The Manchester journal. [volume] (Manchester, Vt.) 1861-current, 1863-11-24

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And here comes that jew that
never loses sight Of him" cried a
third fellow, with a rcd rag round his
forehead -" follows him like a wCascl
does a wounded rabbit I'd shoo,
that jew II br followed me 50. Ugh
how this snow blows in ones eyes ]"
Worse and worse you could trace
our march by long lines Of snow-hil-
locks, the graves OF our unhappy sol
1icrs. Four days from Smolensko,
where we hoped to get food, | saw
+ the poor Russian lady riding in sui-
lers wagon. The next day on a gun
carriage. The day alter that, ! met
her walking with almost bare feet,
olmgiug 10 az old soldier, who had
taken compa sion on her; her hair
was disl,elycd, her rich dress had
turned 10 rag-, A day before we
reached Smoiehsko, | came upon her
body among . heap Of camp-iollowcrs
who had been spear,d by the Cos
sacks. The .now already had partly
covered her. ] stopped for a mo-
meni, and. even in the cruel selfish.
ness Of that terrible retreat. covered
her face with some snow. Poor NO.
man, al last her sufferings were over /;
she was beyond the reach Of pain.
sorrow and hunger. As for that
wretch Ktantzcr, he, intent on saving
his plunder, was riding holly on TO
Smolensko, hoping to be first TO reach
the ovens where the jews were ba-
king bread for the army. At the
sight Of Smolrnsko, with It's hall.burn-
ed walls and dismantled towers, hope
once more revisited our hearts we
waved our flags and bayonets, and
hurried headlong TO the ovens.
! found an infunated mob of sol.
diers besieging the doors of the bake
house where ralions were TO be dis
tribuiel. Alarmed at their menaces,
the frightened Jews were handing out
Jumps Of the unbaked dough- Humid
reds OF bayonets we're tossing in the
air, muskels were discharging, and
here and there men were actually
lalnting with hunger on door-steps,
within s-lcngih bf tht crowd. All
order and discipline we're gone aud
amid a group of infuriated men screa-
ming for more bread, officers were
seen clamoring loudly as the meanest
canp-iolIow,r.
Foremost among these--more COW.
ardly and more imporiuna,e Than any
- saw krautzcr lac was mounted
on strong artillery-horse, and the
w,ll-sluflcd holsters we're still con-
spieuous objects on his saddle. He
was brea ting his way to the font
among the cui,ing soldiers, aud the
jew was clinging TO his strrup, Heath.
cr. His arms we're up in the air en-
treating for bread, and the bayonets
were ~ around him before and be-
hind, and on the right hand ard on
The lcft, so that he could not move
them either up or down.
Shoot the savant!' cried a drum
mer, on whom his horse had irodden !;
" soldiers frsl--satants after. Why
didii'l he ioresee the bad weather.
Bread, bread, accursed Jews |!
bread, dear Jews y screamed out
krautzrr, alternately wheedling and
threatening.
Bread, or well slay every jew !"
shouted the soldiers, tearing the dough
to pieces as the Jew.bakers threw il
in great white Jumps among them.
Iierce us sharks lighting for a bait.
was about four ranks off from
Krautzer. and was waiting patiently
for my turn, when my attention was
drawn to the jew at the sayant's side.
lie was bending down, and evidently
cutting at lhe sayant's holsters with
thick, sharp knife. was fascinated
with The sight--so fascinated that |
lost all thought Of giving the alarm !;
though, amid lhe war Of four or five
Il ousand hoarse voices, il i. not posi-
bic thai any alarm ! eould have given
would have reached linn.
Suddenly | saw The holsters slide
Off and the jew stoop down and crawl
under the horses belly, and, winding
through the crowd, disappear down a
side-aIley.
think" said ] to nm officer next
me, that jew las robbed that man
in front uf rs. ! saw him cut off his
holstefs."
Cha 7" said the officer ! address
cd this il no time to look after
thieves Here, Jews--bread, bread
In starving; bread, jew, or III fire
my pistol /"
Presently from the ra9enous crowd
krauIzcr emerged. deyouring huge
lump of dough, tearing It with bis
halids, and cramming il in huge NOR
sels into his mouth.
ls there any more To be got, Mon.
sieur KraH zer Z" ! said.
II d,n't know or carcF said the
Wretch III is every one for himself
now. I'm off 10 Wilma
III iita moment Krauizer's eyes
happened to fall upon his .add.e; he
saw that Ills holsters were gone.
IL turned pale as a cofpse--then
suddenly his eyes dindled with a fire
Of inapeni madness, and he quickly
drew his sword and advanced upon
me.