Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1885-10-11
VIII.

]. cures vera rte concerning tue Col. Nan
,orowicz.
Uncle Clrich was not with the Emperor,
h tie mother2" murmured the children.
ALAS, no, children; he will follow after
He has persisted in the snow, sighed
the poor grandmother, hesrtbroken.
The officers are mounted, and better pro
Vided sgainst cold than the men, reasoned
he carpenter to console her.
HE will deny himself"
In every heart the conviction was so strong
that the Col. Ulrich could not have escaped
the iaie of so many brave unfortunate men,
but each one famed the fame of hope, il
only to give the aged grandmother courage.
With the hope faint, that had upheld her so
many years, she was gradually yielding to
the onslaught OF the Destroyer. She had
become quite bedfast and PROSTATE. Day
followed day and no news reached the vii
lsge whereby she might be cheered, the car
penter himself became discouraged.
Weaker and weaker became the widow
KaDtorowicz, the oil of her life seemed
burned out, the wick within the socket, the
flame 30 faint, it became only question of
hours. An accident, sudden shock, might
cause her To relax her feeble hold on life.
Night after night the faithful watcher had
seen the morning dawn. thankful that the
long night was over.
A portion of the French army had enter
ed the village in the night, the avaut corps
Of multitude to follow. Demoralized,
ragged, footsore, shadows of their former
selves, their few horses lame and decrepit.
The light shining in the sick chamber Of the
widow Kantorowicz directed one who was
on foot towards the carpenters house. he
knocked, and after moments parley was
admitted by the carpenter. The weary
soldier dropped into chair exhausted with
fatigue Some food was placed before him,
which he ate ravenously. His mind seemed
to have suffered, be was vacant, forgetful,
irritable, until somewhat refreshed, he to a
certain extent, recovered himself. 1t was
the Col UlIich Ksntorowicz.
In the thin, tattered, hsggard man, the
carpenter scarcely recognized his brothe.in-
low, the bold handsome, defiant soldier, who
was lodged so royalty in the mayors house.
Pardon me my good Franz, am scar
cely myself" he implored, his chin falling
upon his breast.
Thou needest not excuse myself" said
the carpenter compassionstely, thou shalt
rest here. After some weeks thou wilt have
more strength"
mo, l cannot stay here my good Franzs.
Yesterday learned the prescription. The
Prussians, at the instigation OF the Russian
Ambassador, have issued, or shortly will
Isl; ue, proclamation against all Poles who
bare taken up arms against Russia. may
iwperil thee, my good Frame"
~ fear not, said the carpenter bravely.
TIE Col. Ksntorowicz shook his head.
20 hight, must resume the march" said
tc; 81 must not delay here, but l mus soc
her
"jiou art in the nick OF time" rejoined
he carpenter impressivelyl
The soldier scarcely comprehended RACE.
Bipskis meaning.
"She is at the point of death" the car
penter continued gravely.
LET me see her then" demanded the
soldier.
The carpenter at the foot of the stairs
whispered to his wife: Ester, by the bless.
ing of God, thy brother Ulrich has again re.
turned. he is under our root Does thy
good mother sleep2 He comes to her"
ut is WELL" answered his wife with q
thrill in her voice. "She is awake she
sates. He comes before it is too late"
Softly the weary soldier assembled the
stairs. The widow Kantorowicz's eyes were
glszing in death, yet in the last flicker of
reason she recognizedher boy "Lilac" again.
She was too feeble 10 reach out her hands,
though her heart yearned to gather him in.
He OWNED her wish. He bent over her
and kissed her mouth. Her lips were NOV.
ing, but their accents were inaudible. He
placed bis ear to them reverently, and heard
her repeating, to herself it might be, the
verses of Simeon's psalm:
Lord, now lettsth Thou Thy servant depart in pence
Then tie lips were silent, the eyes became
liked, the widow Kantorowicz slep. the trau-
qpll sleep of those upon whom great msr-
cies have fallen.
1t was Ester, who at last touched her
brother. He was PROSTATE on his knees,
With his head on the bed. he rose and she
led him from the death chamber with words
Of encouragement.
Courage, brother, Ulrich, couragel'
In the lower room he listened to the voice
Of consolation. BE was bitterly repentant
n that he had ever grieved tender and
owing parent. Then, when he had become
more composed, he embraced them all ten.
lerly, received from them his packet, and
second time he tore himself from their arms,
passed through the door and disappeared to
esume bis march with remnant of the |
irand Army.
The brave CO.. UlriLh Kantorowicz never
'ntirely overset the effects of the hardships
le had undergone. BE was unable to follow
ms chief in that disastrous campsign which
u ded with Waterloo. he married q French |
ady of rank, and died chiidless in 1871;
ut he bad seen to the worldly advancement
fthe children ofhis beloved sister Ester.