Cooper's Clarksburg register. [volume] (Clarksburg, Va. [W. Va.]) 1851-1861, 1854-01-11


Napoleon, drawing his sword, and
striking with his foot on the monument.
continued
{" Come hither, my brave generals and
soldiers! Show my son the empire cre-
ated for him, but which he never knew. q
AS at the word of God, the world came
out of chaos, SO those old soldiers, at the
command of their Emperor, left their
tombs, obedient even in death to their
masters call.
" In order Of battle, my men. in, order
of battle,' said the shade of Napoleon.
Then, they displayed along the desert
ed avenue, and occupied the place of the
columns and extinguished lights. The
Emperor raised his eyes, and his look,
piercing the extremity of these lines, ilu-
mined those six hundred thousand dead
men, wearing on their foreheads, not the
number Of a regiment, but the name of a
victory. These six hundred thousand
men. presented arms: Napoleon returned
the salute and added,
See, my son, that avenue formerly
LED to the Palace Gf the Tuileries. Du-
ring my lie I have mingled freely with
all those heroes, alive like me. Look
and observe, and will name them to
thee"
Then with loud voice, he said
Advance. my faithful Berthier. take
the command and order my beautiful re-
giments to pass before me-"
Berthier, standing at the right hand Of
Napoleon. gave the signal the drum
meEs led the ad, ance, the trumpeters
sounded their trdmpets, the bands struck
up their' well remembered airs, the hor-
ses curvetted and nci ghed, and then the
whole warllkc mass moved on IN silence.
No sound proceeded from the steps OF
those giants TO intercept the harmony OF
the triumphal march the review Of the
dead had began, and the living were ex-
cluded from their presence. AT last the
leading files reached the immense arch.
Look, look, my son. said Napoleon.
".therc is Desaix, the just Sultan, who
died, leaving me victory rs pledge of
remembrance That is kleber, the stern
soldier, whose head bent to me alone to
him alone did dare entrust the care OF
Egypt, and he would have kept it for me
had the poignard not done what the can
non he had so often bravcd failed to ac-
compiiSh."
klcber and Dessaix passed on, thou
sands Of soldiers following after them,
their uniforms torn and pierced with balls.
Napoleon continued
DO YOU sec that one extending his
hand to me ? That is Lannes, my friend.
Hail, my valiant soldier that earliest the
standard of Lodi, and wearest the sabre
of Marengo. Tellt the Consular Guard [
am sa,iatici ~itA them"
Lannes bowed until the plumes Of his
helmet mingled with the flowing name OF
his war-horse, and his gallant troops fol-
lowed their renowned leader. Napoleon
| added:
" Look at them my son, as they march
on. There is An2ereau, the child fOrSt the
Faubourg, St. Marceau, the Duke of Cas-
tiyIionc he likewise earliest standard,
| from the enemy; it is his own, which he
feArlessly bore across the bridge of Arco-
! la it is Ais standard: France restored it
to him all rdled with grape shot, per-
suadrd that in his hands it would ever be
! free from stain.
| Angereau strobe on at the head Of his
valiant cohorts. Napoleon pursued his
recital:
| "He who comes next, is Lcfebvrc
, Thou secst the soldiers following him
with undsunted steps-that is my old
uuard, my Guard of Austeriitz and Jena.
Salute that noble warrior, my son ; he
perhaps, alone, Of all, did noc bequea.h Ii
to his heirs the gold with which had
SO profuse!y ornamented his Marshal's
uniform. Near to him is T. mere Captain,
ChambuFe, who defended with so much
audacity the town that Lefe6yrc had ia,
ken with so much valor."
! After Lefebvre had passed, the young
! Napoleon exclaimed
"Who are those Father, who are
those ?"
"Those are my brave GrenaIiers-
Oudinot is not at their head Oudiaot is
buried in life more profoundly than we are
in our graves"
! Who are those approaching arm il
arm 90
& The two Kellermans, father and son
the only father who deserved, without
nv assistance the ducal crown gave him
the only son who deserves, without any
assistance, to wear the crown l gave hi'
father"
Napoleon continued, indicating with
his tiDger those of whom he was speak
ing.
q There, in that carriage, wounded a:
he was at Wagram, is Massena. whom
ordered to conquer, and who was Away:
victorious. Near him behold RamPon
and after Rampon. the invincible 32d de
mi brigade, citadel of men, command
cd by the bravest of their number. the
buckler of my armies, borne by an arm o
-" Oh, father, how quickly they pass
all furrowed with glorious wounds-you
have scarcely named one out of a hundred
Of those illustrious generals"
..The night is short. my son. and time