A Beleaguered City eBook

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I, Martin Dupin (de la Clairiere), had the honour of holding the office of Maire in the town of Semur, in the Haute Bourgogne, at the time when the following events occurred.  It will be perceived, therefore, that no one could have more complete knowledge of the facts—­at once from my official position, and from the place of eminence in the affairs of the district generally which my family has held for many generations—­by what citizen-like virtues and unblemished integrity I will not be vain enough to specify.  Nor is it necessary; for no one who knows Semur can be ignorant of the position held by the Dupins, from father to son.  The estate La Clairiere has been so long in the family that we might very well, were we disposed, add its name to our own, as so many families in France do; and, indeed, I do not prevent my wife (whose prejudices I respect) from making this use of it upon her cards.  But, for myself, bourgeois I was born and bourgeois I mean to die.  My residence, like that of my father and grandfather, is at No. 29 in the Grande Rue, opposite the Cathedral, and not far from the Hospital of St. Jean.  We inhabit the first floor, along with the rez-de-chaussee, which has been turned into domestic offices suitable for the needs of the family.  My mother, holding a respected place in my household, lives with us in the most perfect family union.  My wife (nee de Champfleurie) is everything that is calculated to render a household happy; but, alas one only of our two children survives to bless us.  I have thought these details of my private circumstances necessary, to explain the following narrative; to which I will also add, by way of introduction, a simple sketch of the town itself and its general conditions before these remarkable events occurred.

It was on a summer evening about sunset, the middle of the month of June, that my attention was attracted by an incident of no importance which occurred in the street, when I was making my way home, after an inspection of the young vines in my new vineyard to the left of La Clairiere.  All were in perfectly good condition, and none of the many signs which point to the arrival of the insect were apparent.  I had come back in good spirits, thinking of the prosperity which I was happy to believe I had merited by a conscientious performance of all my duties.  I had little with which to blame myself:  not only my wife and relations, but my dependants and neighbours, approved my conduct as a man; and even my fellow-citizens, exacting as they are, had confirmed in my favour the good opinion which my family had been fortunate enough to secure from father to son.  These thoughts were in my mind as I turned the corner of the Grande Rue and approached my own house.  At this moment the tinkle of a little bell warned all the bystanders of the procession which was about to pass, carrying the rites

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