galleries leaned over the railings and called shame on the deputies.

The President suspended the sitting, and then had to fly for his life,
for the deputies, angry that he should attempt to control them, made a
rush for his desk, calling him all the unpleasant names they could think
of.

The Bohemian deputy, Dr. Wolff, at once assumed the lead. He was the
first to reach the tribune or raised platform on which the President
sits, and seizing the bell which was placed on the table, he swung it
to and fro, shouting and screaming to make himself heard.

Then another deputy, deciding that he would like to have the bell, fell
upon Dr. Wolff, and a free fight began.

The deputies struck one another, tore one another's clothes, and at last
got out their pocket-knives and began to use them as daggers.

Some of the spectators rushed out for the police, and a few of the
members went in pursuit of the President, insisting that he should
return and quell the disturbance.

After much trouble he succeeded in restoring order, just as the police
appeared on the scene.

Dr. Wolff defied everybody and everything, and announced his intention
of coming to the next session with revolvers in his pockets.

A Cabinet council was called in the evening, and the idea of dissolving
the Parliament was openly discussed.