Ellsworth American. [volume] (Ellsworth, Me.) 1855-current, 1859-06-10
Hi5trlla III.
THE DESERTER ;
or, BLuCuER JUDGMENT.

Few were the Youths throu Ihou. the
kingdom of Prussia that " ere allowed TO
STAY at home in tn Il even, iu! year OF
1918 a war more terrible. more vim
dtct3.e than any enc that had ever visited
the continent OF Europe VS. raging
STARE none Of its aeat.nlcrs. Also tn
king has called hi, peop'e to arms by
mcnrs OF that famous proclamation " h:ch
will le con,id red for cv,rmore as one
OF tic uohle>t documents III German his
tory. They were true TO the cat-oid
and youuy. LETT their h mos rushed to
their colors, took up arms and never ltii
them down iii the enemy were under tue
very walls OF Paris.
The inhibtants OF Siicsia. well known
for their ln,alty and p ui"ti>m. had
no. stool bthiud atnid the general en-
thusiasm. There was not iami IN
the province that had no c'n'rhuted
its contingent to the t.atinnal affair: anu
many a heart was throbb;u. painfully
whenever rev intelligence was s"rcad
OF another of those dreadful battles
which, by riddin. the country OF an
odious enemy, threw sorrow AMI allie
tion upon many quiet and peaceable
home.
On sultry summer evening. in the
wear before mentioned, n woman was
sitting before her humble cottag, in the
little Silesian village of Burnheim. She
had put the d>taf aside, and was read
ing the Bible, which lay opened on her
knees. Whi's st She was repeating the
holy words IN an under-tone to herself,
her ears caught the sound of quick foot
steps and long shadow emerled from
behind the cottage. The women trembed
violently; the moment Afterwards her
upliftci eyes fell upon the figure Of Il
handsome and well made lad IN military
attire.
"llow are you. mother
She rose and threw her trembling arms
around h,s neck. God be thanked my
boy, that | see thee again Bat how
pale and haggard thou lookest.' She
went on af.cr a pause: To be sure.
thu must be very tired, and very hun
CRY too
She led him into the room to the old
arm, hair. AID urged him to set down
and repose himself little. while she
herself would prepare him some supper.
What did he like best: Should she
make him an omelet or roast a chicken
Oh, it was no troubled at all Dear
me. how could he talk of trouble she
was but too glad to do anything for her
own dear boy. Yes, she would 60 and
get him chicken"
The woman. all hustle and activity
left the room.
The youth did not betray so much
pleasure at this hearty reception from Lis
aged par mt as might have been expected
He was restless and i'll at ease; it seemed
as if something was heavily weighing
his heart; and when his wandering eye
fell upon the portrait of his deceased
father. which was hanging over the
chimney piece. presenting that worthy
gentleman in the stiff uniform worn by
the king guayde de corps half cen
tury ago, | felt as if the old sergeant
was looking at him with a grim frowr
upon his honest countenance: just as il
he experienced heavy inclination tc
step out of his worm eaten rosewood
frame 10 seize the old knoted haze stick
in the corner. with the brass mob at top
end to apply it to the hack Of his otfsprin-
for half an hour or so; as, in fact, be had
been in the habit Of doing many . da!