People's party paper. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1891-1898, 1895-10-25
MARSHAL NEYAGEORGIAN,
HE WAS BORN IN SUNBURY,
LIBERTY COUNTY.
Recognized Twice in Paris
What Has Col. Joe Str0h-
her to Say to This.

Major OF the 3rd squadron OF the
9Th regiment of cavalry the drill call
was sounded and the squadron
marched out on the field. The Major
commanding them gave the order;
"Captains, take charge of your COM
pauies and drill them," and as we
had nothing to do, in company with
Lieut.. A. S. Way, adjutant OF the
squadron, We lay down on the grass
in the shade of tree and between
the puffs of fragrant Havana he
told me the GLOWING story as [ tell
1t to you:
Over hundred years ago down
on the coast OF Liberty cou ty. Geor-
gia had a city OF some two or three
thousand inhabitants. Situated on
big bluff amid the grand old oaks
festooned with waving fringes OF
she Spanish moss, lay old Sudbury,
now naught but pile of decayed
ruins. In the distance across the
harbor, where men of war might lay
at anchor, St. GATHERINGS rose blue
and misty, aud beyond was the great
void Of trackless oeean. Near by
was a fort with Its iron mounted war
dogs and pa ing centres, while over
all shone the bright, warm sun Of the
semi-tropics. Here lived, loved and
died the forefathers of many of Lib
erty's citizens and many who oft
times sedately paced the quaint
old streets now lie sleeping meath
the waving trees of the little cemeta-
ry near by.
The town was the birthplace Of
many noted men, but none more so
shan one of the brothers Rudolph,
whose name rung through the world
as one Of Frances greatest marshsls
-Ney.
Born in Sunbury, of wealthy and
aFistocratic parents, he attended the
Sunbury Institute of DR.. Mcguire,
i wiieTs into i,issa y, az i4as+sII~1 tx ~ 4
iments of the education which he
afterwards went to France to COM
plete.
A few years passed and young
Rudolph again visited his American
homa, Frenchman in every thing
but birth. His manners were those
ofthe Partisan and the language OF
TIE French fell far more fuently
f,om his lips than that of his native
Ind. Sunbury, quiet and isolated,
.fter the gay life of the French cap
tai, was too dull, and one cay, as
the sun glimmered over the sound,
young Rudolph left home to visit
Florida, then the home Of the Span
lard.
Months passed and no word was
heard of him. The months passed
into years and still the fate of the
young man was unknown, but soon
an incident occurred which threw
much light on the subject. A native
of old Sanbury visited Paris at the
time Napoleon was at the zenith of
his power and glory, and CHANGED to
be on the street one day when the
emperor, accompanied by his mag
ni6eent train, passed. Among the
followers, clad in all the panoply of
war and rich materials of his high
Office, rode Ney, Nopoleon's greatest
marshal.
The gentleman from old Liberty
recognized him as his old playmate,
Rudolph, and, starting forward, ex-
claimed: "Why that's Rudolph
AS the familiar name and language
struck the ear of Ney, he quickly
turned his head, but rode on with a
face as immovable as statue.
Soon an aide presented himself to
the Georgian and saluting announced
that Marshal Ney wished to see the
gentleman at his headquarters, and
under the guidance of the officer the
gentleman soon found himself alone
with the man before whom armies
had trembled. Ney fixed on him a
keen scrutipjzing glance and in the
language of the French said: "Why
did you call me Rudolph on the
street today? "Because you are