The Washington herald., 1914-02-22
Tie lire Of E4Ha7re
Snd RetHeaf
BY JAMES MORGAN

tent TO inspire the courage OF the terri
fed inmates of the hospital
/ In q few hours the Turks will be
here, he repeated to the unfortunates as
have the strength rise and come with us
They shall be carried on filters and
horses" All but about fifty, perhaps all
! bur twenty-five, struggled up and swelled
the numbers OF the sick already burden
ing the retreating column
| Napoleon was charged for a long time
with having adopted the principle OF eu-
| thenasia toward those who could not
move, and OF having directed the apoth-
ecary to administer To them a fatal dose
| Of laudanum- BourTiennc says he did,
nesses testify that he did not. Sidney
Smith himself tells Of finding the sick
still alive three days after the army left
Jana The weight Of Judgment now is
that Napoleon restrained the instructive
promptinSs OF nature and. observing the
scruples of our civilization. did nothing
TO hasten the end OF that little band OF
French left alone with the fortunes OF
| their disease and the fortunes OF their
fears In the pest hospital at Jaffa.
BIuninE the Egyptians.
For nine hot summer days the army
carried its sick and wounded over the
desert into Egypt The mirage. that cruel
trick OF nature, lured the soldiers to cool
ing waters that vanished at their ap-
some threw down the littcrs of the sick
and killed themselves before the ewes OF
Napoleon Yet, with flags flying and
bands playing, the sadly reduced army OF
Syrla entered Cairo as il in triumph. by
Bah ell NasIr. the gate of victory II
nave RACED the palace of DejezZar and
the ramparts Of Acre" Napoleon pro-
remains upon another" BOurrIenne look
ed up in amazement as his chief die
tated that bulletin. but only to be chided
Tor his ingenuousness. Ny dear fellow
ENT m at Il
stand this business"
Battle of AbouLir
In month the enemy was upon Ma
poteon, to challenge even his refuge i'm
Egypt from the disaster of Syria. 4
Meet landed large Turkish army on the
sandy promontory of boor-
keer, the last syllable CARRYING the ac-
cent-where the French, by a rapid
movement caught them and penned them
up. OF the 1000 Turks who entered the
1atue 'go are said to have found their
graves in the sands or in the waters
But Aboukir had avenged Acre. and Ma
poleon victory there would serve to
eclipse his retreat from. Syria.
While making some arrangements with
sidney smith under flag of truce after
the battle. Napoleon sent him a chest of
conee and case of brandy. and Smith
sent him in exchange a batch of Euro
pean newspapers. only six weeks old.
Heavens, he cried as he read one of
the papers, the fools have lost italy,
II
must leave Egypt"
The truth is he had wished to leave
ever since he came. From the day Mel
son sank the French fleet he had been
bad news from home determined him 10
delay no longer the attempt to make a
wild dash TO France and to his destiny.
Running the Blockade.
Pooling Smith and his scouts, he stoI.
ABOARD vessel in the night as she lay
of a lonely desert shore. With 600 men
frigates. and with less than $500 i'm his
chest, he set sail. leaving KIeber in
command to await the inevitable doom of
the army of Egypt.
Since he could not be an Alexander in
the East he might yet be Charlemagne
in the West-if fortune did not betray
him as he lodged through a British
blockade of the Mediterranean so close
that letter seldom passed.
For six weeks he was the sport Of the
winds and was fairly blown into the har-
Dor of Ajaccio. But Ajaccio was no longer
the port of his dreams and his ambi-
tons. At the first favoring breeze he
sailed away, never again to smell the
scented fields Of his youth or look on
his native mountains.
At last when he was in sight Of the
French shore. the lookout aloft cried a
warning OF many sails ahead. T ey must
belong to the enemy, and captain and
crew were fearful of capture. But Ma
poleon pointed out that while the sunset
was lighting up the British sails Il left
their own in the shadow. I'VE see them,
but they can't see us
Bourrienne says the night was filed
with terror the years could not efface
from his memory. He tells us that Ma
poleon alone kept his head and that his
voice rang out over the ship,
Spread all sail, Crowd on all sail, All
hands aloft, Away with cowardly fears,
Every man to his post! Head northwest!
to the northwest
Copyright. Isi5-lI, by James Morgan,