Frostburg mining journal. [volume] (Frostburg, Md.) 1871-1913, 1897-02-13

said. The general has intrusted me
with a message to the commandant of
the fort, but the Prussians bar the way.
They have seen us and are in pursuit.
They must not find us.
Give me your order, cried. i
will take it while you hide here. No
one will suspect woman
81 had no time to finish. We heard a
discharge of musketry, and neighbor
rushed in, crying:
The Prussians! The Prussians are
herep
81 pushed my son and his friends
into storeroom, at the farther end of
which, under some hay, was the door
leading into the cellar where kept my
little stock of wine and cider
The Prussians entered in through
the open door. saw others in the road.
There must have been about 100 of them
altogether. A young officer was in COM
mand.
He came up to me and asked brutal
ly:
1T is you who are Nine. Jambe?'
Yes, l am she, answered him.
Your son has just entered this
house?'
My son! He is far away from here,
always supposing that he is still alive
He is here. 1 am sure of it. Come,
now, where is he?'
You must seek him then
He made sign, and was sur
rounded and prevented from moving my
position. The soldiers ransacked the
house, asking myself meanwhile who
could be the coward who had betrayed
my son.
cat last the brutes found him-him
and his friends - and | saw them
dragged out, covered with the hay in
which they had attempted to conceal
themselves. And my son! How brave
and handsome he looked, with his flash
ing eyes! Yes; he was my own flesh
and blood, and l felt proud of him.
They were vigorously searched for the
message they were supposed to bear,
but as it was verbal one they could
find nothing.
1.-The officer stamped about the little
room, mad with rage. Glancing at the
prisoners, he cried:
is your son among them?'
He is not, and, if he We're, would
not confess it.
'He drew his sword on me, and then
we were all dragged out into the road
way. the officer shouting:
Where is the man who gave us the
information?'
One of his companions has just
killed him, Prussian sergeant replied,
pointing to corpse which 1 had not
seen, hidden. as it was, behind bush.
1.-The traitor was Il franc -tircur, who,
to save his own life, had given up my
son to the enemy. His punishment had
not been long delayed.
The murderer shall be shotr cried
the officer Then, looking fiercely at
group of the villagers who were COVER
ing under his mems bayonets, he con-
tinued:
Some one among you knows the
man Jambe. Point him out to me, or
will order my men to fire Oh you
"Ah, they were brave. my neighborsl
They made no reply.
Then we will soon find out He
gave an order i'll a low voice. His men
pinned me with my back against wall
and placed rifles in the hands of my
son and his comrades.
"And the officer said:
On the word of command you will
fire and kill that woman. If you dis
obey, 1t will be your turn next He
urged ON his men, who arranged the un-
fortunates whom he was turning into
assassins in line in front of me.
"A cry of horror ran through the
crowd, followed by dead silence. l.
well, l offered my soul to le bon Dieu,
telling myself that 1 must try to show
how Frenchwoman could die if need
be, and l waited, watching my son.
but he did not seem to see me. His
eyes were turned to his comrades. They
seemed to be making signs to one an
other.
'Ready!' the word of command
thundered.
PRESENT. And they obeyed, cover
ing me with their rifles.
Fire! They turned suddenly to the
right about. An explosion followed, and
four Prussians, the officer among the
number, fell. And, above the roar of
the discharge, heard my boys voice
clearly:
Fire! Yes, but on you, cowardr
IA general volley OH the part Of the
Prussians followed, and 1 fell, with
bullet in my shoulder. Before lost con-
sclousness, however, l saw that my son
was still unhurt.
II learned afterward that, Just at
this moment, the cannon of the Fort de
Joux began to play. The commandant
had caught the reflection of the sunlight
from the Prussians' helmets, and, con-
cludlng--nOne too soon-that something
untoward was taking place, had sent
feW shells into the crowd and rapidly
dispersed the enemy. 1t was those guns
which, some hours later, covered the re-
treat of our Army of the East across the
Swiss frontier"
Mime. ,lambe died few years after
these events-which | have related as
nearly as l can in her own words-took
place. Her story was recalled to my
mind the other day on hearing that the
son of this brave woman had lust been
promoted to the command Of his regi.
ment. --Pearson's Weekly.
Jerusalem has been partly or wholly
burned II times, each great copflagra.
ton being kindled when the city was
taken by a besieging force.