The Bossier banner. [volume] (Bellevue, Bossier Parish, La.) 1859-1952, 1884-05-15
BELLEVUE, La, THURSDAY, MAY IS, 1884.

emerge from .GHelf Sneltef ana TO pre-
pare for determined charge, to take
in flank those battalions which had al
ready reached the slopes of the hills.
General Mel saw the danger, and inn
medately hurled against them the Mar
guer,te division of cavalry, in which
De Valmont's Light Dragons charged
in the first line.
The shock was terrific! The ele
ments contributed to swell the frightful
storm of war. Peals of thunder bel
lowed forth and vivid lightning played
over the CHASTITY sight beneath.
1t was after the delivery of the charge
''home' that Colonel de Valmont sud
denly saw rise before him about doz-
en- hussars, in white, of the Archduke
Albrecht's regiment. Led by young
Lieutenant with fair hair and budding
mustache, they sabred the French
dragons with maniacal fury, making
their way through them like a cannon
ball. With one bound of his horse the
Lieutenant was at the Colonel. De
Valmont saw his sabre flash as heraised
it to cut him down. He had only time
to pull the trigger of his pistol and the
Austrian fell, killed by a bullet in the
| forehead.
At the end of the engagement Colonel
de Valmont, returning to camp, passed
over the scene of the conflict. The
body of the Lieutenant still lay there
on its back A thin trickle of blood
marked the spot of the bullet-wound.
The face of the young officer was as
calm and placid as child asleep. De
Valmont gazed at him with profound
emotion. A few yards off some dis
mounted men were guarding Austrian
prisoners, among whom was an officer
of Albrecht's Hussars. Pointing to the
dead body the Colonel asked:
s'Sir, can you tell me the name of that
brave fellow?n
Karl Gottfried," :" was the answer
One month after the peace of Villa
franca, Eugene de Yalmont returned to
Paris with the army of Italy, where he
found the following letter awaiting his
arrival:
MILAN, 9th August, 1859.
My DEAR OLD FRIEND: You know that J
am still at the Military Hospital here where j
shall remain until all our wounded are re.
moved. They brought in the other day sew
eral marauders caught by our men rif1ing the
dead, and on some of them who tried to
escape they fired. Among them was an old
woman disguised as man. A bed was found
for her, as she was on the point of death
/ offered my services to dress her wound, and
Judge of my amazement when | heard her
say: You don't remember me, DIR. Brisac;
am La Severina." Under the withered
features of the woman | recognized your
former acquaintance in Algiers. By what
series of misfortunes she came to be a
explain. Enough to know that before dying
she allowed the priest to communicate part
of her confession. and, as | have for long
thought, she it was who stole Lucien at Mar
seiles.
After host of adgentures, which I shall
tell you later on, poverty compelled her tt
abandon the child at Vienna. She left it tC
the charity of the landlord where she lodged
No. 20 0RosenStrasSe-and never heard of tht
boy after This address will give you some
trace. Apply at once to the Austrian En-
bassy. Tout a t0i. BRISAC.
Mad with joy, the Colonel ran to the
Embassy and explained the object o.
his mission. For fortnight after
which seemed to him q lifetime, he
lived in fever of suspense, and was
going to bed one night when his vale
brought him an official letter, with
! large red seal bearing the Austro-Hun
, garian arms. He read as follows:
, MoNs1EUR LIE CoMTE: am instructed b.
the Minister for Foreign Affairs to inform
you, III dilsH6Ef 10 your luuuiIlSo5 GAdt III
+ child abandoned in Vienna, at the addres
! | given, on the 10th September, 1916, wa
: adopted by benevolent gentleman. He wa
educated at the Military School of Olmutz
, which he left last year with the rank of sub
: Lieutenant Posted to s. A. T. the Arehduk
; Albrecht's regiment of Hussars he was klet
l / at the battle of Solterino. He bore the nam
of his adopted father Karl Gottfried.
One hourafterwards the valet entere'
!, the Colonel's room, and found him sit
ting in his chair. His face was deadl
; white. His eyes, dilated and immov
: able, were fixed upon the fatal letter
The servant touched him lightly ol
: the shoulder, and his master. droppe,
motionless ON the floor.
! He was dead London Society.