The evening telegraph. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1864-1918, 1870-09-30

it must be the explosion Of a powder mara
zine; we heard also that an immense stock OF
firewood was burning furiously And now, as the
light faded, the cannonade became heavier. Light
ming nashes from the North Battery, and in few
seconds comes the heavy boom. You hear the rush
of the shell through the air. and when you have had
time to count about thirty you hear 1t explode in
Snasburg. Modern fortihcatlons are always con-
structed some distance outside towns, but Stras-
burg, though immensely strengthened in modern
times is an old fortress, and unhappily its fortih
cations come right up to the houses. There are
about S0,O00 peaceful Inhabitants in Strasburg, who
6ricSs decision se General rIc6 m is Guided soeiy
by what he regards as his duty as soldier. The
Germans have no unkind feeling towards the in
habitants Of Strasburg Beyond the determination
to have a sound peace, one which France shall not
again have the power to disturb have never heard
them express any unkind feelings towards the
people OF France. Still, II they mean to have
Srasburg they must day and night fight at its fort-
lcations, and the shells-many of shem at any rate
fired against the walls go crash into the houses of
peaceful citizens or burst In the streets. Even II
the people take refuge In the cellars the shells often
nate inhabitants only escape one dreadful death to
meet with another A lady connected with the court
at Stuttgart told me on Tuesday that on Monday she
dined with a gentleman who, with his three little
children, was shut up in Strasburg. Being Ger
man, the cOmmandant would not give him pass to
go out, as he said he was quite capable of bearing
arms, and might bear them against France. Mat
ters stood thus when bomb fell in the street where
he had his family, and killed and wounded eight
women. He now determined at all hazards to get
his family through the lines, and by the assistance
war. Is he not douby accursed OF God and man
who wantonly commences it? BY o'clock battery
answers battery, and the roar is unintermittent:
From all sides leap the tongues of flame, and
the rush as Of q steam m-engine through the air
tells that each one pfopels messenger of death.
Occasionally the shells explode In the air, but this
Is seldom, as the accuracy OF the firing is remark
able Now there is a terrific vomiting forth OF flame
in front OF me, to my left, with deafenng sharp re-
port and up rises, apparently right up to the stars
which are looking so quietly down upon it all,
which, forming Vast ellipse, drops down into the
devoted city, or rather God grant, into the ctadei,
and explodes with dull thud. 1t is bomb; the
mortar battery is getting to work. And now shell
follows she'll In rapid succession from the South Bat
terry at my left, and little behind; bomb follows
bomb from the mortars all the other batteries are
burg, and shouts and cries. but it is too inds
tinct to be sure. Strange to say, upon our side,
which is all can speak for, there seems to be no
reply, or very little from the citadel. As an honest
man, am bound to say am much more comfort
of ammunition, and If he has why does he not sur
render or s he reservng it for the horrible posi-
9by OF f5 storm? God grant it may not come ito to
night wears on; not shot that can discover on
our our side from the citadel but a perfect
20 Strdsbu'g, Strasburg, wundershone 8tadt,"
this is a sad time for thee The
very bright. Through all the cannonade there
stands the Minister in all its ideal beauty, and seems
to look down upon the passionate strife Of men
the moon does. hear that it is very little injured
from where was could detect no injury. One gets
laid me down on the floor and tried to sleep, but in
addition to the constant roar around the cat that
robbed me Of my supper Is prowling about the loft,
and the only light have is what CLEANS at from
her eyeballs 1t is morning, the cannon still thun
ders, but no longer are the lightning tongues visible
as in the night and you cannot even track the
OF the bombs. am intensely weary, and determine
to get back to Ofenburg and to bed as soon pos
sble. Once out OF the house and my face turned to
the east there is glorious but singular SUNRISE the
whole sky above the mountains OF the Black Forest
is blood red, canopied i'm clouds OF which
sun rises. 1t is ominous OF rain, and looks ominous
for the hosts around Strasburg The cannon is still
booming as write; it must have been a very heavy
day.