The Climax-Madisonian. (Richmond, Madison County, Ky.) 1914-1917, 1914-11-04

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done. The fourth artillery was but
one of several regiments to be gained
| if the victory were to be complete.
| Colonel Lombard was dispatched to a
printing office with proclamations to
be struck off; Lieutenant Laity hur-
ried away to his battalion; detach-
ment was sent to hold the telegraph
office; the tumult once quieted, the
yard was a scene of efficient business,
for all this had been planned and each
officer knew his work. In very few
moments the officers of the third ar
| tillery who were with the Prince had
fastened to their quarters, another had
| been sent to arouse the forty-sixth of
| the line, at the, Place d. Alton bar
racks, and shortly Prince Louis him
| self was on his way to the same place.
Through the streets Of the city, no
GERS, and the people poured from their
houses, and Joined and answered the
| shouts of the soldiers.
give PEmpereur!" the soldiers
cried. at is the nephew of Napoleon"
and the citizens threw back, "Vive
1'Empereur! 1t is the son of the hon.
est king of Holland! 1t is the grand
son of Josephine!"
They pressed so close about the
small figure in its Swiss uniform of
colonel that for a moment he was sep
arated from his officers, and Colonel
Vaudrey, smiling for all his military
discipline, was forced to order his
mounted artillerymen to clear the
road. Every moment an old soldier
broke out Of theamass and embraced
the eagle which Lieutenant de Quer-
Giles carried proudly high above all
this emotion; the soldiers eyes fash
ed with success; the Princes heart
beat high for joy to know that he had
not misread the heart of army or peo-
pie. When the column passed the gen.
darmerie the guard turned out and
presented arms, shouting, Long live
the Emperor" 30 he went through
the streets of Boulogne, Louis Napo-
leon Bonaparte, eight long years be-
fore he came to his own, and march
ed in triumph and reclamation to
failure.
And close by his side, his look as
radiant as the Princes look was con-
tanned and impassive, marched always
Francois Beaupre. The hard-earned
military knowledge, the patient toll
Of preparation had come into play,
and in a hundred ways the man had
been useful With no exact rank as
yet. but ready at any moment, eager
for the hardest task, never asking for
rest, quick-witted, resourceful, officers
as well as Prince had developed a
habit of turning to Beaupre for serv-
ice after service. And always they
were met with glad consent which
the Prince said:
at is the case of the willing horse;
1 will not permit that my right-hand
man be worked to death-it must |
stop"
Today, however, Francois had a
definite duty of responsibility. While |
the Prince marched, gathering |
at every yard. through the |
town toward the Place d. Alton at its |
farther side, Colonel Oouard of the |
third artillery had gone to proclaim /
the great news to his regiment and to
hold. them ready. In case Of success
at the Place d. Alton, Beaupre was to
go back and bring them to join the
Prince. In case Of failure they were
to be his reserve. The Place d Alton
barracks lay between town and ram
parts, to be reached from the town
side only by q narrow lane; but the
commanded with q large
open space the yard where the sol
diers assembled. If the Prince entered
from the town side. from the street
FaubouFg Pierre-only an escort could
20 with him. If he went by the ram
parts the whole enthusiastic fourth
artillery might be at his back. This
then was the route chosen.
But as the Prince and the regiment
and the swinging shouting mass OF
citizens made its way toward the
quarters, suddenly, too late, the Off
GERS about his Highness saw that
some one had blundered. Someone in
the van a man had lost his head, had
forgotten, and the compact inelastic
procession had been led toward the
approach from the Faubourg Pierre,
the narrow lane at the side toward
the city. It was a serious mistake,
yet not of necessity fatal, and at all
events they must make the best of it.
The Prince could not make dramatic
entrance at the head Of shouting
regiment, but for all that he might win
he forty-sixth.
He did win the forty-sixth. Some
hing had happened to the officer sent
% arouse them-another slip in the
instead of being drawn up
n the yard they were getting ready
or Sunday inspection, but they flock
ID to the windows at the noise, they Z
.ushed into the yard at the name of
Napoleon. An old sergeant Of the
imperial Guard ran forward and kiss
ID Prince Louis hand, and the re-
erved face lightened-he knew the
-alue of a bit Of sentiment with
he was not wrong; in a
moment the line regiment had caught
Ip the cries of "vive pEmpereur!"
aised by the artillerymen, and the
arlier scene of the Austerlitz bar
acks was being repeated here. Prince ,
4ouis, pale and composed in the cen
er of the roar of voices, the seeth=
ng sea of excitement, heard q word
t his ear and turned,
"SiFe, 1t is success. ] go to bring up
our Majesty's other regiment" Fran
els said. and the Prince answered
uietly:
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