The Tabor independent. [volume] (Tabor, S.D.) 1913-19??, 1914-09-24

4 1OAtH nfAdll U0 tU0 nOuOI VI DdAulA16
hrst h eagle of Austerlitz and Wag-
ram" He caught the standard from an
officer and held II high. ut Is the sign
or French glory; II has shone over
every battle field; 1t a passed through
every capitol OF Europe. Soldiers, rally
to the eagle! / trust 1t to Wv win
march today against the oppressors,
crying Long live France"
n who has not heard a regiment
gone mad can not know how 1t was.
With deafening clatter and roar every
sword was drawn and the shakos flew
aloft and again and again the mems
deep voices sent up in broken magnifi-
cent chorus the great historic cry to
which armies had gone into battle.
"Vive ~PEmpereuri Vive Napoleoni"
The souls of 1000 men were on fire
with memories n traditions, with O
passion OF conservation to a cause, and
as II the spell OF the name grew strong
er with its repetition they shouted over
n over, in tremendous unison, over
and over and over.
"Vive Napoleonl Vive FEmpereuri"
IL was necessary at last for h quiet
slender young man who was the storm
center to raise his hand again and with
a word, with the glimmer OF a smile to
speak his gratttude-to stop the storm.
There was much to be done. The Fourth
artillery was but one OF several regi-
ments TO be gained IL the victory We're
to be complete. Colonel Lombard was
despatched to a printing office with
p~roclamations to be struck Off; Lieu
tenant Laity hurried away to his bat
talon; q detachment was sent to hold
the telegraph office; the tumult once
quteted, the yard was a scene OF eff
Gent business, for all this had been
planned and each officer knew his
work. In a very few moments the Of
ficers OF the Third artillery who were
with the prince had fastened to their
quarters, another had been sent to
arouse h Forty-sixth Of the line, at
the Place d. Alton barracks, and shortly
Prince Louis himself was on his way
to the same place. Through the streets
Of the city, no longer empty, he passed
with his officers, and the people poured
from their houses and Joined and an
swered the shouts of the soldiers.
"Vive PEmpereurl" the soldiers cried.
1T Is h nephew OF Napoleon" and
the citizens threw back, "Vive EN-
pereurl 1t Is the son Of the honest king
Of Hollandl It is the grandson OF Jose
phine!"
They pressed so close about the small
figure In its Swiss uniform OF a colonel
that for a moment he was separated
from his officers, and Colonel Vaudrey,
smiling for all his military discipline,
was forced to order his mounted artil-
lerymen to clear the road. Every mo-
LlcuI III OlQ SOlQleF DTOke out or the
mass and embraced the eagle which
Lieutenant de Querelles carried proud
ly high above all this emotion; the SOL
diers' eyes flashed with success; the
princes heart beat high for Joy to know
that he had not misread the heart OF
army or people. When the column
passed the gendarmerie the guard
turned out and presented arms, shout
ing, Long live the emperorl" So he
went through the streets OF Boulogne,
Louis Napoleon Bonaparte, eight long
years before he came to his own, and
marched in triumph n reclamation
to q failure.
diant as the princes look was contained
and impassive, marched always Fran
co.'s Beaupre. The hard-earned milf
tary knowledge, the patient toll Of
preparation had come into play, and In
100 ways the man a been useful.
With no exact rank as vet, but ready
at any moment, eager for the hardest
task, never asking for rest, quick wit
ted, resourceful, officers. as well as
prince, had developed q habit OF turn
ing to Beaupre for service after SER
vice. And always they were met with
glad consent which encouraged them to
ask more until the prince had said:
1T is the case of the willing horse; /
win not permit that my right-hand
man be worked to death-it must stop"
Today, however, Francois, had a def
mite duty Of responsibility. While the
prince marched, gathering strength at
every yard. thdough the town toward
the Place d Alton at its farther side,
Colonel Couard 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 O. AL
ton, Beaupre was to go back and bring
them to join the ~prince.In case OF fall
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Place d. Alton barracks lay between
town and ramparts, to be reached
from the town side only by a narrow
lane; but the ramparts commanded
with q large open space the yard where
the soldiers assmebled. II the prince
entered from the town side. from the
street-Faubourg Pierre only an es-
cort could go with him. II he went by
the ramparts the whole enthusiastic
Fourth artillery might be at his back.
This then was the route chosen.
But as the prince n the regiment
and the swinging shouting mass OF
citizens made its way toward the quar-
abort his highness saw that some n
had Numbered. Somewhere In the van
a man had lost his head, had forgotten,
and the compact inelastic procession
had been led toward the approach from
Faubourg Pierre, the narrow lane at
4 NAAO DAoC NONoAo ~ OANys ~ was %
ious mistake. yet not of necessity fatal,
and at all events they must make the
best OF 1t. The prince could not make
a dramatic entrance at the head Of a
shouting regiment, but for all that he
might win the Forty-sixth.
He did win the Forty-sixth. Some
thing had happened to the officer sent
to arouse them-another slip in the
chain-and instead of being drawn up
in the yard they were getting ready for
Sunday inspection, but they flocked to
the windows at the noise, they rushed
into the yard at the name OF Napoleon.
An old sergeant of the Imperial Guard
ran forward and kissed Prince Louis
hand, and the reserved fac lightened-
he knew the value OF a bit of sentiment
with Frenchmen; he was not wrong;
in a moment the line regiment had
caught III the cries OF ''Vive i Emper-
curl" raised by the artillerymen, and
the earlier scene OF the Austerlitz bar
racks was being repeated here. Prince
Louis, pale and composed in h center
Of the road OF voices, the seething sea
Of excitment. heard a word at his ear
and turned.
''Sire. IL is success. / go to bring up
your majesty's other regiment" Fran
co.'s said, and the prince answered