The Republican. [volume] (Oakland, Md.) 1877-current, 1898-09-01

upon Mehney, ana so, on February D,
he left Goree with small flotilla of
four dispatch ships, cutter and other
small vessels, and the marines, COM
manded by Lieut.. Vallon, of the Dial
math, disembarked on the 10th oppo-
site Sedhion, and marched immediate
ly on Sardinieri.
The village was strongly held by the
natives; every mud hut was pierced
for the guns, ard as the column adj
vanced heavy fire was poured upon
it. The French commander sent on
the native volunteers first, then the
Spahis from Algeria, to see that the
volunteers did not run away, and then,
in reserve, came the marines.
From every hut came flashes of light
and putfs of smoke, which hardly
tloated away, but hung about on the
still air, and presently concealed the
village and those nearest to it. The
marines were moved up nearer, and
half of them were led round to the
rear, just in time TO see issuing from
the huts the desperate natives, who
fired upon their advancing foes, and
then turned and fed. The marines
opened fire upon the fugitives, and
they, realizing that their retreat was
cut off, rushed back to the village only
to be met by the merciless black volun-
teers and the Spahis. Some of the IN
fortunate wretches advanced boldly
against the marines, killing one of
them and wounding two others, but
they could not withstand the heavy
fire directed against them, and the
few who were left alive fell upon their
knees and Frustrated themselves, cry
ing for quarter.
The French officers, by dint of driv-
ing back their allies with threats and
blows. even shooting a few of them,
managed to save the lives of small
remnant of the gallant foe, but most of
them lay dead or sperately wounded
by the time the firing had ceased. Gas
pard was sick at heart as he marched
past those grooming or silent bodies !;
his comrades cheered and laughed, but
it had come home to him with appall-
ing directness that he was a murderer!
Never before had he seen his position
clearly. In the excitement and the
confusion he had fired as he had been
taught to do, and two men, at least,
he had seen fall after he had aimed
at them. The fisher lad had not the
heart of a soldier for all his courage.
and in his mind perpetually was the
tayv I Il
ing, and young man to my hurt"
That day the victors rested in the
captured village, and toward night the
women came from the country outside
and tried to carry off the bodies of
their men, wailing out their death
chants with an awful, piteous monot-
| ony that depressed the most eXuber-
ant of the marines. Fascinated. vet
Mortified, Gaspard watched their 1.-THE
dark forms as they tore their hair and
| flung their arms above their heads in
gestures of wild grief, and wept over
their dead. One of the women, who
was crouched beside the body of a fine
young warrior, turned upon Gaspard
as he passed and spat at him, uttering
words which, from her manner of de-
livering them, seemed to be curses.
Gaspard looked at the woman; he
met the full gaze of her ewes of hatred
of savage agony and savage love, and
he flung down his rife with a clatter
and marched on.
Private Meudon, what means this ~
shouted Sergt. CroiX. go, pick up
your rife!"
81 shall not use it again, sergeant.
Look a that woman!"
What have the black cattle to do
with you? You have done your duty;
it is enough. Pick up your rife!"
Gaspard strobe on and never an
swered, and so the sergeant picked up
the rifle himself. and reported Private
Meudon 20 the lieutenant, and the Gull
prit was sent for.
do you know what you deserve 2"
asked Lieut.. WALTON. who was kindly
man, although severe discipIinarian,
and who had no wish to be severe with
a man who had fought his first battle
CALAMITY.
udSpdru was silent.
Death is the punishment" hazard
ed the lieutenant. He had no exact
knowledge of what the punishment
was for such unprecedented behavior.
Clearly, however, Gaspard had been
guilty of disobedience of orders while
in an enemy's country.
Gaspard was unmoved. 1t was evil
dent to the officer that this man was
no coward. and so he tried to reason
with him.
you must have had some motive for
throwing away your rifle. Come, out
with it, my lad"
81 have killed men" The words
came out slowly, reluctantly, and
Lieut.. Vallon laughed outright at the
answer.
"You know nothing, you fool.
These black pigs do not value life so
much as you value your cigar. If you
hadn't killed them they'd have killed
you"
Then l would have died without the
guilt of murder on my soul"
You'd have died like a pig dies
squealing protest, that's all. What
were you before you joined the ma
rines?"