Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1886-03-14

of her mother, was adorned with a neat
and beautiful tomb. Flowers bloomea
above the little mound beneath which
rested the fair decsying form. Victor re-
membered the soldiers request and kept q
place for him by her side. On sunny
afternoons he would sit for hours by the
grass in reverie and meditation. be would
murmur to himself This is the grave OF
Charlotte, my wife; and here is the grave
of nv little Marie. Here shall be the
grave of Maurice, my soldier son, yes my
son will call him" and this, be would
add will be Yictorsgrsve. We will aiti
sleep together. "For hours he would SIT
on a rude bench that he had constructed
and watch the graves in silence. One
evening as be retured and neared his house,
he saw party Of soldiers carrying bier;
He met them at bis gate. One advanced
and saluted him, learning his name the
soldier said. I'VE are comrades OF Maurice
Rochiort, who was killed in the last engage
ment His last request was that ne De
brought here and buried by the side OF
Nile. Marie MORGAN. He was en- aztec,
tionate comrade and brave soliler, and
his request was granted. Had he lived he
would have been promoted. victor
listened in wonder, peculiar look In his
aged eyes; his bent figure appeared to grow
more erect Eyes, | knew he would come
to me. When will.you bury him. AT
once. We have been a long time on the
Journey, and must return at once and re
port for duty"
Il will show you the place, follow me,
said Victor, then muttering to himself my
flock is gathered, my work is done.
The soldiers again took up the bier, and
followed by of mournful villagers wended
their way to the grave yard. On the way
thither the officer in command told Victor
that Maurice had told him before ne died
of the mystery concerning his supposed
death. He learned it after his last visit TO
Victor. Before the battle OF Austerhtz,
Maurice with twenty comrsds was captured
in g gkirmish and taken TO an Austrian
prison where they were confined sn IN
necessary length Of time through mastaEe
The defect was supplied the following day.
Among those selected to fill the vacancy,
vas one bearing the came name as our
dead comrade q young fellow totally IN
like in appearance, from the low lands
He was killed tgo days before the battle
OF Austerlitz. It was that mars death that
Victor and Marie hal heard of and
mourned
The grave had been reached az the
soldiers we're silently at work preparing
resting place for Maurice. This completed
the coffin, around which lovingly chung
the flag of France, was lowered. A prayer
d,-,he mournful farewell shots over the
grave,-the dull rafting Of the clods, and
Maurice Rochtort rested in the bosom OF the
earth with his beloved companion. Victor
silently watched the proceedings, with
/ bowed head. TIE soldiers turned toward
h'mand spoke, but no answer greeted them
A close look told the sad story. There in
the little cemetery By the graves of his
wife and children, the dying sunlight
tending the bent form and floating silver
hair sat Victor, grim, motionfess, dead
Another funeral. Oar story ID done. All
our scJors are now sleeping in oblivion,
nothing remaining TO suggest these in
ciden's. Yet as you pass through the lit
tie village of Champrey any inhabitant or
peasant can tell you the story, and show
you the four little monuments that mark
| the resting place OF Charlotte aud Victor,
Maurice aud Marie.
ELLA VANILLA.