The Manchester journal. [volume] (Manchester, Vt.) 1861-current, 1881-06-30

good deal aud Walking above everything
The weather Vas terribly hot and dusty
Hall way one OF our marches | sat dow
on the roadside overwhelmed with fatigue
Are yon going to stay thorel said Pu
yioux 10 me-
Yes.
Adicul he said, continuing his march
Au reyoir
watched him Ms he went on with firm
step, As II he had only just started. Wher
| saw him disappear at the bend Of th,
road. and when was once alone, rs i
were abandoned. | felt great despair
made an effort. rose and began 10 wall
again. That little halt had done me good
walked, walked and walked until had
caught up to PuviouI and passed him.
At night, too, Twas well ahead, but
was worn out. i Ientered an inn to sleep q
little. / slept all night. In the morning
! woke up. l saw that the day was getting
on; WINS furious and called some one.
You have not seen asoldier pass on FOOT
Yes, monsieur IA mihitaire, very late last
night He asked for glass OF water.
Ali l WAS outstripped in my turnl
started hurriedly. At 3 O'Clock in the
afternoon had not caught up to Puvioux,
nor at O either. At night took my rest
while ate, and started to walk again.
walked a good part Of the night, but my
strength had limits Once more stopped.
l knocked ut an inn.
The door opened, and there sitting in a
chair l saw PuviouI, pale as death. He
made movement of displeasure when he
saw mo that VAS natural. We did not
talk much What could we say? We
were both tired. The great thing was to
know who should get up first for the next
morning. 1t was |.
The next morning was this morning
Since this morning | have been walking
taking a rest now and then, but only very
short one. We are getting close. Rethel
is the last stage between Anglers and
Mezeres. know my map of France now.
The last stake Good heavens, if arrived
too lste
And Pierre Puvioux, asked my father,
has he caught You up?
No, replied Cbevaueheux, ! am ahead.
II could start now should be saved.
Start? In this state Impossible!
know-my feet are swollen and but
and provided that tomorrow
Tomorrow you will be rested; you will
be able to walk
Do you think SO? said the soldier, with
4 look ardent as lightning.
Ipromise you.
NY father then advised the soldier to go
to bed. Chevaucheu1 did not refuse.
The bed was ready. He shook hands with
us and went up to his room. 1t was ten
clock.
will wake you at five o'clock, said my
father
1t was not yet daylight on the following
when my father, already up,
weather was. While he was at the
window heard some heavy footsteps on tho
road below, and in the obscure twilight
that precedes daybreak he perceived q
soldier who was walking in the direction
,f Mezieres
Up already? said my father.
The soldier stopped.
Well? continued my father, are you Off?
The soldier looked up and tried to make
,ut who was speaking to him.
You are Jean Chevaucheux, are you not?
.sked my father.
No., said the soldier, am Pierre Puvioux,
And as il that name Of Cheyaucheux had
been the prick ofa spur, he resumed his
Falk more rapidly and was soon lost in the
When my father could no
onger ses him he could hear the noise Of
lis shoes on the road leading to Mezieres.
All! said my father to himself, Chevau-
.heux must be sharp il he means to catch
Up to that man. And he went straight to
he room where Jean had slept. He was
.lready up and looking at his feet by the
light OF candle.
Victoryl he cried when he saw my
ather; l feel fresh and strong and suffer
10 more En- routel
And quickly, replied my father. Puvi- !
lux has just spoken to him. He passed
Inder our window, going as if the devil
we're after him.
Pierre Puviouxl
Ali mon Dieul exclaimed Cheyaucheux,
9 il he had been struck down. He re-
'eated once more; All! mon Dieul Then
10 bucklsd on his knapsack and cried
.iter ell, what you have told me gives me
Let me be of.
In the room below my mother, already
p. was filling wallet with provisions
Or -Chsvaucheur. But he refused. He
'as not hungry. Nevertheless, he let her
II him flask Of brandy, and putting on
pair Of my fathers shoes he started,
lessing my mother and leaning on my
.ther's arm to take the first step.
Three or four years after this We had
card no news OF Cheyaucheux. Wo used
ften TO talk Of that evening when the
oldier had had come into our house
lseding and weary. What had become
I himy What had become OF himl What
ad been the end ofthat romance Of lore
, strangely begun7
One day my father had to go 10 Mezsries
o wished TO enter the first barber's shop
lat he saw 10 get shaved. On the door
sp little child was sitting with its legs
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