The evening telegraph. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1864-1918, 1870-08-19


The force of the enemy in the battle of
the 10th may be approximately estimated at
$50, 600 men.
We have not yet the exact figures of our
losses.
Execution of Prussian spies.
PARIS, Aug. 19.-The journals this morn
ing say that nineteen Prussian spies have
lately been arrested, and after trial and con-
demnation by Council of War, they we're
shot at Fort de Montrouge
Among the executions we're five officers of
the enemy's etat major who we're arrested
some days since in the plain of Satory, near
Fort dIvry. These spies were disguised and
were taking notes of the plans of fortif-
cations.
Napoleon says he has been Betrayed.
The following dispatches are from private
Sources
LONDON, Aug. 1911 80 A. M.-The Daily
NepS of this morning contains a despatch
from Brussels which says Napoleon suffers
from febrile monomania. He cries out that
he has been betrayed.
The French Disaster at Metz.
The London Times of this morning says
despatch from Berlin states that the French
armies were separated at Mars-la-Tour, and
the main army at Metz was checked by the
1st and I'd armies of Prussia.
The March to Chalons.
The Crown Prince, with three army corps,
is now marching to attack General Frossard
at Chalons.
Desperate strait of Bazafne's ARMY.
The despatch adds that Marshal Bazaine
must cut his way through the German army,
or the army of the Rhine will be forced to
capitulate
The situation at Metz.
LONDON, Aug. 1850 A. M.-Part of the
French army has been forced back to Metz.
The position there is regarded as very critical.
More Peace Runors.
1t is believed that preliminary negotiations
for peace are under discussion here.
The Battle of Woorth-Edmond About's Expe-
rience.
PARIS, Thursday, Aug. 19.-Bdmond About
describes the scenes after the battle of Woerth,
as follows
Zone sees solid regiments, who proudly re-
treat, while a few bad soldiers, disbanded, lost,
demoralzed, and disarmed, throw themselves
desperately into each by-path. arrived just
in time to stop three wretched Turcos,
mounted on artillery horses, as they
were entering an old quarry with the
hope of making short cut from the field.
Our artillery must have been roughly used, so
many caissons pass along the road without guns.
But here comes one or two regiments of the line
quite firm, tolerably complete in numbers, rifle
on shoulder and knapsack on back. Behind
them Marshal MacMahon, calm, dignifed, al
most smiling. and fresh as a rose. salute him
as he passes. He responds without noticing
me. One of his aids, NJ. d'Alzac, names me.
Then the old hero stops, and tells me quite
simply the story OF his defeat thus:-I had
only $4,000 men, and / found $50, 600 in front of
me. We have given way before numbers They
have killed or wounded about 5000 men. But
we shall have our revenge. Explain this to the
public. But where are you going in that direc-
tion? TO Saverne, reply.a You will be cap
tured. The Prussians will be there in twohours,
says the General. j have my wife and children
there answer. God preserve you. Do not
fail to say that the morale of the troops is ex-
cellent." We shake hands.
II exchange few pleasant words with NJ
d'Alzac, and l search vainly in the ranks of the
staff as it moves on for the laughing and kindly
face of VI. de Vogue, officer of ordnance. This
fine young man, full of promice, was killed by
bullet through the forehead and General Col
son with a bullet through the heart. Both
of them were struck down by the
side of the Marshal, who was reckless
of his life. Last comes a regiment
of Turcos, the most complete and finest OF the
three. These fellows have not thrown away
their knapsacks nor their arms One of the
first comes out of the ranks and clasps me
around the neck. 1t is Albert Dury, a fellow
journalist, and the excellent fellow begins by
telling me: Il have been to your house; ii is
empty. All your people are safe but you. l, as
you see, am firm as post. Oh, my poor friends!
What disaster! We will repair it, though" He
runs off and disappears in the motley crowd of
his comrades little further on saw civil
liam dressed in a short coat of grey velvet, who
marches like an officer between two companies
of the line. It is NJ. Guidran, the artist of the
Illustration, an old friend of the day before yes
| terday. He carries his portefoliO acrost his
| back, and tomorrow morning at Pfazburg he
| will, no doubt, make sketch of this shameful
retreat.
This Mornings Quotations.
LONDON, Aug. 1912 M.-Consols open at 9124
| for money and 9l2S for account American Sc
| lS62s, sSH 1868, Old s7A 1s67s, e64; l040s,
| Great Western, 23.
| LIVERPOOL, Aug. 1912 M.-Cotton opens firm
sales are estimated at 1900 bales. Sales of the
week Il 900 bales, OF which 200 were for export
and 5000 for speculation. Stock on hand 529, ,000
| bales 246,00O of which are American. Receipts OF
| Flour, 25s. Lard, 72s. Cd. Refined Petroleum,
| 1s. 52id.
LoEDoN, Aug 1912 M.-Turpentne easier at 29s
HAvRE, Aug. 1s.-COtton nrm, on the spot, at 9sf.
PARIS Aug. l9.-The Bourse closed firm yesterday
| Rentes, 64f. l5c.
FROM THE WEST.