The Republican. [volume] (Oakland, Md.) 1877-current, 1893-09-07

this frightful confusion, fought with an
audacity which nothing could stop.
Each blow struck, overthrow and
killed. His right arm was injured by
a ball. but he seized his saber in his
left hand and continued his course until
the sound of the clarion forbade his
further action. The work of this cav
airy, perhaps the most astonishing in
the history of the empire, decided the
victory.
The next day the emperor, in order
to honor in some special manner the
heroic squadrons of Murat, wished to
survey the front of this admirable COM
pany OF horsemeu. Grave and somber,
after a victory so hotly disputed, he
passed, at a slow gallop, before the SOL
diers, saluting the flag lowered before
him. Arriving opposite the Eighth
regiment of dragons, he slackened his
pace and said to Grouchy, who followed
him:
"Who is that cavalier in the first
rank, who holds his sword in the left
hand? He strangely resembles Cal
vinlac."
"He is Polish volunteer" RESPONDED
Grouchy. HE was engaged SEVERAL
days ago, and has fought like libn. l
saw him at work, and do not k1ow of
one more worthy reward"
The. emperor ap preached the pftend-
ed Polander
"Well, my brave fellow" said BE- IT
have the pleasure of congratlihting
! you upon your courage. One OF my
generals, Calviniac, recently took the
liberty of criticising my actions.
have deposed him. You may replace
him. shall have then at the head of
my dragons an officer worthy of them,
whom | consider compatrot and .
friend"
He resumed his course, followed by
his escort of superbly unifornfed gen.
erals.
The days which followed Ehis battle
were employed in removing he dead to
the shore of the Vistula nesr Warsaw.
They were transported IN sledges
across the vast plains, allowed by
flocAs of crows. Some, whom the guard
would not permit to be moved, re-
manned in the convent of Eylau, now
transformed into hospital. Among
them was Gen. Calviniac, whD was very i'll
with fever. He had abused MS strength.
After having fought all daT, his arm in
a sling, he was still at hispost of hon.
or; but at night, when til excitement
of the struggle and the emotion of tri-
umph were somewhat lcalmed, his
wound, which had reopned, caused
him violent pain. Fevefset in. The
surgeons thought ampuhtion would
be necessary, but know ng that the
ball had not remained il the flesh and
| that the bone was not Injured, they de-
cided to wait few days
Happily. woman watched near him.
A young and beautiful Polish girl,
wearing the graceful costume of the
peasants CT Ukraine, had presented
herself to the outposts, saying that she
sought her brother, vflunteer in the
cavalry of Murat. Countess Eel
lnska, for it was she, had a PRESENT.
ment of the result of the battle, and,
following her feminine instincts, she
, sought among the wounded for her
lover. After day Of vain search, worn
out and anxious, almost desperate, sAe
conceived the idea of seeking shelterka
the convent of the Benedictines. See
ing that it was occupied by the wound
ed French, she still had strength
enough to search the large halls. Ask
ing explanations giving details, she
finally discovered the little room where,
upon a campbell was extended, not
her brother, as she said but he whom
she loved more dearly than a brother,
since she had witnessed his chivalry
and patriotism.
The countess was not recognized by
Calviniac. Delirium had robbed him of
his reason. This condition lasted for
several days, during which his devoted
nurse watched over him constantly.
Finally, the fever abated, and the sur
geons declared that, if he avoided all
imprudence, recovery was certain.
One morning Calviniac, while taking
some nourishment, regarded with at
tention the young woman who served
him with so much devotion. He
thought that he recognized her fea-
| euAN'' ouS hNi biSoo puLIlSI ilc
feared that it was dream or an hallu-
cination. However, hearing her speak,
he trembled, and remembered the sweet
interviews at the fireside in the palace
of Warsaw. He made an effort to col.
lect his confused ideas. and, raising
himself upon his couch, called feebly:
"Alvis!"
The countess, unable to repress an
instructive movement, turned toward
the sick man. She approached him;
their eyes met. They regarded each
other a long time without speaking, but
this mute language told the story and
joy radiated from their faces
"How came you here?" asked Calvin.
lac. ut is you who have cared for me
like an angel from heaven! 1t is you
who have saved me! Let me repeat to
you that word which you stopped on my
lips the day of my departure. Let me
tell you that love you"
He extended his thin, pale hand,
which Avis took in hers.
General" responded she, my con-
duct is a confession that my words dc
not try to deny. My life belongs to
you. Your name shall be mine and voul