The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1891-09-06

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rnnnlng and lying down until within about
100 yards of the village. Then we noticed
some Kind OF a commotion among the
French. We thought they we're preparing
Tor sortle; but no, it was a very different
thing. Marshal Canrobert had lost com
mand OF his men; they were panic stricken.
and they were taken TO fligh;.
by this time we were in such a dis
organized condition that we we're absolutely
wlthou, command. Most of our officers had
been Killed, around and behind me | saw
soldiers of every division and corps, but one
Idea pervaded all-that was to reach Saint
Prlvat. So when we saw that movement
In the village we once more egan firing and
kept on our way.
1T was at this time that saw Lieut. Won
Ireskow pass me. He was the only officer
OF the second company of our regiment left,
and ne had taken command of the battalion
be was on horseback. He was the biggest
swell In the regiment. Always fastidiously
careful OF his dress and appearance, he
looked as If he had come out of bandbox,
and even in the midst of all this dreadful
carnage there he sat stiff and erect on his
horse, his hair parted carefully down the
back gloves on his hands, a cigar in his
mouth and an eye9lass stuck in his eye
AS he passed he received ball in his left
arm which shattered his elbow, and he foil
from his horse, A little later | saw him
again. He was still the same swell, but he
had pulled up the end of his coat, cut hole
In 1t and buttoned it to button in his neck
band, making sling for the shattered arm.
lie still wore bis eyeglass and was smoking
the cigar. In a few moments he got shot
again, this time in the right shoulder, but
with his arm hanging dangling by his side,
cigar in mouth, eyeglasS in eye, covered
with blood, but the same pink of perfcc-
tion,' be still marched on, until little later
he received a ball in the stomach. But the
end was not yet. He was carried into the
village, and | shall have something more ID
tell about him presently. Bravel why, yes.
as lion, but he couldn't help being Q swell /;
1t was his nature.
when we noticed that connection in the
village a strange feeling seemed suddenly TO
pervade us all. Some one, | cannot say
who, cried. 'Tambourp and instantly there
was shout from a thousand voices for the
drummers. There was not one left. They
had all been killed. Then a soldier found a
drum and began tattoo upon it. Then
another found one, and presently we were
marching along, closing up our line as we
went to the rafting drum call of The At
tack
"Then the reserves caught the same
spirit, and the whole baud. under Band~
master Vogt, came forward to our rescue.
With what shout of 'Hurrahn we heard
their approach and received them And
then with one accord we charged upon the
village with fixed bayonets
"From that moment | knew nothing
The village had been magnifcently pre-
pared to resist our attack. The walls sur
rounding the houses on the outskirts had
been pulled down to tne hight of two feet
and banked up behind with sand, forming a
complete intrenchment. Behind this the
French Infantry under Marshal Canrobert
lay with an enormous amount of ammuni-
tion and an immense quantity of wine, and
picked off our men as they came. But we
jumped over the walls, bayoneting and
driving the enemy back. The French
couldn't fly fast enough. They were COM
pletely panic stricken.
about this time the church of Saint
Privat was struck by the first shell. I'm
mediately it touched the roof it exploded
and the church began TO burn at once. We
reached the church on the right hand side,
and almost at the same time body of what
we took to be French soldiers reached it on
the left We began to shoot, when, in the
dusk, for it was now getting toward even~
ing, we saw an officer spring forward, stand
upon a water trough and wave his sword
for us to desist. / stepped forward and
saluted, and saw that it was a regiment of
our own Tenth army corps. Directly the
men recognized us they set up a shout,
'Hurrah! Els lebe die Garder cHurrah /!
Long live the Guardsp) At this moment
the church began to fall in pieces. and in a
quarter Of an hour the spire fell in with a
terrible crash.
Then an officer OF the generals staff ar
rived on horseback think it was Gen.
Brousart Won Schelendorf, the late minis
ter for war, as he was at that time chief Of
staff of the general of the Guards. He
shouted: allies 'rausl ALE zuruckr (All
out! All backr and we, thinking the inten-
ton was to destroy the village entirely,
gradually worked our way to the entrance
of the village again.
This" said Baron de Grimm, twas the
only occasion during oil the war In which
had to draw my sword, for hand to-hand
fighting was of very rare occurrence.
when got outside the village one of the
first things | saw was the body OF Col Won
Roeder being carried By four soldiers al most
to the gates. Our soldiers were almost like
children in their fidelity to their officers.
They had never left the dead body, they
had kept close to it like little children would
keep near the body of their dead father.
Prince August of Wurtemburg passed me
and the group of soldiers guarding the dead
body of our colonel. inf rmed him of how
the colonel had died and he told me to take
the body into house. l said there was no
to take the body to Roncourt, the head
quarters of the Saxon contingent, and leave
it in house with a guard over it until il
could be fetched for the funeral the next
day.
1T was now $50 o'clock, perfectly dark.
Roncourt was five miles OFF, and the ground
full of holes and covered with dea and
dying men. However, we had got our orders
and we had TO go. Just as we got outside of
Ronoourt we were stopped by the passage of
six regiments of cavalry, who were in pur-
suit of the enemy. However. we marched
on, and when we entered Roncourt it was
totally dark and deserted, to all appearance
and we could find no place to deposit the
corpse.
"At length one of the soldiers exclaimed:
'Da ist Elm LIGHT and little in front of
US we saw the glimmer of light through
window shutter. AS we approached we
saw standing before the door of the house
three officers, one of them a tall young man
with immense side whiskers and big mus
tache 1t was too dark to distinguish the
grade of any of the three, but in the Ger
man army we have form of introduction
which officers always use toward each other
when they meet as strangers. ] walked up
to the group, and addressing myself to the
big W hskered man, as he seemed to be the
superior officer OF the three, said: 'Per-
init me to introduce myself. My name is
Lieut.. Won Grimm of the First Potsdam
foot guards.
ITO my utter astonishment he did not
reply at all l thought it strange, for he
should have used the same formula in an
swer. I felt angry that under the existing
man could act so rudely;
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