Fayetteville observer. [volume] (Fayetteville, Tenn.) 1850-1966, 1852-07-15
A Passage in the Life Of a
FRENCH FENCING-MA ASTER.
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Very good. very good!' said he
try again And without giving M
time for objection or remark, h
took space for his career, and, afte
again asking me if l was ready, re
turned to the charge with still more
fury than the first time; but, as be
fore, | kept my eyes fixed on his
and not one of his motions escapet
me. At the decisive moment 1 par
fied en- quartz, and by spring tc
the right, made his second attack as
harmless as the preceding one.
! At this second failure the Czare.
Nitsch uttered howl of disappoint-
ment. He had entered intp the
spirit of our fitting match as a rdent.
ly as if it had been a real Cd dmbat,
and had moreover made up his mind
that it should terminate in his favor:
but when | saw him retracihg his
ground for a third assault, | deter
termined it should be the list
Again he approached HE with |whirl-
wind speed; this time, howevd II, in
stead Of contenting myself with a
m ERE parry, I dealt violent back
handed blow on the pole Of the lance,
which was severed by the strok E, and
the Czarewitsch found hims elf dis1
armed. Then, quick as thought, i
seized the bride Of the horse, and
bya violent jerk threw him on his
launches, at the same time placing
the point Of my sabre ON the breast
of the rider. General Rodna ut
tered a cry Of alarm: he th ought l
was going to kill the Grand-Duke.
Constantine, doubtless had the same
impression, for the color left bis
cheeks for an instant. Stepping a
pace backward, and bowling to the
Czarewitsch, ! said, Your highness
has now seen what | am able to
teach the Russian soldiers, and is
Ilble to Judge whether am worthy
to become their professor
Yes, by my soul you are! Never
saw q braver fellow; and regiment
IFou shall have, if | can get it you.
Lead Pullx to the stable, Lubenski,
added he, throwing himself off his
| horse Now, follow me, Sir French
man. Then leading the way to his
part ments, he took up a pen, and
Frote at the foot of my petition:-
4 humbly recommend the petition
tr to your Imperial Majesty, Heliev-
ing him in every way worthy Of the
FAVOR he solicits.
'Take this paper said he, 'and
Eive 1t in the Emperor's own hands.
Put you in prison, perhaps, bit t, ma
fol! he who risks nothing can gain
FAREWELL and if ever you
visit Warsaw, come and see me- |
l bowed and took my leav de-
lighted with my success, and no little
elated at having passed so we'll
through the ordeal imposed upon me
by this eccentric and formidable / per
5onage. /
At ten o'clock the following morn
ing l started for the Emperor's pres
ent abode, the palace of Tz arsko
Selo, determined to walk in the gar |
lens until | met him, and to ris TX the
penalty of Imprisonment, inc prred |
by all who ventured to present pc |
tition to his imperial majesty. My |
stock Of patience, however, was very
nearly exhausted, when | had waited
md wandered more than four hours
in the palaces gardens, which co ontain
IN their vast inclosure, slopes, levels,
AXES, and forests; grottoes, pyra anids,
and statues, All these had visited i
perceiving any one but the
and a few loungers; and | /
vas beginning to despair of melting
him whom / came to seek, when the
avenue l had just entered was 9 ross
I'd by an officer in undress uniform,
who saluted me and continued his
l asked gardner'S boy
It work near me, who that very po-
ite officer was.
'The Emperor, answered he.
/ Immediately darted down a n al
ey which / calculated would traverse
he path Alexander was follok king.
had scarcely gone hundred y prds,
before / found myself so near his
majesty that | paused in some alPrm.
The Emperor halted for an instant;
hen seeing that respect preveh hted
ne from approaching him, ne ad-
anced towards me, and | awaited his