Delaware gazette. [volume] (Delaware, Ohio) 1855-1886, 1870-10-28

GIeanings from the Correspondents.
A SCENE ON THE FIELD OF GRAVEL
LOTTE.

: ty-twO dead bodies are lying one upoI
!; the other. Here is an officer plunged
head formOst into a ditch still holdins
on his sword. Another pile of dead
and dying! For you hear groans. TIL,
/ cold bodies are removed, and life is II
2 the pulse of the mass of tatters anC
wounds and blood which is revealed
! A little brandy and the eyes slowly opeT
and stare wildly, then Pathedcally
around. The physician puts his ear tC
= the muttering mouth. No articulation
The lips cease to move, so does the
pulse under the Doctors fingers. The
/, eyes close and open, and close forever
Lay him down tenderly, young and SC
fair. He must have been the son of 4
gentle home.
No matter. Pass on to the next. The
next is Turco. His chassepot is tight
in the stiff grasp of his sallow hand
His countenance is savage even in
death. Two others-nay three, four
seven, lie near by. What did these
breasts know of patriotism when they
were pressed against the invader, in the
behalf of la belle France? King Will
lam s money would be as inspiring to
them as that of the Emperor. One oi
this noble tribe bit the neck of the Prus-
sian surgeon, who was lzneeling down
to dress the patriots wound. Another
no this was one of the Corps d. Antique.
He boasts that he shot a Prussian who
had thrown down his arms and cried
Friend, fTiend!" Africa cried, "No
friend of mine, and fired with the result
that makes the yellow face beam with
delight when it tells the story of its beau
tiful heroism. So France has cried to the
i East and to the West, to the North and
to the South, Friend, friend, but from
every, State comes back the ominous
answer, mo friend of mine, and the
poor old hiendless, throneless monarch
must fight it out alone. Nothing madder
or sadder than this plunge into this war
IS to be found upon the pages of French
history, so replete with all that is mad
in adventure and sad in result
Dead horses lie thick on the beautiful
hillside, and stop the rivulet in the pret-
/ ty ravjne. They lie upon their backs
with their legs in the air, and are bloat-
! ed to their utmost, as if swelled full to
bursting with the vanity which survives
| the wreck of armies and the crush of
/ States.
The hamlets, the dwellings of peas
ants and gentlemen are forsaken of
| their tenants, and tenanted by the
wounded Villages and towns are empty,
! battered with shells, burned or burning.
| There must be a score of such deserted
villages, which but week ago were
each like sweet Auburn to its happy
population-''thelo loyeliest village of the
plain, where health and plenty cheered
the laboring swain.
Where are the happy population? They
fill the roads, nestle under the hedges,
sink exhausted in the shelter of the trees,
fleeing to Belgium and LuxembuFg,
fleeing to neutral territory" from the
country they have been taught to be-,
lieve leads civilization and carries the
guardianship of liberty and peace on the
tip of its invincible sword. o., its all so
horrible, horrible, horrible, inexpressibly
horrible, that I aTn sure you will pardon
the unmanly grief and tears that come
at the sight. have wept with those who
weep on the desolate fields of France. /
have seen the boy and his goat asleep
together on the roadside, the little maid
and her feeble old grandfather, like little
Nell, hurrying him away from the im-.
pending DOOM have seen the wee cart
burdened with all the wretched woman
could gather of their household goods
leading the jaded mule along the ridges
of the Vosges. One-ffth of France is
already swept clean of life, animal and
vegetable. There are I5O, 900 men, wo-
men and children without homes. or
friends or food, unless they are fed as
Elijah was of old. And a million of
mouths are added to theirs. Five thous-
and acres of thrifty vineyards are as
bare of grapes and of the promise of
grapes for five years as any prairie of
Kansas or hunting ground of White
Cloud From the tops of the hills, as
far as the eye can reach, you see the or
chards cut as with a scythe, and the
patches of vegetables rooted up and laid
waste as if (ah the subject is its own IL
lustration) war had passed that way
Jz1. .SHeba1d to the Cincinnati Gazette.
How THE EMPEROR SURRENDERED.
A French correspondent of the Soir
writing from Dinant, Belgium, gives the
following account of Napoleon's surren-
der at Sedan
Listen, for what L can now give you is
a page of history. Napoleon III having
written to the King of Prussia the letter
which you are acquainted with, William
replied ''Let him come himself; other
wise he will be treated ike a private sol
dier, although he scarcely deserves it. -
Napoleon then betook himself in the
manner related to the farm at which the
King had established his headquarters.
The caleche, having arrived at the door
of the house, the ex-Emperor alighted,
extingui she'd his cigarette and entered
alone into the low chamber, where the
King, in a Generals uniform, with his
helmet on, was walking up and down in
a feverish state, his hands crossed behind
his back The Prince and the great Of
fcers formed a group in one Of the cor.
ners of the apartment. The ex-Emper-
or took off his hat and saluted the King,
using the German language. William
did not reply, either by word or gesture,
but after a few more PAGES, came and
placed himself erect, stiff and terrible, in
front of Napoleon, who remained bare
| headed, with his head slightly inclined.
"Sire," he said, still in German, II
| come to repeat to you Majesty 9IUa 5'Oce
what 1 had the honor of writing to YOU
Yesterday evening. ''It is well, Siy, re-
plied the King, whose color was consid-
| cradle heightened, while his voice had
whistling sound, owing to the efforts he
made to restrain himself, 81 have deci-
ded that Spandau shall be assigned to
| YOU for prison-I mean residence; you
will there wait for my further orders. "
"Sir.' said Napoleon-'I have spo-
/ Il,
| his saber on the dusty floor of the room.
a. IN reU0f,- done Jz0HSieAT, mon fYe11e, .
said the Emperor, this time in French;
he then saluted in the most courteous
manner the different personages, and
left the room as calm as if he had been
presiding at the opening of the Cham
bers. When outside he took cigaratte
and lighted it by the cigar of a cuirass-
| Ter in white uniform, and was preparing
to again get into his carriage when
general officer came from the King to
beg him to pass into neighboring
court, where William, who wished to
have a longer conversation, would send
for him. Napoleon said not word,
but, escorted by two cuirassiers, passed
into a court where there was small
wooden bench at the edge of a little
piece of water. On this he quietly took
his seat, continuing to smoke, and only
stopping at intervals to look at the pool