The National tribune., 1898-05-19
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voice, heard above the tumult of TIL
| strife was worth more than a THOUSAND
| trumpets to cheer on his followers.
At length, seeing knot of Russian sol
| dierS that, for a long time, had kept up
| devOurng fire on his men. he wheeled hi:
horse and drove in full gallop upon thei
| leveled muskets. A few of his guard, tina
| never allowed that white plume to leave
! their sight charged after. Without wait
| ing to count his foes he seized the bride
| in his teeth, and with pistol in one hand
| and his drawn sword in the other, burst in
| headlong fury upon them, and scattered
them as if a hurricane had swept by.
Though the cavalry were at length com
PEELED TO retire. The Russians had re-
ceived a check that alone saved the day.
Previously, without bringing up their re-
serve, they were steadily advancing over
the field, but now they were glad to cease
the combat and wait for further reinforce
ments under Lestocq, before they renewed
the battle. | have spoken OF the progress
of the fight during the day in another place.
ProdiGieS of Valor were performed on all
sides, and men slain by tens of thousands,
till night at length closed the awful scene
and the Russians began to retire from the
field
Such was the battle of Eylau, fought in
the midst of a piercing snow storm. Murat
was a thunderbolt on that day, and the
deeds that were wrought by him will ever
furnish themes for the poet and painter.
But let the enthusiast 60 over the scene
on the morning after the battle, if he
would find a cure for his love of glory.
Fifty-two thousand men lay piled across
each other IN the short space OF SIX miles,
while the snow, giving back the stain OF
blood, made the field look like one great
Slaughter-house. The froStS OF wintry
morning were all UNDECIDED in the burning
fever of CHASTITY wounds, and the air was
loaded with cries for help, and groans, and
blaSphemies, and curSinGS. Six thousand
horses lay amid the slain, some stiff and
cold in death, others rendering the scene
still more fearful by their shrill cries of
pain.
The cold heavens looked down on this
fallen multitude, while the pale faces of
the thousands that were already stiff in
death, appeared still more appalling in
their vast winding sheet of snow. Foe
men had fallen across each other as they
fought, and lay like brothers ciasped in the
last embrace; while dismembered limbs
and diSembowled corpseS were scattered
thick as autumn leaves over the field.
Every form of wound, and every modifica-
ton of woe were here visible.
TERRIBLE CARNAGE.
No modern war had hitherto exhibited
such carnage, and where Murat's cavalry
had charged, there the slain Law tilickest.
Russians lay on the frozen field where
they had dragged out the weary nights and
days in pain. The dead were still I'M
buried, and lay amid wrecks of cannons
and munltlon wagons, and bullets, and
howltzerS; whole lines had sunk where
they stood, while cpaulettes. and neglected
sabers, and nuskets without owners, were
streweJ on every side, and thrown into
still mDre terrible relief BIZ the white ground
OF snow, over which they lay.
Said Napoleon. in his bulletin home,
after describing the dreadful appearance
the field presented: The spectacle is sui
ficient to inspire princes with the love of
peace and horror of war"
have said little of his conquest OF Mad
nd, because it was done without effort.
The sudden rising OF the population Of the
city, IN which We're slaughtered 700 French
men, was followed by the public execution
OF 40 OF the mob. Much effort has been
mace TO fix a stain on Murat by this exc
cuton, and the destruction OF some