Indiana State sentinel. [volume] (Indianapolis) 1841-1853, 1851-05-22

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toward the Danube, were nearly forty miles apart.
As they approach the river the space between them
becomes one elevated plain, covered chiefly with
sombre, dark pine forest-crosseed by two roads
only-whle the mere country paths, that wind
through here and there there gives space to the
marching columns. Moreau had advanced across
this forest TO the Inn, where on the first OF December,
he attacked and forced to retrace his steps, and
take up bis position the fuher side at the village
of Hohenlinden. Here where OF the great roads
debouched from the woods he placed Ney and
Grouchy
The Austrians, in four massive columns plunged
into the gloomy wilderness, designing TO meet in the
plain of Hohennden, the central column marching
along the high road while those either side made
their way through amid the trees as they best could
TWAS a stormy December morning, when these
seventy thousand men were swallowed from sight In
the dark defiles of Hohennden. The day before it
had rained heavily, and the roads were all mpassbe
but now furious snow storm darkened the heavens,
and covered the ground with one white unbroken
face. The by-paths blotted out and signing
pines overhead dropped with their snowy burdens
above the ranks shook them down on the heads Of the
soldiers, the artillery wheels smoe against their
trunks. 1t was strange spectacle, those long col
umns ont OF sight of each other stretching through
the dreary forest by themselves; while falling
sitting over the rocks made the unmarked way still
more solitary.
The soft and yielding mass broke the tread of the
advancing hosts, while the artillery and ammunition
that seemed prophetic of some mournul catastrophe
The centre cOlumo alone had 100 in its tran
while behind them were five hundred wagons-the
whole closed up the slow moving cavalry.
Thus marching, it came at about o'clock upon
Hohenlinden and attempting to debouch into the
plain when Grouchy fell upon it with such fury that
it was forced back into the woods. In moment the
forest was alive with echoes and its gloomy recesses
Illuminated with the blaze of artillery. Grouchy,
Grandjean and Ney, put forth incredible efforts TO
Al IL al
open field. The two former struggled with the ener-
gy of desperation to hold their ground and although
he soldiers could not see the enemy's lines, the
storm was SO thick, yet they aimed at the flashes
that issued from the woods and thus the two armies
fought. The pine trees were cut in two, like reeds
by the artillery and fell with a crash the Austrian
columns, while the fresh fallen turned red with
the flowing blood. In the meantime, Richenpance,
who had been sent by a circuitous route, with
single division, to attack the enemy's rear, had
complished his mission.
Though his division had been cut in two, and ire
trievably separated by the Austrans left wing, the
brave General continued to advance and with only
three hundred men, fell boldly on forty thousand
Austrians. AS Moreau heard the sound of
his through the forest and the alarm is spread
amid the enemys ranks, he ordered Ney and Grouchy
10 charge full on the Austrian centre. Checked,
then overthrow, the broken Austrian column was
rolled back in disorder, and utterly routed. Chap
bell the poet, stood in tower and gaZed on this ter
rible scene, and in the midst of the fight, composed
in part that stirring ode which is known as far as the
English language is spoken.
The depths of the forest swallowed the struggling
hosts from sight, but still there issued forth from its
bosom shouts and yels mingled with the thunder OF
cannon and all the confused noise of battle. The
AusrianS utterly routed, the frightened cavalry
went plunging through the crowd of fugitives into
the woods, the artilery-men cut their traces, and
leaving their guns behind, mounted their horses ana
galloped away-and that magnificent column as If by
some violent explosion was hurled in shattered frag-
ments every side. For miles the white ground
was sprinkled with dead bodies, and when the battle
left the forest and the pine trees stood calm and silent
in the wntry night piercing cries and groans issued
out of the gloom in every direction sufferer answer
ing sufferer he lay and writhed on the cold snow.
Twenty thousand men scattered there amid the
trees while broken carriages and wagons, and de-
serted guns, spread perfect wreck around.
No apology will be required for the insertion here,
of Chapbel's beautiful lines, to which alusion Is
made in the graphic sketch above.
HoHENLINDEN
On Linden when the low,
All bloodless lay the untrodden snow,
And dark winter the flow,
or Iser rolling rapidly.
Linden another sight,
When the drums beat at dead of night,
Commanding fires of death to light
The darkness Of her scenery.
BY torch and trumpet fast arrsyed
Each horseman drew his battle blade
And furious every charger neighed
To join the dreadful revelry
Then shook the hills with thunder rven,
And rushed the steeds battle driven,
And louder than the bolts of Heaven,
Far flashed the red artillery.
And redder yet those fires shall glow
On Linden's hills of blood-staned snow,
And darker yet shall be the flow
or Iser, rolling rapidly.
The combat deepens-on We brave,
Who glory the gravel
Wave Munich-all thy banners wave,
And charge with all thy chvalry.
IT'S morn; but yon lurid
Can pierce the clouds rolling dun,
Where furious Frank and fiery Hun
Shout amid their sulpherous canopy.
Ali few shall part where many meet
The shall be their winding sheet,
And every beneath their
Shall be soldiers sepulchre.
A FAST TRAvELLER-The electric telegraph
is bound to remain mystery to the Million and the
ludcrous conceptions of its modus operandi, which
some of the most ignorant people have formed, are
as mirth-provoking anything out of Rabelas or
Smoett The last illustration of this that has fallen
under eye is the following story from the Pitts
burgh Journal:
Not long since, an old lady entered O'Reily's of
fee in this city, and said she had message TO send
to Wheeling. In few minutes her note was depos
tied in dumb waiter, and assembled in mysterious
manner through the ceiling.
''Is that going straight TO Wheeling!" inquired
the old lady, with her eyes bent upon the ceiling