M. le President, Felix Faure.
Arms / quarterly / i on a ground virulent two crosses of the legion of honour couped by a presidential hand sinister from the breast of two dreyfusards of repute, steadfast in rectitude / ij under the shield of the chief of the state tainted with bias, several dapper heraldic scoundrelles of the staff, plumed proper, braided gold to the waist, all banded together and rampant in tort / iij a series of highly-strung journalistic lyres in parry on the garble proper falsette in unison / iiij on a rock of degradation, interned in exile, a military scapegoat charged with treason, loaded with chains of evidence designed forged and welded in fraud, on the horizon, the first rays of a dawn of hope breaking through clouds of fury. Crests / i on a cap of liberty query, stained spotted and ensanguined gules, a peacock in pride proper, his head slightly turned, charged with the riband and star of the order of St. Andrew and a penchant for display verging on puerility / ii on a bend of the upper Nile a tricolourd African interlope of civilisation, dumped down squatty on the bank, collared eradicated and reflexed in agony. Supporters / dexter, a Russian bear sable, imperially crowned and gorged with loans hysterically courted and caressed ad nauseam, simpery bowy bendy to the last, but reluctant in committal / sinister, a double-faced eagle of Muscovy reguardant azure in dismay a kettle of fish a la parisienne. Second Motto / 'Felix fortunatus caesaris sociusque amicus.'
Additional Motto / 'Felix ill-egalite.'