented its horseless unhonest poll to no one knows what horses of the air this gigantic heap the alluvium of the revolt figured to the mind an osa unpay lien of all revolutions 93 on 89 the ninth of Thermidor on the 10th of August the 18th of bloomin on the 11th of January Vonda Mia on Play Leone 1848 on 1830 the situation deserved the trouble and this barricade was worthy to figure on the very spot whence the busty had disappeared if the ocean made dykes it is thus that it would build the fury of the flood was stamped on the shapeless mass what flood the crowd one thought one beheld hubbub petrified one thought one heard humming above this barricade as though there had been over their hive enormous dark bees of violent progress was it a thicket was it a Bacchanalia was it a fortress vertigo seemed to have constructed it with blows of its wings there was something of the cesspool in that redoubt and something Olympian in that confusion one there beheld in a pell-mell full of despair the rafters of roofs bits of garret windows with their figured paper window sashes with their glass planted there in the ruins of waiting the cannon wrecks of chimneys cupboards tables benches howling topsy-turvy dumb and those thousands poverty stricken things the very refuse of the mendicant which contain at the same time fury and nothingness one would have said that it was the tatters of a people rags of wood of iron of bronze of stone and that the fobel sentient one had thrust it there at its door with a colossal flourish of the broom making of its misery its met barricade blocks resembling headsman's blocks dislocated chains pieces of woodwork with brackets having the form of jib 'it's horizontal wheels projecting from the rubbish amalgamated with this edifice of anarchy the sombre figure of the old tortures endured by the people the barricade sentient one converted everything into a weapon everything that Civil War could throw at the head of society proceeded thence it was not combat it was a paroxysm the carbines which defended this redoubt among which there were some blunderbusses sent bits of earthenware bones coke buttons even the casters from night stands dangerous projectiles on account of the brass this barricade was furious it hurled to the clouds an inexpressible clamor at certain moments when provoking the army it was covered with throngs and tempest a tumultuous crowd of flaming heads grounded a swarm filled it it had a thorny crest of guns of sabers of cudgels of axes of pikes and of bayonets a vast red flag flapped in the wind shouts of command songs of attack the rolls of drums the sobs of women and bursts of gloomy laughter from the starving were to be heard there it was huge and living and like the back of an electric beast there proceeded from it little flashes of lightning the spirit of revolution covered with its cloud this summit where rumbled that voice of the people which resembles the voice of God a strange Majesty was emitted by this titanic basket of rubbish it was a heap of filth and it was Sinai as we have said previously it attacked in the name of the revolution what the revolution it that barricade chance hazard disorder terror misunderstanding the unknown it had facing it the Constituent Assembly the sovereignty of the people universal suffrage the nation the Republic and it was the cow manual bidding defiance to the Marseillaise immense but heroic defiance for the old fool is a hero the football and it's read out lent each other assistance the football shouldered the read out the read out took its stand under cover of the football the vast barricade spread out like a cliff against which the strategy of the African generals dashed itself its caverns its excrescences its warts its Jibo psyches grimaced so to speak and grinned beneath the smoke the metalia vanished in shapelessness the bombs plunged into it bullets only succeeded in making holes in it what was the use of cannonading chaos and the regiments accustomed to the fierce divisions of war gazed with uneasy eyes on that species of redoubt a wild beast in its board-like bristling and a mountain by its enormous size a quarter of a league away from the corner of the Hoodoo table which the bushes on the boudoir near the chateau a duel if one thrust one's head bodily beyond the point formed by the front of the doll manya shop when perceived in the distance beyond the canal in the street which mounts the slopes of Belleville at the culminating point of the rise a strange wall reaching to the second story of the house fronts a sort of – between the houses on the right and the houses on the left as though the street had folded back on itself its loftiest wall in order to close itself abruptly this wall was built of paving stones it was straight correct cold perpendicular leveled with the square laid out by rural and line cement was lacking of course but as in the case of certain Roman walls without interfering with its rigid architecture the entablature was mathematically parallel with the base from distance to distance one could distinguish on the gray surface almost invisible loopholes which resembled black threads these loopholes were separated from each other by equal space says the street was deserted as far as the eye could reach all windows and doors were closed and the background Rose this barrier which made a blind thoroughfare of the street a motionless and tranquil wall no one was visible nothing was audible not a cry not a sound not a breath a Sepulchre the dazzling sun of june inundated this terrible thing with light it was the barricade of the football of the table as soon as one arrived on the spot and caught sight of it it was impossible even for the boldest not to become thoughtful before this mysterious apparition it was adjusted jointed imbricated rectilinear symmetrical and few nariyal science and gloom met there one felt that the chief of this barricade was a geometrician or a specter one looked at it and spoke low from time to time if some soldier an officer representative of the people chance to traverse the deserted highway a faint sharp whistle was heard and the passerby fell dead or wounded or if he escaped the bullet sometimes abyss kyun was seen to Wisconsin self in some close shutter in the interstice between two blocks of stone or in the plaster of a wall for the men in the barricade had made themselves two small cannons out of two cast-iron lengths of gas pipe plugged up at one end with Tao and fire clay and there was no waste of useless powder nearly every shot told there were corpses here and there and pools of blood on the pavement I remember a white butterfly which went and came in the street summer does not abdicate in the neighborhood the spaces beneath the buff taco shell were encumbered with wounded one felt oneself aimed at by some person whom one did not see and one understood that guns were leveled at the whole length of the street Nast behind the sort of sloping Ridge which the vaulted canal forms at the entrance to the fuwalda table the soldiers of the attacking column gravely and thoughtfully watched this dismal read out this immobility this passivity whence praying death some crawled flat on their faces as far as the crest of the curve of the bridge taking care that their che cose did not project beyond it the valiant coronet and montina admired this barricade with a shudder how that is built he said to a representative not one paving stone projects beyond its neighbor it is made of porcelain at that moment a bullet broke the cross on his breast and he fell the coward's people said let them show themselves let us see them they dare not they are hiding the barricade of the full Baldy top load defended by 80 men attacked by 10,000 held out for three days on the 4th they did as at zecha as at Constantine they pierced the houses they came over the roofs the barricade was taken not one of the 80 cowards thought of flight all were killed there with the exception of the leader battle-ax me of whom we shall speak presently the sun topped one barricade was the tumult of thunders the barricade of the table was silenced the difference between these two readouts was the difference between the formidable and the sinister one seemed a maw the other a mask admitting that the gigantic and gloomy insurrection of June was composed of a wrath and of an enigma one divined in the first barricade the dragon and behind the second the Sphinx these two fortresses had been erected by two men named the one cool nay the other vassal umi-kun a maid the sentient one barricade back salumi the barricade of the dauntless each was the image of the man who had built it Khulna was a man of lofty stature he had broad shoulders a red face a crushing fist a bold heart a loyal soul a sincere and terrible I intrepid energetic irascible stormy the most cordial of men the most formidable of combatants war strife conflict where the very air he breathed and put him in a good humour he had been an officer in the Navy and from his gestures and his voice one divine that he sprang from the ocean and that he came from The Tempest he carried the hurricane on into battle with the exception of the genius there was in coolness something of Dalton as with the exception of the divinity there was in Dalton something of Hercules dr. nummy thin feeble pill taciturn was a sort of tragic street urchin who having had his ears boxed by a policeman laying wait for him and killed him and that 17 was sent to the galleys he came out and made this barricade later on fatal circumstance in London prescribed by all battle amis Luke Olney it was a funeral duel some time afterwards caught in the gearing of one of those mysterious adventures in which passion plays a part a catastrophe in which French justice sees extenuating circumstances and in which English justice sees only death but salumi was hanged the sombre social construction is so made that thanks to material destitution thanks to moral obscurity that unhappy being who possessed an intelligence certainly firm possibly great began in France with the galleys and ended in England with the gallows baffle to me on occasion flew one flag the Black Flag end of book one chapter one chapters 2 & 3 of book 1 of limas a table volume 5 by Victo ago this is a librivox recording all librivox recordings are in the public domain for more information or to volunteer please visit librivox.org name is a table volume 5 by Vic Telugu translated by Isabel Rahal's hep good book the first the war between four walls chapter 2 what is to be done in the abyss if one does not converse 16 years count in the subterranean education of insurrection and June 1848 knew a great deal more about it than June 1832 so the barricade of the who – although he was only an outline and an embryo compared to the two colossal barricades which we have just sketched but it was formidable for that epoch the insurgents under the I of all Jean ha form areas no longer looked after anything had made good use of the night the barricade had been not only repaired but augmented they had raised it to feet bars of iron planted in the pavement resembled Lance's and rest all sorts of rubbish brought and added from all directions complicated the external confusion the redoubt had been cleverly made over into a wall on the inside and a thicket on the outside the staircase of paving stones which permitted one to mount it like the wall of a citadel had been reconstructed the barricade had been put in order the taproom dis encumbered the kitchen appropriated for the ambulance the dressing of the wounded completed the powder scattered on the ground and on the tables had been gathered up bullets run cartridges manufactured lint scraped the fallen weapons redistributed the interior of the readout cleaned the rubbish swept up corpses removed they laid the dead in a heap in the mando tulane of which they were still the Masters the pavement was red for a long time at that spot among the dead there were four National Guardsmen of the suburbs Raja had their uniforms laid aside all zhanka had advised two hours of sleep advice from our own ha was a command still only three or four took advantage of it the ye employed those two hours in engraving this inscription on the wall which faced the tavern long live the people's these four words hollowed out in the rough stone with a nail could be still read on the wall in 1848 the three women had profited by the respite of the night to vanish definitely which allowed the insurgents to breathe more freely they had found means of taking refuge in some neighbouring house the greater part of the wounded were able and wished to fight still on a litter of mattresses and trusses of straw in the kitchen which had been converted into an ambulance there were five men gravely wounded two of whom were municipal Guardsmen the municipal guardsmen were attended to first in the taproom there remained only ma buff under his black cloth and Java bound to his post this is the hall of the dead said on short aha in the interior of this hall barely lighted by a candle at one end the mortuary table being behind the post like a horizontal bar a sort of vast vague cross resulted from javva erect and mob of line prone the pole of the Omnibus although snapped off by the Fuji ad was still sufficiently upright to admit of their fastening the flag to it Aroha who possessed that quality of a leader of always doing what he said attached to this staff the bullet-ridden in the bloody coat of the old man's no repast had been possible there was neither bread nor meat the fifty men in the barricade had speedily exhausted the scanty provisions of the wine-shop during the 16 hours which they had passed there at a given moment every barricade inevitably becomes the raft of the midis they were obliged to resign themselves to hunger they had then reached the first hours of that Spartan day of the sixth of June when in the barricade Sam a legion surrounded by the insurgents who demanded bread replied to all combatants crying something to eat with why it is three o'clock at four o'clock we shall be dead as they could no longer eat on shonkoff forbade them to drink he interdicted wine and portioned out the brandy they had found in the cellar 15 full bottles hermetically sealed on Shanghai and khumba fell examined them Kumba fell when he came up again said it's the old stock of father issue who began business as a grocer it must be real wine observed busway it's lucky that Conte is asleep if he were on foot there would be a good deal of difficulty in saving these bottles Waldron AHA in spite of all murmurs placed his veto on the 15 bottles and in order that no one might touch them he had them placed under the table on which father my buff was lying about two o'clock in the morning they reckoned up their strength there were still 37 of them the day began to dawn the torch which had been replaced in its cavity and the pavement had just been extinguished the interior of the barricade that species of tiny courtyard appropriated from the street was bathed in shadows and resembled a thwart the vague Twilight horror the deck of a disabled ship the combatants as they went and came moved about their like black forms above that terrible nesting place of doom and gloom the stories of the mute houses were lividly outlined at the very top the chimney stood paly out the sky was of that charming undecided hue which may be white and may be blue birds flew about in it with cries of joy the lofty house which formed the back of the barricade being turned to the east had upon its roof a rosy reflection the morning breeze ruffled the grey hair on the head of the dead man at the third storey window I am delighted that the torch has been extinguished said caffeic too for ye that torch flickering in the wind annoyed me it had the appearance of being afraid the light of torches resembles the wisdom of cowards it gives a bad light because it trembles Don awakens mines as it does the birds all began to talk Shirley perceiving a cat prowling on a gutter extracted philosophy from it what is the cat he exclaimed it is a corrective the good God having made the mouse said hello I have committed a blunder and so he made the cat the cat is the erratum of the mouse the mouse plus the cat is the proof of creation revised and corrected Kumba faff surrounded by students and artisans with speaking of the dead of zhang pavel a bowel of my buff and even of Quebec and of autogas sad severity he said harmonious and Eris stood jitan Brutus Jarius Stephanus cromwell charlotte corday sand have all had their moment of agony when it was too late our hearts Quivers so and human life is such a mystery that even in the case of a civic murder even in a murder for liberation if there be such a thing the remorse for having struck a man surpasses the joy of having served the human race and such are the windings of the exchange of speech that a moment later by a transition brought about through jean-paul vales versus comb befell was comparing the translators of the JA Jaques whole with Kunal Kunal with the lead pointing out the passages translated by Malfi Lata particularly The Prodigy's of Caesars death and at that word Caesar the conversation reverted to Brutus Caesar said comb befell felt justly Cicero was severe towards Caesar and he was right death severity is not diatribe Wen's wellies insults homer when my views insults Virgil when Vice insults Melia when Pope insults Shakespeare when Frederic insult Voltaire it is an old law of envy and hatred which is being carried out genius attracts insult great men are always more or less barked at boswellia since asaro are two different persons Cicero is an arbiter in thought just as Brutus is an arbiter by the sword for my part I blame that last justice the blade but antiquity admitted it Caesar the violator of the Rubicon conferring as though they came from him the dignities which emanated from the people not rising at the entrance of the Senate committed the acts of a king and almost of a tyrant regia up in a tier annika he was a great man so much the worse or so much the better the lesson is but the more exalted his 23 wounds touched me less than the spitting in the face of Jesus Christ Caesar is stabbed by the Senators Christ is cuffed by lackeys one feels the God through the greater outrage busway who towered above the interlocutors from the summit of a heap of paving stones exclaimed rifle in hand oh Sid atheneum omere heinous o proble in–this o graces of the eye entities o who will grant me to pronounce the verses of Homer like a Greek of Laurium or of a deputy on chapter three light and shadow All Shall ha had been to make a reconnaissance he had made his way out through mondo to Lane gliding along close to the houses the insurgents we will remark were full of hope the manner in which they had repulsed the attack of the preceding night had caused them to almost disdain and advance the attack at dawn they waited for it with a smile they had no more doubt as to their success than as to their cause moreover succor was evidently on the way to them they reckoned on it with that facility of triumphant prophecy which is one of the sources of strength in the French combatant they divided the day which was at hand into three distinct phases at six o'clock in the morning a regiment which had been labored with quote-unquote would turn at noon the insurrection of all Paris at sunset revolution they heard the alarm bell of ass a melee which had not been silent for an instant since the night before a proof that the other barricade the great one John's still held out all these hopes were exchanged between the different groups in a sort of gay and a formidable whisper which resembled the warlike hum of a hive of bees Raja reappeared he returned from his somber eagle fly into outer darkness he listened for a moment to all this joy with folded arms and one hand on his mouth then fresh and rosy and the growing whiteness of the dawn he said the whole army of Paris is to strike a third of the army is bearing down upon the barricades in which you now are there is the National Guard in addition I have picked out the Shaykh O's of the fifth of the line and the standard bearers of the sixth Legion in one hour you will be attacked as for the populace it was seething yesterday today it is not stirring there is nothing to expect nothing to hope for neither from affable nor from a regiment you are abandoned these words fell upon the buzzing of the groups and produced on them the effect caused on a swarm of bees by the first drops of a storm a moment of indescribable silence ensued in which death might have been heard flitting by this moment was brief a voice from the obscurest depths of the groups shouted to Angela so be it let us raise the barricade to a height of 20 feet and let us all remain in it citizens let us offer the protests of corpses let us show that if the people abandon the Republicans the Republicans do not abandon the people these words freed the thought of all from the painful cloud of individual anxieties it was hailed with an enthusiastic acclamation no one ever has known the name of the man who spoke with us he was some unknown blouse wearer a stranger a man forgotten a passing hero that great anonymous always mingled in human crises and in social geniuses who at a given moment others in a supreme fashion the decisive word and who vanishes into the shadows after having represented for a minute in a lightning flash the people and God this inexorable resolution so thoroughly impregnated the air of the 6th of June 1832 that almost at the very same hour on the barricades a melee the insurgents were raising that clamor which has become a matter of history and which has been consigned to the documents in the case quote-unquote what matters it whether they come to our assistance or not let us get ourselves killed here to the very last man as the reader sees the two barricades though materially isolated were in communication with each other end of book one chapters two and three chapter four of book one of limas a table volume 5 by Victo ago this is a librivox recording all librivox recordings are in the public domain for more information or to volunteer please visit librivox.org the music lab the volume v by v togo translated by isabella house hep good book first the war between four walls chapter four minus five plus one after the man who decreed the quote-unquote protest of corpses had spoken and had given this formula of their common soul there issued from all mouths a strangely satisfied and terrible cry few near y'all in a sense and triumphant in tone long live death let us all remain here white all said on zhanka all o all july resumed the position is good the barricade is fine thirty men are enough why sacrifice forty they replied because not one will go away citizens cried our Aloha and there was an almost irritated vibration in his voice this Republic is not rich enough in men to indulge in useless expenditure of them vain glory is waste if the duty of some is to depart that Duty should be fulfilled like any other al-jihad the man principle had over his co-religionists that sort of omnipotent power which emanates from the absolute still greatest was this omnipotence a murmur arose a leader to the very fingertips aloha seen that they murmured insisted he resumed haughtily let those who are afraid of not numbering more than thirty say so the murmurs redoubled besides observed a voice in one group it is easy enough to talk about leaving the barricade is hemmed not on the side of Leia's said aljalja the human the tool is free and through the Hooda pleasure one can reach the masa de Xena saw and there went on another voice you would be captured you would fall in with some grand guard of the line or the suburbs they will spy a man passing in blouse and cape whence come you don't you belong to the barricade and they will look at your hands you smell of powder shot on jean claw without making any reply touch khumba fail shoulder and the two entered the taproom they emerged thence a moment later aunt Olga held in his outstretched hands the four uniforms which he had laid aside comb buffet followed carrying the shoulder belts and the chic O's with this uniform said our genre you can mingle with the ranks and escape here is enough for four and he flung on the ground deprived of its pavement the four uniforms no wavering took place in his stoical audience Kumba Thal took the word come said he you must have a little pity do you know what the question is here it is a question of women see here are their women or are there not are their children or are there not are their mothers yes or no who rocked cradles with their foot and who have a lot of little ones around them let that man of you who has never beheld a nurse's breast raise his hand ah you want to get yourselves killed so do I I who I'm speaking to you but I do not want to feel the Phantom's of women reading their arms around me die if you will but don't make others die suicides like that which is on the brink of accomplishment here are sublime but suicide is narrow and does not admit of extension and as soon as it touches your name suicide is murder think of the little blonde heads think of the white locks listen Audra ha has just told me that he saw at the corner of the hoody Samia a lighted casement a candle in a poor window on the fifth floor and on the pane the quivering shadow of the head of an old woman who had the air of having spent the night in watching perhaps she is the mother of someone of you will let that man go and make haste to say to his mother Here I am mother let him feel at ease the task here will be performed all the same when one supports one's relatives by one's toil one has not the right to sacrifice oneself that is deserting one's family and those who have daughters what are you thinking of you get yourselves killed you are dead that as well and tomorrow young girls without bread that is a terrible thing man begs women cells those charming and gracious beings so gracious and so sweet who have bonus of flowers who fill the house with purity who's singin prattle who are like a living perfume who proved the existence of angels in heaven by the purity of virgins on earth that Jean that needs that Mimi those adorable and honest creatures who are your blessings and your pride good God they will suffer hunger what do you want me to say to you there is a market for human flesh and it is not with your shadowy hands shuttering around them that you will prevent them from entering it think of the street think of the pavement covered with passers-by think of the shops past which women go and come with necks all bare and through the mire these women too were will pure once think of your sisters those of you who have them misery prostitution the police Salizar that is what those beautiful delicate girl those fragile marvels of modesty gentleness and loveliness fresher than lilacs in the month of May will come – you have got yourselves killed you are no longer on hand that is well you have wished to release the people from royalty and you deliver over your daughters to the police friends have a care have mercy women unhappy women we are not in the habit of bestowing much thought on them we trust you the women not having received a man's education we prevent their reading we prevent their thinking we prevent their occupying themselves with politics will you prevent them from going to the dead house this evening and recognizing your bodies let us see those who have families must be tractable and shake hands with us and take themselves off and leave us here alone to tend to disappear I know well that courage is required to leave that it is hard but the harder it is the more meritorious you say I have a gun I am at the barricade so much the worse I shall remain there so much the worse is easily said my friends there is Amaro you will not be here tomorrow but your families will and what sufferings see here is a pretty healthy child with cheeks like an apple who babbles prattles chatters whoo laughs whoo smell sweep beneath your kiss and do you know what becomes of him when he is abandoned I have seen one a very small creature no taller than that his father was dead poor people had taken him in out of charity but they had bread only for themselves the child was always hungry it was winter he did not cry you could see him approach the stove in which there was never any fire and whose pipe you know was of mastic and yellow clay his breathing was hoarse his face livid his flaccid his belly prominent he said nothing if you spoke to him he did not answer he is dead he was taken to the Necker hospital where I saw him I was House surgeon in that hospital now if there are any father's among you father's whose happiness it is to stroll on Sundays holding their child's tiny hand in their robust hand let each one of those fathers imagine that this child is his own that poor brat I remember and I seem to see him now when he lay nude on the dissecting table how his ribs stood out on his skin like the graves beneath the grass in a cemetery a sort of mud was found in his stomach there were ashes in his teeth come let us examine ourselves conscientiously and take counsel with our heart statistics show that the mortality among abandoned children is 55 percent I repeat it is a question of women it concerns mothers it concerns young girls it concerns little children who is talking to you of yourselves we know well what you are we know well that you are all brave Babloo we know well that you all have in your souls the joy and the glory of giving your life for the great cause we know well that you feel yourselves elected to die usefully and magnificently and that each one of you clings to his share in the triumph very well but you are not alone in this world there are other beings of whom you must think you must not be egoists all drop their heads with a gloomy air strange contradictions of the human heart at its most sublime moments cone buffet who spoke thus was not an orphan he recalled the mothers of other men and forgot his own he was about to get himself killed he an egoist ma who's fasting fevered having emerged in succession from all hope and having been stranded in grief the most somber of shipwrecks and saturated with violent emotions and conscious that the end was near had plunged deeper and deeper into that visionary stupor which always precedes the fatal hour voluntarily accepted a physiologist might have studied in him the growing symptoms of that febrile absorption known to and classified by science and which is – suffering what voluptuousness is – pleasure despair also has its ecstasy maha youths had reached this point he looked on at everything as from without as we have said things which passed before him seemed far away he made out the hole but did not perceive the details he beheld men going and coming as through a flame he heard voices speaking as at the bottom of an abyss but this moved him there was in this scene a point which pierced and roused even him he had but one idea now to die and he did not wish to be turned aside from it but he reflected in his gloomy somnambulism that while destroying himself he was not prohibited from saving someone else he raised his voice al John ha ha and Cuong befell our right he said no one necessary sacrifice I join them and you must make haste Kumba thay has said convincing things to you there are some among you who have families mothers sisters wives children let such leave the ranks no one stirred married men and the supporters of families step out of the ranks repeated mal use his authority was great all drone claw was certainly the head of the barricade but MA Hughes was its Saviour i order it cried all junka i entreat you said my use then touched by conv faith words shaken by Angelica's order touched by male uses entreaty these heroic men began to denounce each other it is true said one man to a full-grown man you are the father of a family go it is your duty rather retorted the man you have two sisters whom you maintain and an unprecedented controversy broke forth each struggle to determine which should not allow himself to be placed at the door of the tomb make haste said caffeic in another quarter of an hour it will be too late citizens pursued Alka this is the Republic and universal suffrage reigns do you yourselves designate those who are to go they obeyed after the expiration of a few minutes five were unanimously selected and stepped out of the ranks there are five of them exclaimed Matthews there were only four uniforms well begin the five one must stay behind and then a struggle arose as to who should remain and who should find reasons for the others not remaining the generous quarrel began afresh you have a wife who loves you you have your aged mother you have neither father nor mother and what is to become of your three little brothers you are the father of five children you have a right to live you are only 17 it is too early for you to die these great revolutionary barricades were assembling points for heroism the improbable was simple there these men did not astonish be quick repeated caffeic men shouted to my use from the groups do you designate who is to remain yes said the five choose we will obey you Maui's did not believe that he was capable of another emotion still at this idea that of choosing a man for death his blood rushed back to his heart he would have turned pale had it been possible for him to become any paler he advanced towards the five who smiled upon him each with his eyes full of that grand flame which one be holds in the depths of history hovering over Thermopylae cried to him me me me and malleus stupidly counted them there were still five of them then his glance dropped to the four uniforms at that moment a fifth uniform fell as if from heaven upon the other four the fifth man was saved ma he's raised his eyes and recognized monsieur farival Jean Valjean had just entered the barricade he had arrived by way of mon Dieu tolling whither by dint of enquiries made or by instinct or by chance thanks to his dress of a National Guardsman he had made his way without difficulty the sentinel stationed by the insurgents in the home owned a tool had no occasion to give the alarm for a single National Guardsman and he had allowed the latter to entangle himself in the street saying to himself probably it as a reinforcement in any case it is a prisoner the moment was too grave to admit of the sentinel abandoning his duty and his post of observation at the moment when Jean Valjean entered the redoubt no one had noticed him all eyes being fixed on the five chosen men in the four uniforms John Shaw also had seen and heard and he had silently removed his coat and flung it on the pile with the rest the emotion aroused was indescribable who is this man demanded butchery he is a man who saves others replied can buffet my use added in a grave voice I know him this guarantees satisfied everyone Oh turned to jean valjean welcome citizen and he added you know that we are about to die Jean Valjean without replying helped the insurgent whom he was saving to Don his uniform end of book one chapter four chapters five and six of book one of limousine habla vol 5 by Vito ghoul this is a librivox recording all librivox recordings are in the public domain for more information or to volunteer please visit librivox.org Ibiza hobbit' of vol 5 by Vito Eagle translated by easy bed for all hep good book the first the war between four walls chapter 5 the horizon which one be holds from the summit of a barricade the situation of all in that fatal hour and that pitiless place had as a result in culminating point on jacques supreme melancholy mahjong sabor within him the plenitude of the revolution he was incomplete however so far as the absolute can be so he had too much of sense used about him and not enough of an a car sis clothes still his mind in the Society of the Friends of the ABC had ended by undergoing a certain polarization from khumba fails ideas for some time past he had been gradually emerging from the narrow form of dogma and had allowed himself to incline to the broadening influence of progress and he had come to accept as a definitive and magnificent evolution the transformation of the great French Republic into the immense human Republic as far as the immediate means were concerned a violent situation being given he wished to be violent on that point he never varied and he remained of that epoch and redoubtable school which is summed up in the words 83 mantra ha was standing erect on the staircase of paving stones one elbow resting on the stock of his gun he was engaged in thought he quivered as at the passage of prophetic breaths places where death is have these effects of tripods a sort of stifle fire darted from his eyes which were filled with an inward look I'll let what's he threw back his head his blond locks fell back like those of an angel on the sombre quadriga made of stars they were like the mane of a startled lion in the flaming oven halo and aljalja ha cried citizens do you picture the future to yourselves the streets of cities inundated with light green branches on the thresholds nations sisters men just old men blessing children the past loving the present thinkers entirely at liberty believers on terms of full equality for religion heaven God the direct priests human conscience become an altar no more hatreds the fraternity of the workshop in the school for soul penalty and recompense fame work for all right for all peace over all no more bloodshed no more Wars happy mothers to conquer matter is the first step to realize the ideal is the second reflect on what progress has already accomplished formerly the first human races beheld with terror the Hydra passed before their eyes breathing on the waters the Dragon which vomited flame the Griffon who was the monster of the air and who flew with the wings of an eagle and the talons of a tiger fearful beasts which were above man man nevertheless read his snares consecrated by intelligence and finally conquered these monsters we have vanquished the Hydra and it is called the locomotive we are on the point of vanquishing the Griffin we already grasped it and it is called the balloon on the day when this Promethean task shall be accomplished and when man shall have definitely harness to his will the triple shimira of antiquity the Hydra the dragon and the Griffin he will be the master of water fire and of air he will be for the rest of animated creation that which the ancient gods formerly were to him courage and onward citizens whither are we going to science made government to the force of things become the sole public force to the natural law having in itself its sanction and its penalty and promulgate in itself by evidence to a dawn of truth corresponding to a dawn of day we are advancing to the union of people's we are advancing to the unity of man no more fictions no more parasites the real governed by the true that is the goal civilization will hold its Assizes at the summit of Europe and later on at the center of continents in a Grand Parliament of the intelligence something similar has already been seen the m50 ons had two sittings a year one at delphos the seat of the gods and the other at Thermopylae the place of Heroes Europe will have her and fifty ons the globe will have its in fifty ons France bears this sublime future in her breast this is the gestation of the 19th century that which Greece sketched out is worthy of being finished by France listen to me you a valiant artisan man of the Republic I revere you yes you clearly behold the future yes you are right you had neither father nor mother say ye you adopted humanity for your mother and right for your father you are about to die that is to say to triumph here citizens whatever happens today through our defeat as well as through our victory it is a revolution that we are about to create as conflagrations light up a whole city so revolutions illuminate the whole human race and what is the revolution that we shall cause we have just told you the revolution of the true from a political point of view there is but a single principle the sovereignty of man over himself this sovereignty of myself over myself is called liberty where two or three of these sovereignties are combined the state begins but in that association there is no abdication each sovereignty concedes a certain quantity of itself for the purpose of forming the common right this quantity is the same for all of us this identity of concession which each makes to all is called equality common right is nothing else than the protection of all beaming on the right of each this protection of all over each is called fraternity the point of intersection of all these assembled sovereignties is called society this intersection being a junction this point is a knot hence what is called the social bond some say social contract which is the same thing the word contract being etymologically formed with the idea of a bond let us come to an understanding about equality for if liberty is the summit equality is the base equality citizens is not wholly a surface vegetation a society of great blades of grass and tiny Oaks a proximity of jealousies which render each other null and void legally speaking it is all aptitudes possessed of the same opportunity politically it is all votes possessed of the same weight religiously it is all consciences possessed of the same right equality has an organ gratuitous and obligatory instruction the right to the alphabet that is where the beginning must be made the primary school imposed on all the secondary school offered to all that is the law from an identical school an identical Society will spring yes instruction light light everything comes from light and to it everything returns citizens the 19th century is great but the 20th century will be happy then there will be nothing more like the history of old we shall no longer as today have to fear a conquest an invasion an usurpation a rivalry of nations arms in hand an interruption of civilization depending on a marriage of kings on a birth in hereditary tyrannies a partition of people's by a Congress a dismemberment because of the failure of a dynasty a combat of two religions meeting face to face like two bucks in the dark on the bridge of the infinite we shall no longer have to fear famine farming out prostitution arising from distress misery from the failure of work and the scaffold and the sword and battles and the ruffianism of chance in the forest of events one might almost say there will be no more events we shall be happy the human race will accomplish its law as the terrestrial globe accomplishes its law harmony will be reestablished between the soul and the star the soul will gravitate around the truth as the planet around the light friends the present hour in which I am addressing you is a gloomy hour but these are terrible purchases of the future a revolution is a toll o the human race will be delivered raised up consoled we affirm it on this barrier whence should precede that cry of love if not from the heights of sacrifice o my brother's this is the point of junction of those who think and of those who suffer this barricade is not made of paving stones nor of joists nor of bits of iron it is made of two heaps a heap of ideas and a heap of woes here misery meets the ideal the day embraces the night and says to it I am about to die and thou shall be born again with me from the embrace of all desolations faith leaps forth sufferings bring hither their agony and ideas their immortality this agony and this immortality are about to join and constitute our death brothers he who dies here dies in the radiance of the future and we are entering a tomb all flooded with the dawn Raja paused rather than became silent his lips continued to move silently as though he were talking to himself which caused them all to gaze attentively at him in the endeavor to hear more there was no applause but they whispered together for a long time speech being a breath the rustling of intelligences resembles the rustling of leaves chapter six malice Haggard Javel laconic let us narrate what was passing in mal uses thoughts let the reader recall the state of his soul we have just recalled it everything was a vision to him now his judgment was disturbed my youths let us insist on this point was under the shadow of the great dark wings which are spread over those in the death agony he felt that he had entered the tomb its to him that he was already on the other side of the wall and he no longer beheld the faces of the living except with the eyes of one dead how did miss you a fortune of all come there why was he there what had he come there to do my use did not address all these questions to himself besides since our despair has this peculiarity that it envelops others as well as ourselves it seemed logical to him that all the world should come thither to die only he thought of Cosette with a pang at his heart however Monsieur fortune of Vaughan did not speak to him did not look at him and had not even the air of hearing him when malleus raised his voice to say I know him as far as malleus was concerned this attitude of Monsieur first of all was comforting and if such a word can be used for such impressions we should say that it pleased him he had always felt the absolute impossibility of addressing that enigmatic ulm an who was in his eyes both equivocal and imposing moreover it had been a long time since he had seen him and this still further augmented the impossibility for my uses timid and reserved nature the five chosen men left the barricade by way of mon Dieu to Alain they bore a perfect resemblance to members of the National Guard one of them wept as he took his leave before setting out they embraced those who remained when the five men sent back to life had taken their departure Raja thought of the man who had been condemned to death he entered the taproom Java still bound to the post was engaged in meditation do you want anything entre ha asked him Java replied when are you going to kill me wait we need all our cartridges just at present then give me a drink said Java Raja himself offered him a glass of water and as Java was pinioned he helped him to drink is that all inquired on huh I am uncomfortable against this post reply Java you are not tender to have left me to pass the night here bind me as you please but you surely might lay me out on a table like that other man and with a motion of the head he indicated the body of Mishima buff there was as the reader will remember a long broad table at the end of the room on which they had been running bullets and making cartridges all the cartridges having been made and all the powder used this table was free at aussolas command for insurgents unbound Java from the post while they were loosing him a 5th held a bayonet against his breast leaving his arms tied behind his back they placed about his feet a slender but stout whipcord as he's done two men on the point of mounting the scaffold which allowed him to take steps about 15 inches in length and made him walk to the table at the end of the room where they laid him down closely bound about the middle of the body by way of further security and by means of a rope fastened to his neck they added to the system of ligatures which rendered every attempt at escape impossible that sort of bond which is called in prisons a martingale which starting at the neck forks on the stomach and meets the hands after passing between the legs while they were binding Java a man standing on the threshold was surveying him with singular attention the shadow cast by this man-made jaw Val turn his head he raised his eyes and recognized Alvaro he did not even start but dropped his lids proudly and confined himself to the remark it is perfectly simple end of book 1 chapters 5 & 6 book one chapter seven and eight name is a table volume five this is a librivox recording all librivox recordings are in the public domain for more information or to volunteer please visit librivox.org name is a table volume 5 by victor legal translated by isabel franz hep good book the first the war between four walls chapter 7 the situation becomes aggravated the daylight was increasing rapidly not a window was opened not a door stood ajar it was the dawn but not the awaking the end of the who – Jean Louie opposite the barricade had been evacuated by the troops as we have stated it seemed to be free and presented itself to passers-by with a sinister tranquility the lease and Annie was as dumb as the avenue of the Sphinx at Ted not a living being in the crossroads which gleamed white in the light of the Sun nothing is so mournful as this light in deserted streets nothing was to be seen but there was something to be heard a mysterious movement was going on at a certain distance it was evident that the critical moment was approaching as on the previous evening the sentinels had come in but this time all had come the barricade was stronger than on the occasion of the first attack since the departure of the five they had increased its height still further on the advice of the Sentinel who had examined the region of Leon Aroha for fear of a surprise in the rear came to a serious decision he had the small gut of the moon due to a lane which had been left open up to that time barricaded for this purpose they tore up the pavement for the length of several houses more in this manner the barricade walled on three streets in front on the who de luchon Valley to the left on the Hoodoo senior and de la petite Juan de II and to the right on the who mundo tool was really almost impregnable it is true that they were fatally hemmed in there it had three fronts but no exit a fortress but a rathole – said Kofi Lac with a left Raja had about 30 paving stones torn up in excess said BOSU a piled up near the door of the wine shop the silence was now so profound in the quarter once the attack must needs come that ah John ha had each man resume his post of battle an allowance of brandy was doled out to each nothing is more curious than a barricade preparing for an assault each man selects his place as though at the theater they jostle and elbow and crowd each other there are some who make stalls of paving stones here is a corner of the wall which is in the way it is removed here is a reed and which may afford protection they take shelter behind it left-handed men are precious they take the places that are inconvenient to the rest many arrange to fight in a sitting posture they wish to be at ease to kill and to die comfortably in the sad war of June 1848 an insurgent who was a formidable marksman and who was firing from the top of a terrace upon a roof had a reclining chair brought there for his use a charge of grapeshot found him out there as soon as the leader has given the order to clear the decks for action all disorderly movements cease there is no more pulling from one another there are no more coteries no more asides there is no more holding aloof everything in their spirits converges in and changes into a waiting for the assailants a barricade before the arrival of danger is chaos in danger it is discipline itself peril produces order as soon as on Jean ha had seized his double barreled rifle and had placed himself in a sort of embrasure which he had reserved for himself all the rest held their peace a series of faint sharp noises resounded confusedly along the wall of paving stones it was the men cocking their guns moreover their attitudes were prouder more confident than ever the excess of sacrifice strengthens they no longer cherished any hope that they had despair despair the last weapon which sometimes gives victory Virgil has said so supreme resources spring from extreme resolutions to embark in death is sometimes the means of escaping a shipwreck and the lid of the coffin becomes a plank of safety as on the preceding evening the attention of all was directed we might almost say leaned upon the end of the street now lighted up and visible they had not long to wait a stir began distinctly in the sand new quarter but it did not resemble the movement of the first attack a clashing of chains the uneasy jolting of a mass the click of brass skipping along the pavement a sort of solemn uproar announced that some sinister construction of iron was approaching there arose a tremor in the bosoms of these peaceful old streets pierced and built for the fertile circulation of interests and ideas and which are not made for the horrible rumble of the wheels of war the fixity of in all the combatants upon the extremity of the street became ferocious a cannon made its appearance artillery men were pushing the peace it was in firing trim the four carriage had been detached to upheld the gun carriage for wear at the wheels others followed with the caisson they could see the smoke of the burning lint stock fire shouted aha the whole barricade fired the report was terrible an avalanche of smoke covered and have faced both Cannon and men after a few seconds the cloud dispersed and the cannon and men reappeared the gun crew had just finished rolling it slowly correctly without haste into position facing the barricade not one of them had been struck then the captain of the peace bearing down upon the breech in order to raise the muzzle began to point the cannon with the gravity of an astronomer levelling a telescope Bravo for the cannon years cried both soui and the whole barricade clapped their hands a moment later squarely planted in the very middle of the street astride of the gutter the piece was ready for action a formidable pair of jaws yawned on the barricade come merrily now ejaculated coffee uck that's the brutal part of it after the Philip on the nose the blow from the fist the Army is reaching out its big paw us the barricade is going to be severely shaken up the physio tries the cannon takes it is a piece of eight new model brass added khumba FEA those pieces are liable to burst as soon as the proportion of ten parts of ten to 100 of brass is exceed the excess of tin renders them too tender then it comes to pass that they have caves and chambers when looked at from the vent hole in order to obviate this danger and to render it possible to force the charge it may become necessary to return to the process of the 14th century whooping and to encircle the peace on the outside with a series of unwelded steel bands from the breach to the trunnions in the meantime they remedy this defect as best they may they managed to discover where the holes are located in the vent of a cannon by means of a searcher but there is a better method with Griebel Vols moveable star in the 16th century remarked bhasu aid they use it to rifle cannon yes replied khumba fel that augments the projectile force but diminishes the accuracy of the firing in firing at short range the trajectory is not as rigid as could be desired the parabola is exaggerated the line of the projectile is no longer sufficiently rectilinear to allow of its striking intervening objects which is nevertheless a necessity of battle the importance of which increases with the proximity of the enemy and the precipitation of the discharge this defect of the tension of the curve of the projectile in the rifled cannon of the sixteenth century arose from the smallness of the charge small charges for that sort of engine are imposed by the ballistic necessities as such for instance as the preservation of the gun carriage in short that despot the cannon cannot do all that it desires force is a great weakness a cannonball only travels six hundred leagues an hour light travels seventy thousand leagues a second such is the superiority of Jesus Christ over Napoleon reload your guns said aha how was the casing of the barricade going to behave under the cannonballs would they affect a breach that was the question while the insurgents were reloading their guns the artillery men were loading the cannon the anxiety in the readout was profound the shot sped the report bursts forth present shouted a joyous voice and Gavroche flung himself into the barricade just as the ball dashed against it he came from the direction of the who GC Nia and he had nimbly climbed over the auxiliary barricade which fronted on the labyrinth of the ho de la Petite juan de Gavroche produced a greater sensation in the barricade than the cannon ball the ball buried itself in the mass of rubbish at the most there was an omnibus will broken and the ol also cart was demolished on seeing this the barricade burst into a laugh go on shouted bhasu a to the artillerists chapter 8 the artillery men compel people to take them seriously they flocked around Gavroche but he had no time to tell anything mao hughes drew him aside with a shudder what are you doing here hello said the child what are you doing here yourself and he stared at Matthews intently with his epic effrontery his eyes grew larger with the proud light within them it was with an accent of severity that values continued who told you to come back did you deliver my letter at the address Gavroche was not without some compunctions in the matter of that letter in his haste to return to the barricade he had got rid of it rather than delivered it he was forced to acknowledge to himself that he had confided it rather lightly to that stranger whose face he had not been able to make out it is true that the man was bareheaded but that was not Sofia in short he had been administering to himself little inward remonstrances and he feared mal uses R approaches in order to extricate himself from the predicament he took the simplest course he lied abominably citizen I delivered the letter to the porter the lady was asleep she will have the letter when she wakes up Maya's had had two objects in sending that letter to bid farewell to Cosette and to save Gavroche he was obliged to content himself with the half of his desire The Dispatch of his letter and the presence of Monsieur fortune of law and the barricade was a coincidence which occurred to him he pointed out Monsieur fortune of all together do you know that man no said Gavroche Gavroche had in fact as we have just mentioned seen John Valjean only at night the troubled and unhealthy conjectures which had outlined themselves in values his mind were dissipated did he know Monsieur for Sheila Vaughn's opinions perhaps Monsieur fortune of all was a republican hence his very natural presence in this combat in the meanwhile Gavroche was shouting at the other end of the barricade my gun kulfi Hawke had it returned to him Gavroche warned his comrades as he called them that the barricade was blocked he had had great difficulty in reaching it a battalion of the line whose arms were piled in the who de La Petite Wanderley was on the watch on the side of the Hulu senior on the opposite side the municipal guard occupied the hoody Pusha the bulk of the army was facing them in front this information given Gavroche added I authorized you to hit him a tremendous whack meanwhile audre ha was straining his ears and watching at his embrasure the assailants no doubt with their shot had not repeated it a company of infantry of the line had come up and occupied the end of the street behind the piece of ordnance the soldiers were tearing up the pavement and constructing with the stones a small low wall a sort of side work not more than 18 inches high and facing the barricade in the angle at the left of this April model there was visible the head of the column of a battalion from the suburbs massed in the who send an e Maj Lucca on the watch thought he distinguished the peculiar sound which is produced when the shells of grapeshot are drawn from the caissons and he saw the commander of the piece changed the elevation and incline the mouth of the cannon slightly to the left then the cannon years began to load the piece the chief seized the Lindt stock himself and lowered it to the vent down with your heads hugged the wall shouted ah jalaja and all on your knees along the barricade the insurgents who were straggling in front of the wine-shop and who had quitted their posts of combat on Gov lushes arrival rushed pell-mell towards the barricade but before a Jonathas order could be executed the discharge took place with the terrifying rattle of a round of grapeshot this is what it was in fact the charge had been aimed at the cut in the redoubt and had their rebounded from the wall and this terrible rebound had produced two dead and three wounded if this were continued the barricade was no longer tenable the grapeshot made its way in a murmur of consternation arose let us prevent the second discharge said our jalaja and lowering his rifle he took aim at the captain of the gun who at that moment was bearing down on the breech of his gun and rectifying and definitely fixing its pointing the captain of the was a handsome sergeant of artillery very young blond with a very gentle face and the intelligent air peculiar to that predestined and redoubtable weapon which by dint of perfecting itself in horror must end in killing war conv FAL who is standing beside our allah scrutinized this young man what a pity said khan befell what hideous things these butcheries are come when there are no more kings there will be no more war I'll show ha you are taking aim at that sergeant you are not looking at him fancy he is a charming young man he is intrepid it is evident that he is thoughtful those young artillery men are very well educated he has a father a mother a family he's probably in love he's not more than five-and-twenty at the most he might be your brother he is said o shahe yes replied khumba fail he is mine too well let us not kill him let me alone it must be done and a tear trickled slowly down autogas marble cheek at the same moment he pressed the trigger of his rifle the flame leaped forth the artillery man turned around twice his arms extended in front of him his head uplifted as though for breath then he fell with his side on the gun and lay there motionless they could see his back from the centre of which there flowed directly a stream of blood the ball had transversed his breast from side to side he was dead he had to be carried away and replaced by another several minutes were thus gained in fact end of book 1 chapter 7 & 8 chapters 9 through 11 of book 1 of limas a hablar vol 5 by victor go this is a LibriVox recording all librivox recordings are in the public domain for more information or to volunteer please visit librivox.org name is a table volume five by the dojo translated by easy bed for the halls hep good book won the war between four walls chapters 9 through 11 chapter 9 employment of the old talents of a poacher and that infallible marksmanship which influenced the condemnation of 1796 opinions were exchanged in the barricade the firing from the gun was about to begin again against that grapeshot they could not hold out a quarter of an hour longer it was absolutely necessary to deaden the blows aunt Olga issued this command we must place a mattress there we have none said khumba fell the wounded are lying on them Jean Valjean who was seated a part on a stone post at the corner of the tavern with his gun between his knees had up to that moment taken no part in anything that was going on he did not appear to hear the combatants sing around him here is a gun that is doing nothing at the order issued by Olga heroes it will be remembered that on the arrival of the rabble in the who – awfully an old woman for seeing the bullets had placed her mattress in front of her window this window an attic window was on the roof of a six storey house situated a little beyond the barricade the mattress placed crosswise supported at the bottom on two poles for drying linen was upheld at the top by two ropes which at that distance looked like two threads and which were attached to two nails planted in the window frames these ropes were distinctly visible like hairs against the sky can someone lend me a double barreled rifle said Jean Valjean Audra ha who had just reloaded his handed it to him Jean Valjean took aim at the attic window and fired one of the mattress ropes was cut the mattress now hung by one thread only Jean Valjean all fired the second charge the second rope lashed the panes of the attic window the mattress slipped between the two poles and fell into the street the barricade applauded all voices cried here is a mattress yes said khumba fell but who will go and fetch it the mattress had in fact fallen outside the barricade between besiegers and besieged now the death of the sergeant of artillery having exasperated the troop the soldiers had for several minutes been lying flat on their stomachs behind the line of paving stones which they had erected and in order to supply the forced silence of the peace which was quiet wallet service was in course of reorganisation they had opened fired on the barricade the insurgents did not reply to this musketry in order to spare their ammunition the fizzy Yod broke against the barricade but the street which it filled was terrible Shelvin general stepped out of the cut entered the street traversed the storm of bullets walked up to the mattress hoisted it upon his back and returned to the barricade he placed the mattress in the cut with his own hands he fixed it there against the wall in such a manner that the artillery men should not see it that done they awaited the next discharge of grapeshot it was not long in coming the cannon vomited forth its package of buckshot with a roar but there was no rebound the effect which they had foreseen had been attained the barricade was saved citizen said our Jean Coutu Jean Valjean the Republic thanks you bhasu a mired and laughed he exclaimed it is immoral that a mattress should have so much power triumph of that which yields over that which strikes with lightning but never mind glory to the mattress which annals a canon end of book 1 chapter 9 chapter 10 dawn at that moment Cosette awoke her chamber was narrow neat unobtrusive with a long sash window facing the east on the back courtyard of the house Cosette knew nothing of what was going on in Paris she had not been there on the preceding evening and she had already retired to her chamber when Tusa had said it appears that there is around Cosette had slept only a few hours but soundly she had had sweet dreams which possibly arose from the fact that her little bed was very white someone who was malleus had appeared to her in the light she awoke with the Sun in her eyes which at first produced on her the effect of being a continuation of her dream her first thought on emerging from this dream was a smiling one Cosette felt herself thoroughly reassured like Jean Valjean she had a few hours previously passed through that reaction of the soul which absolutely will not hear of unhappiness she began to cherish hope with all her might without knowing why then she felt a pang at her heart it was three days since she had seen values but she said to herself that he must have received her letter that he knew where she was and that he was so clever that he would find means of reaching her and that certainly today and perhaps that very morning it was broad daylight but the Rays of were very horizontal she thought that it was very early but that she must rise nevertheless in order to receive my use she felt that she could not live without values and that consequently that was sufficient and that malleus would come no objection was valid all this was certain it was monstrous enough already to have suffered for three days malius absent three days this was horrible on the part of the good god now this cruel teasing from on high had been gone through with my use was about to arrive and he would bring good news youth has made thus it quickly dries its eyes it finds sorrow useless and does not accept it youth is the smile of the future in the presence of an unknown quantity which is itself it is natural to it to be happy it seems as though it's respiration were made of hope moreover Cosette could not remember what malleus had said to her on the subject of this absence which was to last only one day and what explanation of it he had given her everyone has noticed with what nimbleness a coin which one has dropped on the ground rolls away and hides and with what art it renders itself undiscoverable there are thoughts which play us the same trick they nestled away in a corner of our brain that is the end of them they are lost it is impossible to lay the memory on them because that was somewhat vexed at the useless little effort made by her memory she told herself that it was very naughty and very wicked of her to have forgotten the words uttered by malice she sprang out of bed and accomplished the two ablutions of soul and body her prayers in her toilette one may in any case of exigency introduced the reader into a nuptial chamber not into a virginal chamber verse would hardly venture it prose must not it is the interior of a flower that is not yet unfolded it is whiteness in the dark it is the private cell of a closed lily which must not be gazed upon by man so long as the Sun has not gazed upon it women in the bud is sacred that innocent bud which opens that adorable half nudity which is afraid of itself that white foot which takes refuge in a slipper that throat which veils itself before a mirror as though a mirror were an eye that chemise which makes haste to rise up and conceal the shoulder for a creaking bit of furniture or a passing vehicle those cords tied those clasps fastened those laces drawn those trimmers those shivers of cold and modesty that exquisite a fright in every movement that almost winged uneasiness where there is no cause for alarm the successive phases of dressing as charming as the clouds of dawn it is not fitting that all this should be narrated and it is too much to have even called attention to it the eye of man must be more religious in the presence of the rising of a young girl than in the presence of the rising of a star the possibility of hurting should inspire an augmentation of respect the down on the peach the bloom on the plum the radiated crystal of the snow the wing of the butterfly powdered with feathers are coarse compared to that chastity which does not even know that it is chaste the young girl is only the flash of a dream and is not yet a statue her bedchamber is hidden in the sambar part of the ideal the indiscreet touch of a glance brutalizes this vague penumbra here contemplation is profanation we shall therefore show nothing of that sweet little flutter of Cosette's rising an oriental tale relates how the Rose was made white by God but that Adam looked upon her when she was unfolding and she was ashamed and turned crimson we are of the number who fall speechless in the presence of young girls and flowers since we think them worthy of veneration Cosette dressed herself very hastily combed and dressed her hair which was a very simple matter in those days when women did not swell out their curls and bands with cushions and puffs and did not put crinoline in their locks then she opened the window and cast her eyes around in every direction hoping to descry some bit of the street an angle of the house an edge of pavement so that she might be able to watch for malleus there but no view of the outside was to be had the back court was surrounded by tolerably high walls and the outlook was only on several Gardens Cosette pronounced these gardens hideous for the first time in her life she found flowers ugly the smallest scrap of the gutter of the street would have met her wishes better she decided to gaze at the sky as though she thought that Maui's might come from that quarter all at once she burst into tears not that this was fickleness of soul but hopes cut in twain by dejection that was her case she had a confused consciousness of something horrible thoughts were rife in the air and fact she told herself that she was not sure of anything that to withdraw herself from sight was to be lost and the idea that my youth could return to her from heaven appeared to her no longer charming but mournful then as is the nature of these clouds calm returned to her and hope and a sort of unconscious smile which yet indicated trust in God everyone in the house was still asleep a country like silence reigned not a shudder had been opened the porters Lodge was closed to San had not risen and Cosette naturally thought that her father was asleep she must have suffered much and she must have still been suffering greatly for she said to herself that her father had been unkind but she counted on values the eclipse of such a light was decidedly impossible now and then she heard sharp shocks in the distance and she said it is odd that people should be opening and shutting their carriage gate so early they were the reports of the cannon battering the barricade a few feet below closets window in the ancient and perfectly black cornice of the wall there was a Martin's nest the curve of this nest formed a little projection beyond the cornice so that from above it was possible to look into this little paradise the mother was there spreading her wings like a fan over her brood the father fluttered about flew away then came back bearing in his beak food and kisses the dawning day gilded this happy thing the great law multiplied lay there smiling in August and that sweet mystery unfolded in the glory of the morning Cosette with her hair in the Sun her soul absorbed in shimmer 'as illumined by love within and by the dawn without bent-over mechanically and almost without daring to avow to herself that she was thinking at the same time of malleus began to gaze at these birds at this family at that male and female that mother and her little ones with the profound trouble which a nest produces on a virgin end of book 1 chapter 10 chapter 11 the shot which misses nothing and kills no one the assailants fire continued musketry and grapeshot alternated but without committing great ravages to tell the truth the top alone of the Corinth facade suffered the window on the first floor and the attic window in the roof riddled with buckshot in Biscay ins were slowly losing their shape the combatants who had been posted there had been obliged to withdraw however this is according to the tactics of barricades to fire for a long while in order to exhaust the insurgents ammunition if they commit the mistake of replying when it is perceived from the slackening of their fire that they have no more powder and ball the assault is made Raja had not fallen into this trap the barricade did not reply at every discharged by platoons Gavroche puffed out his cheek with his tongue a sign of supreme disdain good for you said he rip up the cloth we want some lint cool called the grapeshot to order for the little effect which it produced and said to the cannon you are growing diffuse my good fellow one gets puzzled in battle as at a ball it is probable that this silence on the part of the redoubt began to render the besiegers uneasy and to make them fear some unexpected incident and that they felt the necessity of getting a clear view behind that heap of paving stones and of knowing what was going on behind that impassable wall which received blows without retorting the insurgent suddenly perceived a helmet glittering in the Sun on a neighboring roof a fireman had placed his back against a tall chimney and seemed to be acting as Sentinel his glance fell directly down into the barricade there is an embarrassing watcher said o shahe Java Shah had returned on Jacques rifle that he had his own gun without saying a word he took aim at the fireman in a second later the helmet smashed by a bullet rattled noisily into the street the terrified soldier made haste to disappear a second observer took his place this one was an officer Jean Valjean who had reloaded his gun took aim at the newcomer and sent the officer's cask to join the soldiers the officer did not persist and retired speedily this time the warning was understood no one made his appearance thereafter on that roof and the idea of spying on the barricade was abandoned why did you not kill the man bhasu a as Jean Valjean Jean Valjean made no reply end of book 1 chapters 9 through 11

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