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both of my sisters entered the house at the same time; all of us said how strange to have so many men around who looked so suspicious.

My husband and I had expected to go to England today; we all went early to bed for I had to leave at five o'clock in the morning; in the middle of the night I awoke by loud ringing of bells and shooting of guns; I jumped out of bed and my sisters also; we looked at each other in amazement; what could it be? My husband wanted to go and see what all this was, but was stopped by a loud knocking and screaming on our door. [[strikethrough]] which demanded to be opened [[/strikethrough]] We opened it and one man plunged into the house followed by three others who pointed their guns at him, who was half murdered. We luckily escaped from the hands of these terrible men, I with my husband and my sister with this wretched man, but we were all [[strikethrough]] scattered about [[/strikethrough]] separated. I and my husband forced our way through the frightful streets as best we could, till we reached a secluded place where we could not be seen, but saw the most awful sight, which one is not able to describe. After this wild night had subsided a little, we left our hiding place to look for the others; we had to pass through streets which were stained with blood and were full of murdered people, women and children; it was the most horrible sight which one could have seen.

After a long search we found them under a thick hedge; the man had recovered a little so we managed as best we could to bring him to the house of our uncle, who lives outside of Paris. Although we had to pass through many dangerous places we reached the house at last safely, where we are still. But now I have to say