T the time when the Bourbon Restoration pressed heavily on the shoulders and con sciences of Frenchmen, those who saw young Louis Adolphe Thiers arrive from Provence with nothing in his pocket but a prize essay on Vauvenargues, described him as a youth with a demon of restless ness in his body, and a tongue that wagged like a bell's. A few years later (jan. 1, when the first number of the National appeared, on the most detestable of papers, and with the most ad venturous of staffs, the writer who shared with Auguste Mignet and Armand Carrel the editorial triumvirate, began to take lead in society, and the graphic M. De Lomenie says of him He at tracted curiosity at once by the southern twang of his voice, the smallness of his size, the incom parable vivacity of his speech, and a glance the odd fire of which was heightened by the large.
