The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1890-11-03
a GREAT sOLDIBR's END.
The Mysterious Duel in Which Mar
shall SAKE Received His Death
Wound
Wound.
From Temple Bar.

From Temple Bar.
Toward the end of November, 1850, the
Comte de Friesen, nephew Of Marshal
Sake, and Frederick Grimm, the eminent
literary critic were staying at Chambord.
Early one morning travelling carriage
preceded by mounted courier, entered the
park. 1t stopped at the beginning of the
avenue and two strangers got out. The
The courier dIsmounted and made his way
to the chateau with letter, which he d.
rected should be delivered to the marshal at
once The latter, who had not been long
awake, no sooner read it than he dressed
himself, hurriedly arranged some papers,
and then left the chateau by the side door.
He took his ald-de-camp, but forbade the
Comte de Friesen to follow him. The mar
shall and his attendant went down the ave-
nue. to meet the two strangers.
After a short conversation the party then
retired to a glade in the forest. where a. old
peasant saw the marshal and one Of the
strangers draw their swords and prepare to
engage. Meanwhile the Comte de Friesen
had remained at the chateau a prey to
grave anxiety. The sudden arrival of the
two strangers and the marshal's agitation
filled him with alarm. After waiting in
one OF the rooms for a little time the sus-
peuse became unbearablc. He threw the
marshal's injunction to the winds and
rushed out into the park. 1t was too late
He only reached the avenue 30 be confronted
by some men carrying litter, on which
the marshal was lying badly wounded Of
the two strangers no sign was left They
had, in fact, re-entered their carriage and
driven off the moment the duel was ended
The marshals first words, however, revealed
the identity of his antagonist and the cause
of his hurt.
SIS the Prince de Cont still herec' said he.
opening his eyes at the passionate exciama-
lions of his nephew. Tell him bear him
arrive too late but want to see my friend
Keep what has passed in the most profound
secrecy"
The marshal was carried to his bed
stricken to the death. Senac, his private
physician, did all he could TO save him: but
here was no hope and the wounded man
sank rapidly. Great professional soldiers
have rarely failed TO manifest some relig-
ious feeling in the hour of death. lilly, the
sacl;er of Magdeburg, struck down by a
Swedish bullet at the passage of the Lech.
died at IDgolstadT with his lips pressed 70
the crucifix, and the pious ejaculation, lin
te speravi. Domino, non-contundar in after
NUM-" The noDle hearted Schulen burg
Maurices first instructor in the art of war,
passed away with an eloquent thanksgiv-
ing to the providence that had guided him
through the tolls and dangers Of his event
full life. Francis Trenck, the fa0 Gus Pan
dour leader of the Austrian succession war,
when he felt his end approaching, took the
vows of Capuchin frIar, 80 that, he ex-
claimed, half in humor, half in superstition.
the devil might be disappointed of his poor
soul, to which he had looked forward with
such pleasure to having.
But in the death of Maurice de SAKE the
slightest vestige of religious sentiment will
be sought in vain. Louis XIV. with that
curious zeal for the externals Of religion
which he re aimed even amid the enormities
of the Pare aux Cerfs, was deeply grieyed
that MS favorite marshal should die Luth-
eran. He hurriedly sent the marshal's old
fellow-soldier, the Comte de Loewendalil.
himself a convert to Catholicism, to try and
bring the dying man to the true faith. The
mission was unsucc ssful
1t must not, however, be supposed that
this refusal to change his creed inferred any
definite religious belief on the nsrshal's
part. The man had no hopes, no faith ard
no regrets. He had lived a bold. reckless,
brutal life, and he died the same. doc
tor" said he to Senac shortly before he ex-
pired, ''lIfe is ouly dream. Mine has been
short, but it has been good one." In the
morning of Nov. 80, 1850, he passed away.