Lamoille newsdealer. [volume] (Hyde Park, Vt.) 1860-1877, 1861-10-10
PRINCE NAPOLEON AND THE OLD SOL
DER.

PRINCE NAPOLEON AND THE OLD SOL
DER.
There occurred at Chicago one of those
rare incidents in the progress of Prince
tour through the United States
which will not soon be forgotten by our
illustrious visitor, albeit the tender rec
objections thereof may not be of long du-
ration with one of the parties intercs-
ted, whose gray hairs will ere long be
moistened by the clammy dews of death.
. Lorenz Harte relic of the grand army
of the First Napoleon, now an inmate of
Cook County Poor-house, had an inter
view with Prince Napoleon. The Prince
arose to receive his remarkable guest.
There they stood for moment looking
each other in the face-the second heir to
the French crown and the SCARED and
bronzed veteran of a score of battles.
Advancing, the Prince grasped the old
mans hand and conducting him to seat
spoke so kindly that the veterans heart
overfowed, and he burst into tears.
To those at all acquainted with the his
tory of the Napoleonic dynasty, neither
the kindness of the Prince nor the emo
ton of the old soldier will be wondered
at All such we'll know the remarkable
power that the first Napoleon held upon
the affections of his soldiers, as we'll as
the wild and uncomfortable idolatry man.
ifested by the latter toward the former,
on all occasions, whether in victory or de-
feat.
In that interview, yesterday the vcter-
an fought his battles Ger again" The
Prince questioned him, and listened with
glistening eye to his recital Of those thrill
ling incidents which ever had as their he
ro Napoleon. The quick eye of the
Prince noticed the absence of three fingers
from one of the soldiers hands.
"Where did you lose your fingers ?"
"In the retreat from Moscow. l was
attached to the cavalry, and IN one of the
charges of those villainous Cossacks, a
stroke from lance deprived me of my
fingers. and the old veterans eyes
shonc with the old battle-light, "my sa-
bre finished him, sire All, those Cos.
sacks we're the most splendid horsemen
that | ever saw, but they were afraid of
Murats's cavalry, after al"
And the old soldiers mind wandered
back to that terrible retreat from the
burning capital of the Russias, surround
ed by the infexible rigors Of Russian
winter, and harrassed day and night by
those furious onsets of Cossack cavalry
those wild and daring children of the
plains.
"This, sire, was made at Lodi" exhib.
ting terrible scar upon his left shoulder
made by grape-shot.
"And this" barring the calf of his leg
showing the track of a bullet through and
through it, "was done at Arcola."
"This sabre cut upon my head was re.
ceived at Austerlitz, and so was this, sire, y
tenderly holding up the Cross of the Le
gion of Honor bestowed upon him by Ma.
polean for special sirvice on that bloody
field.
And thus the old battle-scarred veteran
whiled away two pleasant hours--hours
fraught with proud and tender recollec-
tions to both Prince and soldier; and
when the veteran arose to 60, he blessed
the munifccnce of the Prince which had
pressed we'll filled purse into his hand,
and given assurance that la Belle France
had not forgotten her veterans, and that a
liberal pension should be provided for
him. Chicago Journal.
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