Southport telegraph. [volume] (Southport, W.T. [i.e. Kenosha, Wis.]) 1840-1850, 1843-06-06


beautiful river. rolled in its maesty at the
feet lof the adventures. At a little dis
lance floated the fotilla, with the flag of
the republican waving proudly DER it
spread in beauty around them. The Nilei
the Nile = Numbered along the line, and
then officers and men without due consid-
Grafton rushed headlong into its Shiny wa
tiers. Not a soldier threw off his knapsack
or stacked his musket. Water water
Oh God, drop Of water?'--cried the wea-
rv and the sick: nor did the cry cease until
the foremost soldiers having satisfied them
selves, mnistered to the wants Of their fel-
lows. The army soon reached Danhour,
and encamped upon field of grain; Ma
poleon making his head quarters at the
house of the old Sheik.
Hearing that the Mamaoukes were at
Chebreissa to dispute his progress, the lead
er gave the word. and the army moved up
the Nile in solid squares A horseman
splendidlv dressed, with his turband waving
galv in the breeze, and his iewelled trap
pings flashing in tho sunlight, now hover
ing along the edge Of the horizon. reigning
in his melted steed. Another and another
appeared, until a respectable number had
mustered: and then with horrd veil they
rushed upon the advancing army. It was
the onset Of the NomaIOukes, under MOurad
Bey. and dearly did the Frenchmen suffer.
Though near the Nile. the soldiers were
dying with thirst, and if one was adventure
ous enough to seek draught from the
swOlled river, The next moment he was Ell
thor pierced with a spear, or beheaded by
Il stroke Of the scymcter from the Arab
hOrSpman.
Where is Cairo'-it is but a tv Of
mud huts," cried the ignorant sufferers; if
we are to die in the desert; if we are to
thirst by the rivers, and sarve by the green
pastures, let us die at once by the sword of
the Mamaloukes' The Mamaloukes-
Chebreissa,' cried thousand voices. as the
morning Of the 18th dawned upon the army
Of the French
Mourad Bev and his matchless cavalry
awaited the approach of the weary squares,
and soon the war-crv Of the horsemen broke
uponthe generals ear. The battle now COM
mcnced in earnest. The Mamaloules, fresh
and powerful. on the most splendid horses
of the East, gliterng with gold and silver
French infantry. Dreadful was the onset,
terrible the meeting; death hung upon a
blow and destruction upon a horses hoof.
1t was a battle of stern necessitv on the
part Of the invaders. The desert and shame
lay bchind-Cairo and glory before the
cymbals Of Mourad Bcv clashed-the bu-
giles sounded shrill, and again the Mama
loukes threw themselves upon the solid
squares: but it was all in vain.
When stabbed. or wounded with n gun
SHOT. the wild h0rseman Of the desert chung
to his steed and he was dragged along the
ground. leaving bloody trail behind he
gnashed his teeth in bitter hatred, and
swept his flashing scymcter across the
knees Of the foremost ranks Of the brstling
squares.
The Turkish fleet now attacked the
French notilIa. Heavy cannon Numbered
up the Nile, and walked the echoes of the
Pyramids : bat after several hours hard
fighting, Mourad Bev pronounced the
French to be invinCibe, and retreated, leav-
ing three hundred CORY dead upon the bat
tie field. The Turkish feet at the same
time hauled Off in great distress. and the
lannon's roar melted into the bugle's me-
lodious note upon the arid plains of Che
breissa.
TIa, Nurat' said Napoleon as he rode
over the field of the dead. and saw the wild
dog 'oasting upon tho turbaned corpses.-
Give me the Mamaloukc cavalry and the
French infantry, and | will conquer the
world
You will conquer it Without sal Mu-
rat with a smile but see, the columns
wait
Onward, said the leader, with wave
Of his hand, ten days and will sup in
Cairo
For eight days the army continued to
advance, now resting amid the ruins of
some ancient cities and now cooling their
thirst from the sluggish tide Of some muddy
stream. The general, too, as he had done
throughout the march, shared in all things
with the mcanest soldier. His head rested
upon the sandstone of the wast-his mar
quee was the ieweled canopy of heaven
his lul by the howl of the jackalls. and his
revlIe the yell of the skirmishng Mama
louke.
In squares six deep on each side, with
the artillery at right angles, the cavalry,
baggage, and ammunition in the centre. the
French army drew near the plains of Cairo.
1t was on the 10Th of July at day break,
when a shout from the vanguard broke up
on the laggard ear, and a peaked cloud
seemed to rise from the Nile, and caught
his eager eye as he gazed around the no.
rizon. Napoleon and his staff, mounted
on swift dromedaries, rode to the front of
his columns. The night on Its black wings
passed swiftly along the mountains Of Up
per Egypt The sun rose in Eastern splen-
dor from the deSert.and lit the sombre sands
"a bright ray flashed upon the far distant
object