Bradford reporter. [volume] (Towanda, Pa.) 1844-1884, 1860-02-02
TOWANDA
Thursday Morning, February 2, 1860
sTORMING OF THE BAsTIoN.

The following description OF al attack by the
French upon the Bastion ST. Andre, during
The wars of Napoleon. The picture of the
event has no superior in the language for
graphic description and fearless interest;
"fhis wont do comrade must go. | shall
attack from your position. So shall 90 down
the line and bring men up. Give me good
spice of veterans | shall get one word with
YOU before We go out God bless you !"
% God bless you. Raynal!"
The moment Raynal was gone, Camille
beckoned lieutenant TO him AID ordered half
the brigade to form strong column on both
sides of Deaths Alley.
His eyes fell upon private Dard.
"Comc here" said he.
Dard came aud Sautcd
Have you any one at Beaurepaire who
would he sorry if you were killed ~
"Yes, Colonel, Jacintha that used to make
your broth Colonel"
Take this line to Col Raynal You will
End him with the 18th brigade"
He wrote few lines in pencil, folded them
and Dard went off with them, little dreaming
that the colonel Of his brigade was taking the
trouble to save his his life because he came
from BcaurcparP,
Colonel Dujard then went into his tent ard
closed the aperture, and took the good book
the priest had given him, aud prayed hGmLiy,
and forgave all the word.
Then he sat down. his head in his hands,
aud thought of his chiid, and how hard it was
to die and never sec him. One sad sob at this
-~one only
Then he lighted a candle, sealed MP his or
deys Of yaIor, and wrote line begging that
they might be seut to his sister lie also
sealed up his purse, and left a memorandum
that the contents might he given to disabled
soldiers Of his brigade upon their being iu-
validcd.
Then he took ont JoScphinc's letter.
Poor coward, he said let me be not IN
kind See burn your letter lest it should
be found, and disturb the peace you prize so
highly. J. too, shall soon he at peace, thank
God" He lighted it and dropped it on the
ground; it burned slowly away. lie eyed it
drspair,gly. "Ay, you perish, last record Of
an UNHAPPY love, and 50 you pass away, 50
am going, my soul to my Greater, my body to
dust-ayc, poor letter, even so passes away
my life, wasted hy generals not ftto command
corporal's guard-my hopes Of glory. and
my dreams Of ioye--it all ends to-day, at nine
and twenty"
lie pRt his white handkerchief to his eyes
Josephine had given it to him. He cried
little, not ct dying, bat at sccjug his lite
thrown away,
When he was done CRYING, he put lis hand
&ercilj,f ia his bosom, and the whoc maa was
transformed beyond the power Of language to
to express. Powder does not change more
when it catches Grc. He rose that moment,
aid wentl6e HaaSh OF lightning ont OF the
tent. The next be came down Ike falcon
between the IjLes OF the strong column to
Deaths Alley.
Attention. = cried tae se7geantS, " the
Colonel
There was dead silence, for the bare sight
of that erect and inspired figure made the
nous hoSonS thrill with thc certainty Of great
deeds to conc the light Of battle was in his
eye. No longer the moody Colonel bnt
thunderhot of war, red hot aud waiting to
be launched.
Officers, scrgeantS, soldiers, word With
You"
La Croix--" Attention"
DO YOU know what passed here Eve min
utcs ago?'
The attack Of the bastioR Eas settled, +"
cried q captain.
@ 1t was; and who was to lead the assault
do you know =
No !"
A Colonel from Egypt"
A grOan from the men.
"With detachments from other brigadcs."
All an angry roar.
Colonial Dniardin walked quickly away down
between the two lines. looking with his frcy
eve Into the mems eyes on the right Then
ne came back on the other side, and as he
went be lighted those mems eyes swith his own.
1t was torch passing along line of ready
gasIightS The work to Us, he cried, in n