The Press., 1884-04-17

as the rattllng ramrOdS indicated the frs loading. The mems faces wore an unusu al stern and determined expression that morning and tho moody silence was 2 marked contrast to the mirth usually pre- vailing under a march. We endeavoreo to sing, but 1t would not work the words dying on cur lips sounded like 8 funeral hymn. There stands two of my brothers in the enemy's ranks, said soldier neal me. God knows if I shall meet them to- day!' And if you should, what then 1? Almighty may pardon his sins, replied the soldier. T shall recognize none of my kin on the enemys side r
 ''As we approached nearer the village everything betook a more lively aspect, and the painful silence about us ceased. The cavalry thundered by the regiment, the earth echoing under the horses hoofs we heard trumpeters signalling other reg iments and the first musket-shots, which iu the distance sounded like falling hail on a tin roof between these, atintervals, the roar of cannon was heard thick white smoke enveloped the scattered lines we l approached nearer and nearer, and my former anxiety vanished completely; felt wonderfully at peace it seemed as though my sight became more clear, my heart more free. I thought of the friends at home, of God and her, and then-for- ward
 ''The beating of drums greeted us the trumpeters continued to sound forward, ' as if the little fellows had never learned to blow other signals shouts of command were echoed along ,ur line, while the ad- judants rode past us like cyclones.
 ''Musket-balls pipe and whistle their melancholy tunes, and the crashing gre nades plough up the soil in furrows all around us. Flashes of lightning appear behind the hedge the smoke obscures the sight; brothers kill brothers, but that is no longer needed the sky is heavy and threatening, 1t rains, but we are too busy to think of that. Now we have found our voices again :; as the wind scatters the smoke we see the enemy retreating, slow ly but surely. Through the same open ing appears forest of bayonets, helmets and flags but we press onward, gay and cheerful as farm party at having, only with this exception, that those who fall to- day never rise again but no one hee ds the fallen, the living pass over them the cautious march becomes a race, we deign not obstacles-heed not the danger.
 'In the course of domestic life we be- long to ourselves and our families, but on the battlefield we belong to our country. It beats and burns within us. our sight magnifes, the body is inspired with new life and vigor, the tired receive wings, he longs forward with his comrades, over hills and ditches, walls and hedges"
 The rays of the setting sun illumined a ghastly battlefield several miles wide, scattered over with burning or destroyed houses the soil furrowed by cannon balls; fences and hedges demolished wheelruts, in which human blood had accumulate q /; the dead and the dying, among whom par ties of soldiers with ambulances, bringing relief to such as were yet alive, could be seen.
 As the sun disappeared beneath the western horizon, the town had been con- quered and the enemy driven back
 shouting multitude passed through the streets comrades greeted each other, heaved sigh for the fallen, and rejoic d with the living. Farther towards the south the same sun beheld discouraged, bewildered and flying multitude.
 In their van rode a prince, who, at a H. quor shop on Pensborg street, had pledged his honor CD that on the day of battle he subsequently kept his promise is fact within the knowledge of all the world. He remained invisible during the battle, but as soon as the insurgents were com pelled to retreat, he was discovered at their head flying as rapidly as his noble steed could | carry him, This person was Prince Freder- ick of Augustenborg
 While such were the occurrences near Flens- borg, 8 much different scene prevailed al Souderborg. The church bells had just call ed the people to worship in the morning when the first shots from the battlefield sounded over the waters. The good people stopped, listened and asked each other as tc the cause. A numerous and increasing null titude assembled near the old castle, the tow. CT of which for sixteen long years had heard the signs of King Christian II,
 Vicinity farmers and townfolks could be seen, er-book in hand, sauntering along to church. The military band played at noon During brief pauses in the music the sound of small-arms and cannon, singly and in vol leys, could be heard like distant approach ing thunder.
 Amid the assembled multitude man wear. ing officers uniform was walking to and fro between the CQmmandant's residence and the sea. His face was exceedingly pale and wore an expression of deep anxiety; every time he arrived at the landing place or the wall near the castle he would stop, level a field glass across the water to the land on the opposite side, and thus remain for some time, intently gazing out beyond Dyppel Heights. The man was King Frederick VIII.
 The multitude assembled about him kept a respectful distance, made place for him as he approached, and gazed admiringly on this "unfree" king, who saluted all and moved unpretendingly about amongst his, the com mon people, to whom he curiously enough had united himself, and entered into cooper ation with, at the same time when several oth- CT European regents either fled or fortified themselves against theirs.
 Everybody realized that battle that after noon was being fought near Flensborg but how it progressed, no one knew.
 Towards night messenger from the Dyp- pol idle arrived, hurryipg from the dock to the commandants residence.
 A minute later the result of the battle was made known.
 The long, silent and oppressive anticipa- tion gave place to rejoicing and thanksgiving, which it is necessary to have seen in order to fully comprehend. People hastened to and fro in the streets, communicating the elating news to one another; shook hands; sang the songs of Carl Plong and Faber; saluted the soldiers by waving handkerchiefs from win doWs; the band played national airs; Dan ish flags were HafHFled a closely pressed multitude of men, women and children sur rounded the kings palace, greeting him with cheers and tremendous applause whe- ever he appeared in window.
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