The Manitowoc tribune. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1866-1878, 1876-10-19

gmentS, which thereafter bear their hon.
orary colonel's name at the head of the
list, and are known by his appecation as
we'll as by their designating number
So when the Second Life Grenadiers
(Regiment Kmnig Won Preussen) ap-
preached, the old Emperor cantered
away from the crowd of Princes, and
reaching the head of the regiment, took
the position of their colonel, drew his
sword, and assumed command, and
marched them past the reviewing point,
saluting the Saxon King as he passed.
And saw my friends Won Gruenenwald
and Lehman riding behind at least six
inches higher in the saddle, with pride
in their Imperial leadership. The Kai-
ser then resumed his place. and before
long, when the shrill trumpets were
heard, and the red-topped bearskin caps
were seen in the distance. the Grown
Prince of Germany left his position and
went flying past down the line to put
himself at the head of his own regiment,
the Nineteenth Hussars, of which corps
he wore the uniform. AS he went at
swinging gallop, sitting like centaur,
and managing his fiery Arab with dex-
trous grace, all the crowded tribunes
arose to salute him with laundering
cheers, which he gracefully returned
again and again, by saluting with his
sabre. He is evidently very popular,
for the cheers continued ringing down
the line, and arose again with increased
volume as he came trotting gaily past at
the head of his gallant hussars, who
looked as proud and as gay as peacocks.
A BRAVE LITTLE Boy SAVES Hrs
MOTHER FROM DRowNING.-On Sept.
"a. Frederick Bergman, aged twelve
years, rowed his mother and two of his
sisters, both younger than himself,
across the st. Croix to Calais, III small
boat. When they reached their destina-
ton, Frederick helped one 81 tie little
girls to Chamber up the wharf and took
her to place of safety. When he re-
turned for the other, he found her run
ming about the boat screaming:
''Where is my mamma ?"
Frederick rightly con;ectured that his
mother had fallen overheard, and being
a capital swimmer, diyed Immediately
into the water where he saw bubbles
arising, and had the good fortune to aid
in bringing her to the surface, but could
do no more, and Mrs. Bergman, like
every other person i'll danger of being
drowned, kept holding on to him, while
both were sinking again, whereupon
Fred cried out
'Oia, mother, don't drown me l'', on
which, still retaining her senses, Mrs.
Bergman dropped her hold of him and
pushed him from her, and then sank the
second time. Fred, in an agony of grief,
dived and pulled her to the surface
again. Again she sank. Happily there
was no current at the time, and when the
noble little fellow helped her up the
third time he succeeded by superhu-
man effort in placing her hand, which
was open, on the stern of the boat, and
there Mrs. Bergman, though by that
time utterly unconscious, took hold, and
held on till Fred mounted the wharf and
brought some men at work near by to
her assistance. When she recovered,
Mrs. Bergman explained that when
Fred left her with the little girl she at
tempted to climb up the wharf, but it
being slippery she lost her hold, while
the boat had hoated away from beneath
her, and fell into the water.