The Holbrook news., 1912-06-14
KEPT THE PIPE ALIGHT
ONLY THOUGHT WAs
 OBEDIENCE TO ORDERS.
Incident That To Typical of the DeVo- ton Field Marshal Butcher In- splred Among Men Who Fol-
 lowed Him to Victory.

Old Field Marshal Butcher was par
 ticularly fond of three things-e glass of wine, a game of cards and pipe of tobacco. With the two former he was frequently obliged to dispense, but he could not and would not do without the latter, nor could he help indulg- Ing in smoking if 1t were ever so ht- tie, before he undertook anything seri- ous. A few puffs at the spur of the moment would satisfy him, but to do without them at all was a matter of Impossibility. For this purpose he had appointed as his pipebearer one of his boys" Gas he used to call his hussars fellow countryman from Bo- stock-Ohristian Hennemann who had charge of large box of common long Dutch clay pipes, all filled with tobacco and ready for use at a mo- ment's notice. This box constituted the principal item of the marshals field equipage. Hennemann was so de- voted to his master and his charge that he would have killed on the spot anyone who attempted to purloin a pipe from the box or bring the latter in danger of breaking some of the precious (to him sacred) contents.
 On the morning of the memorable battle of Waterloo Hennemann had just handed his master lighted pipe, when cannon ball struck the ground close by, scattering earth and gravel In all directions and causing the white charger on which Butcher was mount ed to spring aside-a maneuver that bsoke the pipe into thousand pieces before the owner had time even to lift It to his lips.
 "Just keep a lighted pipe ready for he; shall be back in few moments, after have driven away the rascally French churls." With these words, Butcher gave the command, Forward, boys!" and off he galloped with his cavalry. Instead, however, of a chase of a few minutes, it was rapid march of nearly a whole hot summer day, as we all know from history.
 After the battle was over Butcher rode back with Wellington to the place where he first got a glimpse of the combating armies, and nearing the spot where Butcher had halted in the morning they saw to their surprise a solitary man, his head tied with handkerchief, one arm in a sling and calmly smoking a pipe.
 "Donner and blitzI" cried Butcher; "why, that is my Hennemann. How you look, boy; what are you doing here alone?"
 Waiting for your speedy return" was the grumbling answer You have come at lastl I have waited for you here, pipe in mouth, for the whole long day. This is the last pipe in the box The cursed French have shot away every pipe from my mouth. Have ripped the flesh from my head and shattered my arm with their degced bullets. It is well there is an end to the battle, or you would have been too late even for the last pipe" Saying which, he handed to Butcher the pipe, to enjoy the remaining fumes of the weed.
 Wellington, who had listened attea- lively to the conversation, here re- marked to Butcher: You have just the unf1inching loyalty and bravery of my Highlanders; what | shall I say to this true and devoted soul?"
 'But your Highlanders had no pipes to regale themselves with From Spofford's Library of Wit and Humor.