The Fayette falcon. (Somerville, Tenn.) 190?-current, 1921-07-29

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on the bed and weeping. Aunt Grethel
has taken her prayer-bo0k and is going
to mass" AS pictured to myself that
quiet, happy life, could have burst
into tears.
But the drums began to beat and the
trumpets sounded.
The first movement was when our
four divisions were ordered to adj
vance. We were about twenty thou
sand men marching in two lines and
sinking up to our knees with every
step in the soft mud. Nobody spoke
q word.
Face to face with US were the Eng
llsh, in perfect order, their cannOneers
with lighted matches In their hands.
On all sides, as far as the eye could
reach, nothing was to be seen but cut
raises, helmets, swords, lances and
rows of bayonets.
what a battlel" cried Buche, my
comrade-at-arms. "WOe to the Eng
fish !"
And l thought as he did. believed
that not a single Englishman would
escape. But bad luck pursued us that
day; though, had 1t not been for the
Prussians, / think we should have ex-
terminated them all.
Down into the little valley we pour
ed, right into the face of the English
fire, and shouting all the time give
them the bayonet"
The batteries hurled their grape-shot
point blank upon us. It was then, for
the first time, / saw the English close
at hand. They had fair skins and
were clean shaven like respectable cit
liens. They can fight well, too-but
we are as good as they. Every shot
of the English told; and this forced
us to break our ranks, for men are
not mere palisades.
And almost at the same moment we
saw a mass of red dragons, on gray
horses, sweeping along like the wind
and sabrlng our stragglers without
mercy. 1t was one of the most ter
rible moments Of my life as we were
driven back.
What a fearful thing is battle
Then out came Marshal Ney waving
his sword in the air. Older, thinner
and more bony than when ! saw him
last but still the same brave soldier
with the clear eyes that seemed to
take us all In.
Forward" he cried, II shall lead
you myselfw And we rushed ahead,
one after the other Hike a pack Of
wolves, until we gained the principal
outpost Of the British.
But suddenly the rumor spread that
the PrussiaRs were coming. i felt
myself grow pale.
At that moment cries of "Vive Fem
pereur!" rose from thousands of
throats behind US, and looking back
l saw all our cavalry of the right wing
advancing to attack the solid squares
Of the English. 1t was an awesome
sight With waving sabres they rush.
ed pell-mell again and again upon the
red-coats. Twenty such charges they
made, until the horses of our cuiras-
siers, exhausted, could no longer even
walk-and there still firmly stood the
great red lines, steadfast as walls.
Now all that remained for attack
was the Old Guard-those wonderful
veterans who had fought in Germany,
in Egypt. in Spain and In Russia. of
whom the Emperor took special care
and who no longer knew parents or
relations. They only knew the en-
paror who was their god. When II
was said in the ranks 'tThe Guard Is
going to charge" is was the same as
saying. The battle is won !"
And Ney commanded theml
Upon the Guard fell the concentrated
hail OF bullets. In twenty minutes
every officer had been dismounted and
the Guard, reduced from three thou
sand men TO twelve hundred. slowly
gave way.
Now the entire Enefish army fen
upon MS. And, ms the remnant Of the
Old Guard fell backward. across the
field fed hussars, euirassiers, artillery
and infantry like an army Of savages.
What can / tell you morei 1t was
utter rout. And in the valley old
Butcher, with forty thousand Prus.
slams, was looming up.
The end had come-and I wept like
a child.
Back we scurried, borne down with
fatigue, hunger and despair.
Keep on" cried Buche, -the Prus-
slams take no prisoners. Look they
are cutting down everyone"
So back, back, even to Paris we
fed, and there we learned that hos
tilities were to be suspended, that the
emperor had gone, and that the king
was returning 10 the throne. Deser-
lions began.
hurried on from village to village
and at last reached Pfalzbourg-and
my home.
Up the stairs ! sprang: Catherine
was In my arms. fell 20 sobbfng 50
violently that one would have thought
misfortune had come upon me
The first words Of Catherine were.
eIosanh. I knew that Won would come