Iron County record. [volume] (Cedar City, Utah) 1893-1982, 1920-09-24
CHAPTER XIV.
The End of II.

The End OF IL
And now l have very nearly come
to the end Of IL all. and precious glad
I shall be to find myself there, for
began this old memory with light
heart, thinking that 1t would give me
some work for the long summer eve
nings, but as / went on l wakened a
thousand sleeping sorrows and half
forgotten griefs, and now my soul
Is all as raw as the hide of an i'll
sheared sheep. If come safely out Of
1t, will swear never to set pen to pa
per again, for IL is so very easy at
first, like walking into shelving
stream and then, before you can look
round, you are off your feet and down
In hole, and can struggle out as best
you can.
We buried Jim and De Lissac with
four hundred and thirty-one others Of
the French Guard and our own light
infantry In a single trench. All, II
you could SOW brave man as you sow
seed, there should be fine crop Of
heroes coming up there some day
Then we left the bloody battlefield be-
hind us forever, and with our brigade
we marched on over the French Dor
der on our way to Paris.
had always been brought mp dur
ing all these years to look upon the
French as very evil folk, and as we
only heard of them In connection with
fghtings and slaughterngs by land
and by sea, Ii was natural enough to
think that they were vicious by ma
ture and I'll to meet with. But then,
after all. they had only heard of us
in just the same fashion, and so, no
| doubt. they had just the same idea
! of us. But when we came to go
through their country and TO see their
| bonny little steadings. and the douce,
quiet folk Mt work in the fields, and
the women knitting by the roadside,
and the old granny with big white
smutch smacking the baby to teach II
manners, II was all so homelike that
I could not think why II was that we
had been fearing and hating these good
people for so long But suppose that,
in truth, II was really the man who
! WAS ONti litlh NhaN we 'lhANNs hhN nv"
that he was gone, and his great shadow
was cleared from the land. all was
brightness once more.
We logged along happily enough
through the loveliest country that ever
l set my eyes on. until we came to
the great city, where we thought that
maybe there would be battle, for
there are so many folk in II that II
only one in twenty comes out II would
make fine army. But by that time
they had seen that It was pity tC
spoil the whole country just for the
sake OF one man, and so they had told
him that he must shift for himself n
the future. The next we heard was
that he had surrendered to the British
and that the gates OF Paris were open
90 us, which was very good news to
me. for ! could get along very well
just now on the one battle that l had
had.
But there were plenty OF folk In
Paris now who loved Boney, and that
was natural when you think of the
glory that he had brought them, and
how he had never asked his army to
go where he would not go himself
They had stern enough faces, for us,
can tell you, when we marched In, and
we OF Adams brigade were the yer,
first who set foot In the city. We
passed over bridge which they cal
Neuilly, which is easier TO write than
TO say, and then through fine park
the Bots de Bouogne, and so int
the Champs d'Elysees. There we
bivouacked, and pretty soon the streets
were so full OF PrussIans and Eng
fish that II became more like camI
than city.
The very first time that could gel