The New Hampshire Gazette

FRENCH PROCLAMATION.

To the army of the Western Pyrenees, and the Spaniards of the frontiers.

Brave Soldiers!

THE moment victory has arrived sister of those of the North and South; that, by their example, you will also avenge your country, overturn the depots, and sacrifice their satellites: that like them, after purifying the land of liberty, sullied by the presence of slaves, you will bear the triumphant arms of the Republic into the territory of the enemy, and there display the tri-coloured standard of freedom.

In penetrating into the enemy's territory, brave soldiers, we need not stimulate your courage: You are always eager to combat and to conquer; but we recommend to your consideration what the French people have proclaimed everywhere: War to the palace, peace to the cottage—War against tyrants and their satellites, peace to the peaceable citizens, to the humble abode of the indigent, to the abode of the useful labourer and industrious artisan.

This conduct, as it arises from our feelings, is also dictated by our interest.

The Spanish territory, upon which we now enter, will become part of the French Republic. Let therefore devastation, pillage and incendiary be far from you: let the fearful inhabitant behold his asylum respected, and learn at length to esteem a people, the avengers of the violated rights of human nature, whom kings and priests have represented to them as a people of Anthropophagi.

And you, inhabitants of the Spanish fields and towns, useful labourers, industrious artisans, fly not the Republican legions; throw yourselves into our arms, without weapon, without defence, and you will find in them protection and safety for yourselves, your families, and your property. The French soldier has sworn to exterminate the men armed for tyrants; but the word of dreadful to such, will always respect him, who, defenceless, shall implore his assistance and his clemency. He will equally respect opinions, manners, customs and usages.

Remain, therefore, in your peaceful dwellings, cultivate your fields, gather in your harvests, work at your occupations, and liberty, growing in the midst of you, will soon make you feel the immense distance between the avengers of the rights of men, and the slaves that move within the verge of despotism.

The French soldier would conquer you to freedom, not by the terror of his arms; but by gaining your hearts, and illuminating your minds.

(Signed)
PINET, the Elder.
GARRAU.
CAVAIGNAC.