Year: 1870

NO. 90.


the hard bread that can be baked by the
contractors Of Germany. Their bearing
is in the highest degree that of com
batants. They not only outnumber the
French, but are taller and stronger, and
have a more deadly purpose.-ll1ll1af
Haksteaa to the Commercial


A VILLAGE ON THE BATTLEFIELD.


Entering Rezonville, we found it filed
with marks of the deadly conflict. The
stone walls about the gardens were in
places prostrated, the artillery having
actually Numbered through them head
long. Where standing, they were
pierced with many ragged holes by can
non shot. The old tile roofs were
seraped here and there by shot and shell,
and two or three smashed utterly. The
houses were filed with wounded. There
was blood on the sidewalks, and dead
horses in the streets, and dead men lay
around the garden walls and in the
court-yards. The street was covered
with straw, upon which the Prussian
soldiers had slept, and the whole town
swarmed with them. In this place the
King had slept the night before, for here
we met our friend the Doctor Of the
Fourth Camp of the Telegraph Division,
to whom we had been indebted for much
kindness, and who was thoroughly re-


liable. He helped to clear up the situa-
ton. As for the French, he did not
know what had become Of them. They
had retreated, and he was going on the
battlefield to help the wounded
Dzlgrat Z7lzZstead to the C0010leyciak


KING WILLIAM AND BISMARCK AT REZ-


oNvILLE.


hurry on to the spot where King
William is standing with his military
cabinet around him. The old King,
stout and somewhat heavy, looks upon
the scene before him with certain won
der. A herald on horseback dashes in
with a dispatch in his hand-"for the
King r. While It is being read nomin-
ally for King Wilhelm, really for Gener-
al Won Moltke,


THE KING NESTLEs


between Count Bismarck and Moltlle
like a child I fancy the old man is get
ting too aged now for his faculties to be
in a very active condition. No one see
ing these officers could help remarl1ing
how fine looking they are. Tall, shape
ly, handsome, richly dressed, they made
a magnificent show on the field, even
more as they stood for an hour or so
than when mounted. Count Bismarck
stood with his eagle eye piercing to the
far confines Of the battlefield, as if he
would search out every individual
Frenchman in the ranks. He paced up
and down for time, speaking to no one.
Then he would go and chat little with
General Sheridan. Then he built him
self a seat of the knapsacks of fallen
soldiers, and sat gazing upon the long
line of the French, who seemed to stand
as an immovable wall. At length the
Count went to a small shelter Of canvass
and stretched his great form on the
ground, as one who would sleep. His
eyes did not close an instant.


There was another messenger. The !
Count gained his feet by one leap. He /
glanced beyond Rezonville toward the
road and saw the French line waver. |
Then


HIS EYES sHoNE WITH FIRE.
He sprang to his horse, the whole party
following his example, and they rode to |
a nearer position, where with buriaIs of
the dead going on all around them, they |
watched the process of multiplying the |
already horrible host of the dead. As !
they rode on they passed by point |
where, on a space of twenty yards |
square, lay piled thirty-one dead men
and seven horses-French and Prussians
and mangled together in a way
that / count it a misfortune to have seen.
M d. Co1zUaY to the W. T. W'0rla.
DISCIPLINE OF THE GERMAN TROOPS. !


For hours the wide landscape as far |
as the eye could reach was streaked |
with army corps, divisions, brigades-
distributed from the far center on each |
side of the parts of the field where they
seemed most needed. Steadily-and
on the German side almost interminably
these splendid cohorts marched down
the hill on toward the valley, hating on
the verges of the battle. Then the re-
serves, whom they replaced at the same
point, wheeled into squares and march
ed with solid front under fire. There
was on the German side a regularity IN
these movements, a sober, business like
deliberation and accuracy which was
most wonderful. Nobody was cut of
place nobody trying to hunt up his
regiment nobody fighting on his own
hook. The discipline was so perfect
that even for some distance under range |
of the French guns there was nothing |
like disorder. A. man dropped here and /
there, but there was no break in the /
of any company. The most /
beautiful military movement l ever saw
one which reminds me of some of the
old performances of the Seventh Regi-
ment in New Yorl-was performed yes
+erday by brigade under fire. 1t came
from out of dark, black wood on our
right It hurried across point where
the mitrailleuse was doing a sweeping
work, and in the course Of that march
lost great many men but, when it
came to the point to which it had been
sent, those who remained had closed
up the ugly gaps in their ranks, and in
a moment had formed themselves into
oblong squares, one resting upon the
end of the other like a stairway OF
this stairway, defined against the field,
one step after another passed out and on
ward, and the French were fearfully
pressed by the continuous blows they
we're unable to inflict.-M d. CoH7Oay
10 the NezO YORK World from tie ted
II Res0H71lze, ing. Io.


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