Clearwater Republican. [volume] (Orofino, Idaho) 1912-1922, 1912-08-01
KEPT The PIPE ALI6HT
eOLDiER'S ONLY THOUGHT WA
OBEDIENCE TO ORDERS.
Incident That 10 Typical Of the Devo.
ton Field Marshal Butcher In
spired Among Men Who Fol.
lowed Him to Victory.

Old Field Marshal Butcher was par.
ticularly fond Of three things-a glass
Of wine, a game Of cards and a 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 indug.
Ing in smoking II 1t were ever 80 lit
tie, before he undertook anything seri
Gus. 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" las he used to call his
hussars a fellow countryman from 30.
stock-Christian Hennemann who
had charge OF large box Of common
long Dutch clay pipes, all filed with
tobacco and ready for use at q mo-
ment's notice. This box constituted
the principal item Of the marshal's
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 Ito him sacreO contents.
On the morning Of the memorable
battle of Waterloo Hennemann had
Just handed his master a 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
broke the pipe into thousand pieces
before the owner had time even to lift
1t to his lips.
Just keep lighted pipe ready for
me; l shall be back in a few moments,
after | have driven away the rascally
French churls." With these words,
Butcher gave the command, forward,
boys!" and of he galloped with his
cavalry. Instead, however, Of a chase
Of few minutes, it was a 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 q
solitary man, his head tied with q
handkerchief. one arm in a sling and
calmly smoking pipe.
Bonner and blitz!" 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 last! 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 sho,
away every pipe from my mouth
Have ripped the flesh from my head
and shattered my arm with theil
deuced bullets. It Is we'll there is an
end to the battle, or you would have
been too late even for the last pipe
Saying which, he handed to Bluche,
the pipe, to enjoy the remaining fumes
Of the weed.
Wellington, who had listened atten
lively to the conversation, here re
marked to Butcher: you have 1us,
admired the unfinching loyalty ant
bravery of my Highlanders; wha
shall l say to this true and devoted
soul?"
But your Highlanders had no pipe,
to regale themselves with."-Fron
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