Out of curiosity I attended the mass meeting called by the students on Monday night at the Tivoli Vauxhall, a large building in the north-east part of the city. The police authorities had evidently made up their minds to nip any riotous demonstration in the bud. Not only was the hall guarded by a strong force, but all the streets in the neighbourhood were patrolled by groups of ten or twenty serpents de ville, and four or five hundred republican guards wore held in reserve ready to act at a moment's notice. *Ithough a charge of 25 centimes was made for admission, the hall was crammed. The night was sultry, there was absolutely no ventilation, and most of the audience had forgotten to wash. Consequently the atmosphere was, not to put too fine a point upon it, heavy. But it made no difference to the orators. Their enthusiasm for Greece was wonderful to behold. It was difficult to catch what they said, because most of my neighbours were carrying on heated arguments on their own account, and two or three free fights were going on in different parts of the building. Nevertheless we passed a resolution denouncing the cowardly conduct of the Powers and the display of brute force marshalled against us by the Prefect of Police, who was blightingly referred to in the reso-Tution as "Lepine Pasha."
Text read from the printed page and cleaned; old type leaves the occasional error.