This matter being settled by the Comte de Chambord himself, all M. Thiers’ attention was turned to two things,—­the disposal of the Communist prisoners, and the payment of the indemnity demanded by the Germans, the five milliards.

We are glad to know that Thiers disapproved of the revengeful feeling that pervaded politicians and society, regarding the Communist prisoners.  He tried to save General Rossel, and failed.  Rochefort and others he protected.  He wished for a general amnesty, excluding only the murderers of Thomas, Lecomte, and the hostages.  He said, when some one was speaking to him of the sufferings of those Communists (or supposed Communists) who were confined at Satory and in the Orangerie at Versailles:  “It was dreadful, but it could not be avoided.  We had twenty thousand prisoners, and not more than four hundred police to keep guard over them.  We had to depend on the rough methods of an exasperated soldiery.”

As to the indemnity, the promptness with which it was paid was marvellous.  The great bankers all over Europe, especially those of Jewish connection, came forward and advanced the money.  In eighteen months the five milliards of francs were in the coffers of the Emperor William, and the last Prussian soldier had quitted the soil of France.  The loan raised by the Government for the repayment of the sums advanced for the indemnity was taken up with enthusiasm by all classes of the French people.

The horrible year of 1871 was followed by one of perfect peace and great prosperity.  The title of President of the French Republic was conferred on M. Thiers for seven years.  “The nation seemed re-flowering, like a large plantation in a spring which follows a hard winter.”  Trade revived.  The traces of war and civil strife were effaced with amazing promptness from the streets of Paris.  The army and all public services were reorganized, and to crown these blessings, the land yielded such a harvest as had not been seen for half a century.  M. Thiers was never much addicted to religious emotion; but when, on a Sunday in July, 1872, the news came to him by telegram of the glorious ingathering of the harvest in the South of France, he was quite overcome.  “Let us thank God,” he cried, clasping his hands.  “He has heard us; our mourning is ended!”

M. Thiers was by that time living in Paris in the Elysee.  He had continued to reside at the Prefecture of Versailles while the Assembly was in session, but he came to the Elysee during its recess, and kept a certain state there.  Yet he never would submit himself to the restraints of etiquette.  One who knew him well says:—­

“He was bourgeois to the finger-tips.  His character was a curious effervescing mixture of talent, learning, vanity, childish petulance, inquisitiveness, sagacity, ecstatic patriotism, and ambition.  He was a splendid orator, with the voice of an old coster-woman; a savant with the presumption of a school-boy; a kind-hearted man, with the irritability of a monkey; a masterly administrator, with that irresistible tendency to intermeddle with everything which is intolerable to subordinates.  He had a sincere love of liberty, with the instincts of a despot.”