Front Cover
 Front Matter
 Title Page
 The sick child
 The billetting
 The affectionate son
 Augustus a drummer
 A soldier's life
 The grand army
 The burning of the mill
 Augustus is shot
 Augustus's combat with himself,...
 The surprise
 The battle
 The grand calamity
 The retreat
 The passage of the Berezina
 The return
 Back Matter

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Table of Contents
    Front Cover
        Front Cover
    Front Matter
        Front Matter
    Title Page
        Title Page 1
        Title Page 2
    The sick child
        Page 1
        Page 2
        Page 3
        Page 4
        Page 5
        Page 6
        Page 7
        Page 8
        Page 9
    The billetting
        Page 10
        Page 11
        Page 12
        Page 13
        Page 14
        Page 15
        Page 16
        Page 17
        Page 18
        Page 19
        Page 20
        Page 21
    The affectionate son
        Page 22
        Page 23
        Page 24
        Page 25
        Page 26
        Page 27
        Page 28
        Page 29
        Page 30
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    Augustus a drummer
        Page 32
        Page 33
        Page 34
        Page 35
        Page 36
        Page 37
    A soldier's life
        Page 38
        Page 39
        Page 40
        Page 41
        Page 42
        Page 43
        Page 44
        Page 45
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        Page 50
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        Page 53
        Page 54
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    The grand army
        Page 56
        Page 57
        Page 58
        Page 59
    The burning of the mill
        Page 60
        Page 61
        Page 62
        Page 63
        Page 64
        Page 65
        Page 66
        Page 67
        Page 68
        Page 69
    Augustus is shot
        Page 70
        Page 71
        Page 72
        Page 73
        Page 74
        Page 75
        Page 76
        Page 77
        Page 78
        Page 79
        Page 80
        Page 81
    Augustus's combat with himself, with a wolf, and with a dog
        Page 82
        Page 83
        Page 84
        Page 85
        Page 86
        Page 87
        Page 88
        Page 89
        Page 90
        Page 91
    The surprise
        Page 92
        Page 93
        Page 94
        Page 95
        Page 96
        Page 97
        Page 98
        Page 99
        Page 100
    The battle
        Page 101
        Page 102
        Page 103
        Page 104
        Page 105
        Page 106
        Page 107
        Page 108
        Page 109
        Page 110
        Page 111
        Page 112
        Page 113
        Page 114
        Page 115
        Page 116
        Page 117
    The grand calamity
        Page 118
        Page 119
        Page 120
        Page 121
        Page 122
        Page 123
        Page 124
    The retreat
        Page 125
        Page 126
        Page 127
        Page 128
        Page 129
        Page 130
        Page 131
        Page 132
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        Page 135
        Page 136
        Page 137
        Page 138
        Page 139
        Page 140
        Page 141
    The passage of the Berezina
        Page 142
        Page 143
        Page 144
        Page 145
        Page 146
        Page 147
        Page 148
        Page 149
        Page 150
    The return
        Page 151
        Page 152
        Page 153
        Page 154
        Page 155
        Page 156
        Page 157
        Page 158
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    Back Matter
        Page 163
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THx present tale has been translated from
the German of Gustav Moritz, for CHAmXBBS'
LBBABY rOB YouNG POPnL." Its design is
to inculcate the duty of self-sacrifice in the
most trying circumstances of life.




THE story we are going to tell refers to the
period when Europe was in a state of general
warfare; when French armies covered almost
every country on the continent. Great Britain,
by being an island in the ocean, was happily
exempted from the calamities of that terrible
war. At a vast expense it defended itself by
its ships. Thus saved from invasion, the people
in the towns and villages of England knew only
of war by report. How different the fate of ti4
inhabitants of those towns on the continue
who continually, and without warning, suffered
from the violence of soldiers! When a regiment
entered a town, it took possession of the houses

of the people of all ranks; who, to save their
lives, gave-up everything that was demanded.
Frequently, however, the people were killed
from a mere spirit of mischief, and their children
maltreated or carried off It was on an occasion
of this kind that the following incidents took

Emily Werner, a little girl of about six years
of age, was the daughter of a tradesman in a
certain town in Germany. At the time of which
we write she was very ill. A violent fever had
attacked her, and there was scarcely any hope
of her recovery. Her parents watched alter-
nately by her bedside, their hearts full of
anguish, and offering up many but silent
prayers for the preservation of their darling
child. Five mournful nights had passed in
this manner, and now the sixth had arrived.
The room in which Emily lay was lighted only
by the dim gleams of a night-lamp, and even
before this was placed a large book, to prevent
the glare from disturbing the invaid. In an
arm-hdair close beside the bed the patient
mother was seated, anxiously watching the
sightest movement of the sick ohild. The

mother's weary eyes were unrefreshed by deep
-such love and anxiety as a parent alone can
feel kept her still awake.
As the town clock struck the midnight hour,
her husband entered the sick-room. He noise-
lessly walked up, and inquired in a low voice,
"Is there yet any change for the better"
A sorrowful shake of the head was the only
answer he received. She pointed to the poor
child, who was tossing from side to side; her
little cheeks burning with fever, and her breath-
ing rapid, but difficult. For a few minutes the
father looked at his child without speaking;
then turning to his wife, he whispered, "Do go
and take a little rest; it is my turn to watch
"No," answered Madame Werner, "I could
not sleep even if I were to lie down; and I feel
only more anxious when I am not beside my
poor child."
"But remember your own health," returned
her husband; "you cannot go on thus; and the
end of it will be, that I shall have to nurse
two invalids instead of one. Do follow my
Never fear for me," said the mother. "Rest

is more necessary for you than for me. You
have to spend your days in labouring hard for
us, and if your nights are passed in watching,
you will soon be unable to work. Ah! these are
evil times indeed. The poor are.obliged to do
double their usual work, and incur double their
ordinary fatigue, to meet the unjust demands .
that are made upon them. It is too bad that
we should have so many. soldiers quartered
upon us. To-day, again, there are twenty
Frenchmen assigned to us. They must have
food, and how are we to provide it? But I
should care little for this if only our precious
Emily were out of danger. She, after all, is my
chief anxiety."
"And mine too," said Werner with a deep
sigh, while he again tried to persuade his wife
to take some rest. But all was in vain; and
she at length prevailed upon him to return to
his bed. Gradually, however, in spite of her de-
termination, the affectionate mother sank into
a deep sleep: her head fell back on the arm-
chair, and she forgot in peaceful slumber both
her present and her expected troubles.
"Pray give me some drink," the sick child
suddenly called out;. but for once her. request

was not attended to-the over-wearied mother
did not hear.
Some drink, if you please," repeated Emily
in a louder voice. But still her mother did not
move, and the poor little girl began to cry.
Just then the door opened, and her brother
Augustus, a youth of about fourteen years of
age, entered half-dressed.
"Gently, dear Emily," he said in a soothing
voice: "I will give you something to drink.'
He took a cup of tea from the top of the night-
lamp, where it was placed that it might keep
warm for the child. But poor Emily, rendered
peevish by her sufferings, was not atisfled.
"I want mother to give it to We," she mid
half crying.
Dear Emily," her brother gently said, mo-
ther cannot-she is asleep. See, poor mother is
se tired-so very tired. She has watched by you
for six nights, and even now she has not left
you: she still sits in the arm-chair. Now
The child eagerly swallowed the tea, and theft
threw herself back on her little bed. Augustus
sat down by her side, that he might be ready to
get anything she might want.

6 M!rD AM D ArINormI
"'Will you sing to me asked Emily; and
Augustus sang gently the favourite ballad that
had often lulled them to sleep, when it was sung
by their mother's sweet voice; but sleep was far
from poor Emily now; and at length, over-
powered by the heat and the restlessness occa-
sioned by her disorder, she attempted to throw
the clothes off the bed.
Oh, Emily, you must not uncover your-
self. You will catch cold, and then you will be
worse. Put your foot in the bed again, and let
me cover it up." Then he carefully tucked the
bedclothes round the little one, and for a few
minutes she lay still; till, tormented with thirst,
she begged him to give her some water. Augus-
tus took the chill off the water over the lamp,
and then gave it to her. In this manner the
night passed away. The poor little girl could
not sleep; and if she did shut her eyes for a few
minutes, she suddenly opened them, and became
fratious and restless
Auguqus was unwearied in rearranging the
bedclothes, smoothing her pillow, giving her
refreshment, and singing her favourite little
song. Throughout the whole time their mother
continued to sleep.

DOVT AM A U ano1 7
As the morning began to dawn, Emily be-
came rather more calm: the fever in her cheeks
gave place to a deadly paleness; her eyes re-
mained shut for a longer time; she breathed
more slowly and more heavily. Deep stillness
now reigned in the sick-room: the'night-lamp
bickered unsteadily for some time, and at length
threatened to be totally extinguished: the morn-
ing breeze shook the shutters on the neighbour-
ing houses, and sighed and groaned in such a
ghostly fashion, that the boy was quite uneasy.
The chill of the morning air added to his dis-
comfort, but still he did not forsake his post.
With trembling lips he continued to sing in a
low voice-
Angel wateh thee in thy sleep,
Gently clee thine eye.;
Sleep, dear Emily; sweetly sleep;
Lullaby-oh lullaby !"
Whilst he was thus anxiously watching his
little sister, as she lay still as death, her eyes
closed, and her breathing hardly perceptible, the
thought that perhaps they would never open
again fell like a leaden weight on his heat.
A deep melancholy overwhelmed him: his
throat became parched, his brow pushed, and

his mind agitated. At length, relieved by a
blood of tears, he began to sob bitterly. Emily
was a general favourite, and dearly loved by
the whole family: she was always full of merri-
ment and intelligence.. There was an inexpres-
sible charm in every word, every smile, every
step, and every glance of the dear child. And
now," thought Augustus, will that little mouth
be silent for ever? Shall we never see again
the merry dimple enliven her tiny face Will
that blue eye never smile again? And must
our darling Emily be laid in the dark coffin
instead of her curtained cradle-bed?" Poor
boy! he was very wretched as he thought of all
these things.
His mother was roused from her slumbers by
the clock striking five "Alas!" she cried, very
much alarmed, what have I done ? Unhappy
mother, I have neglected my child!" She
wrung her hands as she looked at the pale form
that lay beside her.
Dear mother," said Augustus, concealing
his tears, "do not be alarmed. I have been
here, and have taken care of Emily."
"Ah!" returned Madame Werner, still in
groat distress; "but have you been all the

!wnTI U AMMonoX. 9
time I I cannot remember when I fell asleep;
and if poor little Emily should have uncovered
herself, and taken a chill, owing to my forget-
fulness, what may be the consequences 1"
But Augustus was able to relieve his mother
from this anxiety, and she thankfully embraced
her son.
Your thoughtfulness," she said, has saved
me from much unhappiness, my dear boy. I
should, indeed, have been miserable had my
little daughter taken injury through, my in-
attention. Thank you, dear Augustus.".
Augustus was delighted at having so relieved
his mother's mind. Ah, mother," he said,
have you not often watched for many a long
night by my bedside I And how slight is the
return that I have now been. able to make .to
you, by watching a few hours over our dear
Emily "
Then leaving his parent, refreshed by her
slumber, to attend .to the duties.of the ris-
room, he went to finish dressing himself; and
then laboured to give every assistance in pro-
viding for the soldiers that were to be billetted
upon them.

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I should like to be a soldier," said Robert,
the youngest of the family, to his sister Bertha
Werner, a little girl of nine years of age. She
was engaged at the time in putting a white
cloth on the long table, and preparing it for the
soldiers. "They get such capital dinners,"
resumed the boy. "Why1 they get Sunday
dinners every day. There is euch a beautiful
joint of roast veal in the kitchen that mother
has got ready for them. It is as brown as a
nut, and I cannot tell you half the good things
I sawwhen I peeped in. Augustus is gone to buy
twenty pots of beer, and ever so much brandy;
and I never saw such a large dish of salad
before! There is nothing I like so much. I only
hope Mr Frenchman will leave some for me I" .
And the new bread !" added Bertha How
nice and white it looks; and five whole pounds
of fresh butter! I am sure they ought to thank
father and mother very much for spending such

wOTr aim auMOm. 1I
a great deal of money, and taking so manu
trouble for them."
Do you know," continued little Robert, I
saw a number of cream cheeses too ? They
must be very greedy if they can manage to eat
The two children were suddenly interrupted
by a noise in the street.
"Here they come-here they come!" cried
Bertha, as she looked out of the window. It
was true they were coming; and very soon wea~
pons clanked as the troop halted and grounded
arms. Soon after, heavy footsteps were heard
on the staircase. The children then ran away.
The strange soldiers now took possession of
the apartment that was pointed out to them.
They appeared quite at their ease; threw aside
their knapsacks and muskets, their greatcoats
and swords, without ceremony; and very soo
the unbidden guests had visited every room in
the house to which they could gain acose,
whistling, singing, and talking as if they were
at home.
In the meantime the servant-girl and one of
Werner's journeymen covered the table with the
food which had been prepared for the soldier

12 IMw AIo ANcnoir.
Robert was not quite free from envy as the
smoking soups, the roast veal, the salad, and
the foaming pots of beer were carried past him.
It fell to the lot of Augustus to assemble the
scattered soldiers to their meal. He had some
little knowledge of French, and he was therefore
able to inform them in their own tongue that
dinner was ready.
The soldiers were not slow to answer the
summons; and as soon as Werner found, from
the clatter of knives and plates, that they were
occupied, he and his wife withdrew, with the
children, into the sick-room, which for the.time
they were obliged to use as a sitting-room.
All at once they heard a great uproar among
their guests. Their voices were so loud, and so
deafening, that only by the terrible words with
which they interlarded their speeches could it
be distinguished that they were angry and in:
furiated. It seemed as if they were breaking
the windows. -Jugs and glasses were then
thrown into the street, followed by still heavier
articles. Werner hastily left the room; b his
wife contented herself with looking out of the
window to ascertain the cause of the tuamu.
It was a .sad sight for the poor woman.

Be-A f eming with beer were hurled thr g
tih windows of the room occupied by the Frenhh-
mim, aceempanied every now and then by huge
pieces of cheese, joints of meat, and bowls of
slad, while loaves of bread fell like Ihill-
stones on the pavement. Poor Robert wept
from mingled feelings of anger and grief as he
recognized in the middle of the street, sur-
rounded by the broken jugs and dishes, the
vial that he had so much wished to tatte,
almost concealed by his favourite salad. The
weeping maid ran out to endeavour, if possible,
to save some of the good things, "and was
met by her master, who entered just in time
to save his assistant from being kicked but' of
doors". :
':Such a scene Wm sufficient to have. excited
the best-temperdd man. Both. Wene. and
iak assistant were exceedingly enraged. They
cnlaked their fists, and would willingly have
vented their anger upon the offenders Bit
they wre wise enough- to restrain themselves,
seeint how vain it would be. for two mei to
at twenty, and those all armed with deadly

M Augustus," at length Werner called out in

14 mT U3 awMaom
an angry voice, "be quick: run t hba-
quarters, and just tell how these raeeals e
behaving themselves. Beg some of the oflea
to come over immediately."
Augustus obeyed. During his absence the
uproar became still greater, so that Werner and
his people did not venture to show themselves
After some time, Augustus came back, quite
out of breath, but-alone.
"How is this?" asked his father eagelp.
"How is it that no officer has come with

Ah, father," answered Augustus, "it is use-
less to expect help from them. The only anu r
I oould get to my complaint and urgent peti-
tion was this-' They could not interfere with a
troop of soldiers for such mosense; the men
had had a severe march, and they had a right
to expect good entertainment aftw it' Th
gentleman then turned away, and would bt
listen to anything farther that I had to ay.
Amd, father, what do you think I havo see
besides ?-it is quite terrible A great a ber
of Rhenish soldiers have just entered the towa
-Bader Street is full of them. A numtr of
loaves had been divided amongst them. that

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4tf eight have something to eat tilN he
should be bietted. And what do yeo th-k
these wicked men were doing ? They had ai
th loaves in a row along the dirty street, and
were walking on them, laughing a they went,
for they said that was the way to keep their
boots dean. Some of the men even took an
the crumb of the loaves away, and putting their
feet into them, they then walked about in the
amd. How impious to misuse the gits of God
hi this way!"
Th parents and children stood amazed at
this nm ation At last Werner said, "Wel, if
or own countrymen act in this manner, we
amnot be surprised that foreigner should
behave no better.*
Bight enough," added his wife; "therefore
dear husband, be calm, and let s make the
bit f I6i Shall we go and ask what the
jfib men have to complain of in the food that
we have prepared for them I It is better that
we should come to an understanding with them,
than that they should ill-treat us, and destroy
everything. It seems as if, in the midst of A
this trouble, God was about to gladden our
heart. Just look at our dear little Eli; what

16 1MwnT AnD AO orSI.
a change there is in her for the better! t Ii
sleeps now quite soundly and pesoefully. She
breathes softly, and that fearful restlesmee has
entirely disappeared. The doctor, too, giveenw
hope of seeing her restored. He says that the
dear child has got over the worst, and .that
there is little danger now. We must only take
care that she is not suddenly roused out of this
sleep. Is not this news worth a thousandfold
more than the few crowns that you are co0
pulled to waste upon these covetous strangers t'
'"You are right, my love," said her husband
as hestepped up to the couch of his child, sad
thankfully watched her peaceful slumbers Witk
a cheerful face he. then took a further sum frea
his hardly-earned savings, in srder to purcbha.
more wine, meal, and bread' that he might be
able to pacify his discontented guest. .
Just then a new trouble. came. .The 1aiu1
announced another arrival of soldiers, aanilk,
the:same minute the yard was filled with -hm
unwelcome visitors. :
"A drummer, with fifteen .men, from: th
Rhenish troops, have come here for quarter,"
Laid the giri as with a trembling hand-she gawi
th quatering billet to her horrifed master. I

is porwi disped her ubt M -V AWIt
hbre wee not yet. trouble enough Must 16
Asill enadue mfh mfoitannes r
But it.was no use lamenting; sometsbd
must quickly be arranged, for the :erma
soldier were impatient to occupy their aar-
ment .
"Show them into the workshop," Werner
ordered, after a little consideration. "I hat
rather. give the workmen a holiday than tha
the life of my sick child should be endangeret"
In the meantime his wife desired Bertha' ad
Robert to take care of Emily, whilst she hle
ied into the kitchen to make a few haty pie
parations for the entertainment of the AewW
oerMMs .
While engaged in her household are, ahe
heard the approach of heavy footeeps and tbm
*end of angry voices. She listened: it st
eident .to her that the 'oldies were pressia
into the sik-room. She, latoned no longer, bat
like an arqw she rushed out to pi te0t her
beloved child. Led by the drummer, the soliiem
had noiily entered the sick-room just as Ahi
nached the door. A soon as the dramam
perceived her, he aid in a rude voice, Do yo

MoSk inbgis as to be dogs, that mu my psh
iao any hole you please I an tell you yea
are just wrong there A pretty thing indeed!
The French are to have the best room, while we
Germans are to be put of with the workshop!
Or, forsooth, if we are not satisfied with that,
we may sit down in the yard! What! are those
good-for-nothing fellows to be treated better
than we are ? Did not we shed our blood for
you in battle A fine return you are making
ua! Ill tell you what, comrades, we will remain
ere; and, welcome or not, they shall not drive
W out"
Oh, good people," implored the poor mother
in a suppressed but earnest voice, "have mercy
upon my sick child! This is the first time for
six days that she has slept quietly. I beseech
you to keep still, and we will do all you wish.
Is there not a father among you who can uder-
stand and feel for me ? Have none of ye left
a dear little child at home that you would like
to see Oh, I do not think that you will kl
my darling !"
While she was thus speaking, her trembling
hands were employed in relieving the soldier of
their weapons and knapsacks, and placing them

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aS iee-nt i rr -a si roemiIasItheusia,
hltm ,r n ia hr enqMea, tht they we~i
qpre the sick hld; desired the two Utt
wdatu s not t fornake ther post; and the
hastened baok into the kitchen
For sime time the soldier remained towkv
Siet. They placed chain at the large table
and conversed with each other. At length,
however, the fieroe drummer became impatient
he thought the dinner ought to make its
appearance For a short time he contented
himself with muttering between his teeth,
but he soon broke ouWinte loud expremionsa
"What are these laqJolks doing that tey
4dn't bring us something to. eat t I r pg
they have been busy picking up what was
thrown into the streets, that they may dish it
P aga, and set it before. I sspected th
mop-grained old women as soon as they thrust
us into that hle of a shop. Stay: 11l hamim
her a bit. It's very well I know her week
As he said this, he ot a wrathfl glano at
the innocent child, who till lay in a sweet sleep
*otwithstanding his loud talking. Bertha mad


Obumt.toed bouide.thM iaml" ik two gum
iMaw sgel. They watch ed Ah angry soldier
.Wi timid looks as they aotioed the miuhMfb
t t lightened out of his gray eyes. Both of
the children turned pale as they saw Um pous
hs chair aloe to Emily's couch, and then lay
hold of the drum Fear deprived them of power
of uttiran e; but they folded their slender arm*
a. wel aU they could over the little deeper, and
teir terrified loeks implored mercy from the
bib~Bisn. But the drummer either could not 'or
Vould not undestamd this silent but eloqteet
lauageof the.eyes. With a diabolical smile
he' *plad the drum between his legs, and ras
i9gS:the.dbnisticku, ie said deridingly, I*
"#,. quite kill the innocent if I do hel her
oaher on her legs."
.,.hse who read this narrative will be ready
to ippose that what I am now about to relate
is nmre Sotion. Would that it were so But
salaI it is .but too true. It is one amongst
many of the hororo oqcaioned by-war.'
Little Emily continued to slumber peacefully,
though. the wretch was watching her. Her
tiny' bands were folded over her breat. She
breathed softly through her parted lips; aad

Mu ing hsItmh a fime6 e ts
dMs Re o a:heek. he.' LaMlxi tem; f
armu d her .fam- All. ii the Isue''th~agr |
saw; he:aw, oo, thoos loving eym thie g0Mit
impkin yim inexpresible agmwy; and yet tihe
did not restrain his ruthless handsfe hom eali
a thmldering tattoo on the d~a. A cry of
agony burst from the lips of the brother and
sister as the drum sounded. Poe little mil)'
appeared ed almost conuarlwed lbe opened wM
her blue. eyes, and gaed with alarm at the
Wanig4ere man whose bhamds had called firt
th*o feaiful tone: .ohe blood fbnora her
fiam;. and the strugglesof death begai. AM
tit moment the door opened, a d, lift IoHM
robbed, of her young;, Ite 'por mother rudhed
into the room. Her sei m earned lemvi he)
a deadly paleness overspread her oontenanee;
her hair hung loose; and her eye rdled
willy. But she as unable to utter a sound.
She rMised the drummer, and her strength
appeared almost superhuman; for the man,
slroag and athletic as.he. as,:6uld not re-
leMe himself from .her. murderous grp. Bet
at that moment she glane-d'at her ,hilf-
the. dying Emily. She let the wreat go,

8 mas samomm
sa raied the panto ag hild. k the bU4
that se might have air. The hot tear.n U
qupe the now ixed fhce of ha darling; ahe
kissd the old blue lips; she called the little
ome by all her most endearing names: but in
vain-life was too fr gone, and in a few mi-
antes poor Emily breathed her last. Madame
Werner, overwhelmed with grief; clasped the
lifelen remains of her child to her bosom, and
with a heartrending ery sank unconscious upon
the floor. The drummer fell also, thrust through
by the father's hand. Werner had entered the
room som after his wfe, and in this mamn
had punihed the murder. The soldier dleod
round, sad at length managed to disarm .ad
*vrpower him. They then bound him, sad
toek him away as a prisoner.

THU ArrmnorzAT Sox.

Three days after the occurrences had take
place which were narrated in the last chapter, a


m-- ws ebrved te e ea t e of rlWmwb
door at a rvy ealy hour. He w haeit in
*a brge bdk moumning-loak, whih fel ores
i little cofn that he arried before him, ra.
ported by a broad band that puaed round the
wearer's neck. A woman followed him, dnreed
in deep mourning, with a white hood oaWr b
had. She wa the sextones. Latly Oea
Werner's three children-Augusus, Berth,
sad Robert. Their eyes were red ad swoln,
Mad they wept bitterly as they pmsed aloag.
ke title procession of mourner went quietly
ditant burying-grond. At its apprea th -
gate was swung open with a sound that janed
upen their eaz But as they entered the slima
abode of the dead, their feeling were at Me
soothed and solemnised by the soft ays of the
rising sn shining upon the tomb-stones with
which the ground was covered.
Threading their way between the numberle
graves, the mourners directed their steps to me
that had just been opened; and hen the bearer
deposited the little coffin. The ceremony of
interment then proceeded amid the lad iobs of
the three children, whose grief at the los of

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Emily wna pebaMly increased by a reaelesGM
of the condition of their father and mothea-
one -in a prison .on a charge of. muder,- the
other confined to bed with distress of body a &
For several days nothing could be heard of
the fite of Werner. Perhaps the necessity fe
stirring herself to take charge of her family
eased Madame Werner to rise from bed sooner
than she would otherwise have done. For-
tunately the weather was fine, and she was able
to sit in an easy-chair outside the door, where
she was dutifully attended to by Augu8atun
and even Watch, the house-dog, was faithfully
at his pot beside her. '
Meanwhile Augustus was maturing a plm
for the delivery of his father, who, it was re-
ported was to be shot by the military. One
day Bertha asked him what he was thinking
so deeply about ? He replied by asking her
"what was the verse the clergyman discouned
from last Bundayt"
Bertha considered for a moment, and tihe
said, It was,' Ye ought also to lay down yae'
lives for the brethren.'"
That is right," said Augustus. Don't yeW:

*Wauna itt Ua to 'lay dOa oW lv '
or our brethren Bow much morn, then, fm
W pareat He stopped for a.few miuntM,
apparently striving to oveeoe some coonliting
feelings: then he added calmly, "Robert, you
may have both. my turtle-doves for your own;
but take care of them, and do not forget tg give
them.a resh water, and proper food. every day.
There is a lage paper bag in my box funl C
fqod that will last you for some time You
-?Ow where to ind it.?"
What!" cried Robert, "wi you indeed
w me your dbves 1-your favourite dovesi"
,f I do not care for them now," retaroa
'igustus sorrowfully. Dear Emily i. ded;
14' our.father, they say, will be shot to-mCr
row!: I. do not want the dove." Then,.aitr,
a abort pause, If mother gets well, :ad ft e,
i met free, tell them not to be.agry with o.
'1i would. not be right to. act dierently: .th
i] e lasys so. And, Bertha, repeat the vyae
to them: you k~ow which I.men? .. Th e
tbq;will understand it, and will not be aapy
tii.ma .
The children did not know what Augwstas
IMWg); nor wasi he dipeae to cxplaia :hiilf

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arthr Ia idea had awakened in his iei
and he felt that he had a duty to perform. He
solved that he would try to save his fathers
life by giving up his own. He did not allow
himself time to think. In a fit of enthusiasm
he went off to the prison to see his father, if
possible, for the last time.
"Stand back !" said the sentry, as Algau t
approached the entrance of the prison in which
Werner was confined.
My father is here," said Augustus; ma
I not go in taiee him ?"
I tell you to stand back," said the sentryt
a harmh voice.
Oh let me see him, if only for a moment
implored the boy, while he could no loAlr
restrain his tears: "let me go in; Iwant to Lil
him good-by."
"Stand back!" repeated the stern sollier
"What good will your visit do him t A flask e
wine now would be of mueh more ue thin
year whimpering and whintig. Some wine
weaod give him a little spirit to stand fir; at
your seeing him would take away the little it
of omage he has left"
In the meantime 1everl of the inehlita-

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hbd gathered road It hear what mm paMi.
Murmring voices were heard to k wim,
" Shameful-hamefiul! not to siu the p1
ebild to embrace his father onee more"
Ah," said one, if I had been in Wemesr
plae, I would have done just the sam."
"Let's have a throw at the hard-hemrted
raenal" said another.
"Knock him down-the havee" mid a
eoe soldier became rather uneay as he found
r crowd of malcontents rapidly ine-main
'smd him; and at length he id in a milder
ite, My orders are very strict that no s
Sto see the prisoner. If the boy wihe to see
A father, let him obtain perision fra the
eolonel,and there will then be no diouity."
Accordingly Augustus, followed by te crowd
wunt to head-quartes, which wenv distinguish
by two sentries being in attendance. The
ftsufin, full of curiosity to see what would
S the end of the matter, remained before ti
hose while Augustus entered. He was shem
into a large room fall of offer Divided im
pimnp they were engaged in animated oeavm-
ft-m- No notice was take aof the per boy

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by any on, and he tried in vain to dihsen
wieh was the colonel Suddenly a side doer
opened. The officer drew boak,- and silently
arranged themselves reund. An officer, evidently
of superior rank, and adorned with a great many
orders, big, burly, and red-faced in appearance
Augustus turned pale as he found himself
standing alone in the circle, and facing the for-
midable colonel Still, he summoned up all his
courage; and stepping rather nearer, he said is'
a frm- voice, Oh; sir, the Bible says we o -.
todie for:our brethren So'will you- let me be
shot instead ofmy poor father?" 4W
The colonel, astonished at this uneepeotal
request, stepped back. Measuring the boy ftfi
head to foot, he cried, ."How What You
ish to be shot 'Nonsense!" he continuedat
laughing. "What do you mean, you foolish
boy 1". I i
Oh, sir," returned Augustos, while .ee ta
ran down his lile checks; "1 do, indeed, metm
'what I say: I am, indeed, come to beg youth t
kit me instead of my, dear father.". -
The. eolsel howfbecame serious. He listened
attintiely as the poor boy described ia th aMiL*

S, _' |'

tiniiig m m -r the'tustiis adigey~eth
punts. Both theoelonel sar bhisdjei a ~
iadignant and asha md when they hard of ti
omaduot ofthe inahumandsminu.e ..,
When the interesting story we vanished, tl~
ooloael wa gloomy and silp t,~fr r fi w am,,
meats; then addressing the cirmdsl pad, &h
said, "This.is a peculiar ca.M -and: em vry
hard to deal with. It would be. a bed puw
dent if I were to let the boy's father o RF.
the safety of our people, it is necuary that
si* ca deed should .not go unpuishe&d Butif
a, oorrt-martial shuild be, held, WeiMnr *ai
mely be condemned to die, eaeeiallf y i thi
gmnaier, should not recover; and I find tere
iefittle hope that he wl. On the othe brid
we would gldly save the man, were iW oad. i m
the Iamke of his noble boy. Theen i,. no tim.
de*togh to apply for pardon from his. a**i i
In two days the regiment must mAich, sadi a .
d4ummis pae: be supplied. SAy-Aa Me
eams to me." .He turned to Agt.a ,, vhf.
rsood trembling to hear the Mseteae d a. web
to decide upon life ad death.-:- ":No9,0w.
bh,"u mke the tadyel, T.hsn you fly maud
p..pq p uad: d.to die feir pyt fother '9:*

member it is easier to ay thi thm to do it
You might tell a different tale if you flt the
oEl leaden bullets oiacking your bones fr
you." Here he looked sharply at Augusts
who evinced by his manner that his deter-
mination remained unaltered. Sppoing,"
continued the colonel, "that the man whom
your father has wounded should not die before
the regiment marches, I can perhaps sve your
father from being shot. But in that case you
must take the vacant place of the sick drummer
in my regiment, and march away with us in
two day Will you, and dare you do this I"
SMust I become a drummer cried Ang-
tai, clasping hi hands in agony. Oh! any-
thing in the world but that! I should awe
dare to appear before my mother again. Sh
would hate me It was a drummer who killed
dear Emily. Oh no! no --indeed I cannot be
a drummer!"
The colonel was almost angry. "Did aw
er hear of such a boy he said. I wat to
de him a kindness, and he does not so unh- a
thank me for it. Listen, you foolish little
fellow! I did not think you were a stupid.
If you sufer ymoer f to be sht, y44 mea

sPr~T~' T~l '~`" i'-~'*T' C1 ri .

suredly wil ner e your mstber agilr
But if you take to the drum and the umfr-,
you a as much her san ever. D you
suppose your father would ever be happy again,
or thank you for his life, if he gained it by
ye death t"
"Oh, sir," aid poor Augustus in great dia.
tress, "I will do anything to ave my dear
father. If I cannot be shot, I will even become
a drummer !"
The colonel and his officers could scarcely
keep from laughing at the boy's speech, but
the former merely said in reply, "Then we are
agreed; only you must understand that these
are the conditions: In the first place, your father
cannot be set at liberty until the drummer is
out of danger, and our regiment has matched
away from this place. Secondly, you ma net
see or speak to your father again. I have thb
best reason possible for requiring this. Why
hoald you have the pain of taking leave, whet
there is no oaasion for it 1 You will therefore
remain her I give you in charge to my old
sergeant, Hoier, who will staad in pla df
father to you. Take ear and dam away
iadutrimoly hr the two days that we suan




B r AID mOaNoni
bie, so that you may not fall ott with the
other drummers."
The thanks Augustus would have uttered
died upon his lips He could not bear the
idea of taking the place of .the cruel drummer
who had murdered his sister. Indeed, with
his present feelings, he would rather that they
had taken 'him at his word, and suffered him at
once to die for his father.

AvUosunU A Dz VIx .

Augutus drummed away till his arms ached.
te gave, in general, great satisfaction to hi
instructor. But occasionally the latter was
obliged to remind him;by a gentle tap on the
shoulders with the drumstick, that he .ema
not praise well if he was so lost in.thkbo .
The poor boy would then. pes the sleeve o:bis
soldier's oat over his tearful eyes, an d. dr
way: again in real earnest.
Wheh i e -aceomplished the first tattoo, 4

Mailing of boner ran through his iame He
thought of his murdered sister, and of. his per
mother now lying at the point of death. At
length the dreaded morning arrived on which
Augustus was to march off with the regiment..
.he old sergeant had taken an early oppe
tunity of giving Augustus a lemon in parking
his knapsack in the most judicious manner.
The boy listened to all his directions, but
scarcely understood them. His head was even
fuller than the knapsack which he was to carry.
Suddenly the sounds of the general march were
heard in the street As Augustus was a novie
in the art of drumming, and the colonel wished 4
to avoid a soene, orders were given that he
should not just then drum with his companions
He accordingly left his quarters, walking by
Hoier's side instead of his proper plaoe. Hi
heart seemed ready to break as he passed his
fhe's house. His little sister and brother,
Bertha and Robert, the maid-servant* and his
hther's workmen, were all looking out' to stho
sight of him as hepassed. But the window of
the room which his mother occupied was ded
completely, and a thick curtain drawn d4om
Augustus could not restrain his tears Raising

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his hands towards them, he called out in a loe
though trembling voice, Bid my mother aad
father good-by for me! Good-by! good-by "
Augusts, Augustus, wait a moment I" and
their heads disappeared from the window. They
were evidently coming down stairs, that b e
children might have a last kis of their brother
But Hoier disappointed them, for he drew his
young charge away as quickly as possible.
"Silly creaturee" he muttered between his
teeth, not without evident emotion; "why
should they make your trouble still harder to
bear ? Come, my boy, march on!"
They hastened to the market-place, where
the regiment was drawn up. As they passed
along, they often heard the remark: "There
goes Werner's boy, Augustus. He is a dutifhI
sam, if you like. He has become a soldier to
save his poor father's life."
SFarewell, you brave fellow !" a great many
voices added as he was lost to their sight amid
the crowd of his new comrades.
An order was now given for all the drummers
to place themselves at the head of the regiment
They immediately hastened to the appointed
spot, with the exoeptiom of Augustis, wh,

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mordng to the genraF orders, ,muaied be.
hid. Crowds of apectators wee asemsMed
the greater part of whom were childrm. Bt
all appeared to be looking for the same object:
SAugustus Werner, where was he What a
na-e boy what a grateful child, to aot aeh
a part!" But for some time so hidden was he,
that their friendly eyes could not discover him.
All at once the crowd opened, and several per.
son made their way quickly towards the sol-
diers. Thee were Werner's workmen, the maid-
servant, and the brother and sister of Angusta&
They had uocoeeded in finding him out; and
the two children almost overpowered him with
their weeping careues. None of the party could
speak, for old and young were weeping together
at this affecting scene. Poor Augustus preed
his little brother and sister to him; and this
harty embrace was all that he could enjoy, fr
jut then came the command in tones of thun-
der from the commanding offer, Ferward
march I" The drummers made a tremeldou
noise. August uw torn forcibly from his
beloved ones, and obliged to follow the soldier
He then arranged his drum also, aad joining
vioromly in the tuult, he strove to dram


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away his painful thoughts But this was not
a very easy matter. He walked and drummed
mechanically by the side of his comrades till
they had marched ,a long way out of the city.
Here they came to a hill, where the regiment
made a short halt. The soldiers drew out thir
flasks of brandy, which they handed from one
to the other, whilst they seasoned their fiery
draught with their rough jests.
"Drink, comrade, drink said Augustus's
next neighbour, offering him his flask. "No-
thing like a good taste of brandy to make us
forget our sorrows. Take a drink, then, my
But Augustus.silently refused the profer of
such a solace, and once more turned his eyes
towards his beloved native place. There the
town lay, rejoicing in the clear beams of. the
morning sun: the beautiful sight only increased
the boy's sadness. "Ah thought he,"shall
I ever see it again; or if I do return, will it aot
be as a helpls cripple I Shall I ever more e.
my dear father and motht f Oh that I lib
been allowed to bid them good-by! My owa
dear home! I never loved it so much as now
that I am obliged to leave it. Farewell for

r 3t May God protect y, beloved one "
He kept his ad thoughts to himself, however
for he was not proo against the raillery of his
companions. They talked and joked with eeeh
other more as if they were proceeding to a feast
than to war; and yet most of them had left
loving parents at home, who trembled and
prayed for their children's safety.
The larks, too, sang joyously in the blue sky;
s- if they were striving to dispel his grief
Their simple warbling did more than anything
ese towards enabling him to overcome his feel-
ings. He thought of the God who had made
these little creatures; and he remembered that
as they were cared for by his Almighty Father,
so was he also. These soothing reflections
brought peace and happiness once more into his
heart, and his youthful face began to lose the
oreworn expression which it had borne .for
some days past By the time his comrades
were ready to pursue their march, he was even
more merry and cheerful than thase who had
had' recourse to their constant companions-
the brady asks.

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A SorLm's LTm

Augustus heard his companions sing; but
he did not quite agree with them either in the
sentiments or the manner of their songs. Be-
sides, he was fatigued and down-hearted. He
was so unaccustomed to carry the knapsack, that
the burthen caused him much discomfort. His
back and shoulders ached violently from the
unusual weight It was bad enough for him
who had only the drum in addition to carry;
but still he was not so badly off as the other
soldiers: they had their heavy guns with them,
and were obliged to rest them on their shoulder
Then another annoyance was the cloud of dust
which harassed the regiment as it marched
along the roads. Indeed to such a height did
this inconvenience arise, that the soldiers' uni-
forms looked as if they had been well powdered.
Instead of inhaling the fresh air, their mouths
and noses were filled with dust, which parched
the throat and tongue. It is true they some.

times passed by refreshing springs, bat they
were seldom permitted to enjoy the cooling
beverage. A few only were allowed to step oat
of the ranks when it was necessary to Ill the
flasks; but the greater number of the thirsty
soldier were obliged to pass them by.
Bathed in perspiration, racked with aches and
pains, weary, and out of spirits, Augustus and
his comrades at length arrived at the village
in which it was arranged they should dine.
Augustus had not eaten a morsel that day, and
it was now one o'clock. Hungry as he was, he
had still to wait a full half hour, until the tops
had been called over and billetted upon the dift
ferent houses in the village. Their arrival had
been expected, and preparations had therefore
been made for their reception. Augustus aad
twenty of his companions had scarcely entered
the room, before the smoking meal made its
appearance The table was quickly covered:
plates, spoons, knives, and forks, lay ready; huge
loaves of bread, butter, and cheese, had been
amply provided; nor were brandy and beer
wanting. One end of the table was adorned
with an immense dish of dumplings, while the
other supported a dish of boiled pork. after

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the soldiers had thrown aside their arms aal
knapsaks, they took their seats around the
table The peasant and his wife, their children
sad the little servant girl, stood behind the
strangers, waiting to attend upon them.
The family group uncovered their heads, exz
pecting to hear the soldiers ask a blessing on
the food that was before them; but they waited
in vain. Augustus was the only one of the whole
party who bent his head to repeat the few words
of thanksgiving that had never been neglected
at his dear father's table. And now a terrible
tumult began. Augustu's comrades swore fear
fully at the puddings and the meat: the former,
they said, were as had as stones; the latter a
tough and tasteless as leather. Some compared
them to cannon-balls, and threatened to send
them at the heads of those who had been oon.
corned in making then In vain the poor woman
pleaded that it was not her fault: the dinner
had been ready for two hours, and, a natural
consequence, the puddings had become heavy
It was with difficulty the discontented gusts
could be restrained from adding violent aetios.
to their violent words. During this alteroatien
Augtstus quietly, and without complaniig,/toq


hi.s porti of the u vwery food. HB -li
eft his share of the: bandy to his como
bet he rejoiced at the prospect ofa rifeshiV
drught of pure water. Many took beer, whisk
happened to be sour, and tasted of the ak.
This discovery increased the general discontent.
S"Gentlemen," said the peasant, on seeing
their angry looks as they tasted the nauseow
beverage, "we have nothing but such beer as
this to drink throughout the summer, and we
bve paid for it as good. You must not be
gry with us, but with our landlord, who re
quire us to buy it of him.". .
You may think it a fortunate thing for
yuneeves," returned a soldier, "that we am
Germans instead of Frenhbmen. They woult
havr thrown your beer in your fees, and made
ye get wine for them." .
.ar' Those who have no wine can't give any,"
returned the peasant; "aad where these is
shiag, the Emperor himself would ask with.
owt getting."
S:Ne sooner had they pretty well cleared thW
tabl (which they asoomplished in spite of theif
diseteneted speeches) than the soldiers rteted
oj and began v*plosng in aH dinoifth


M seir see Ase3mlgmg
Some found their way into the dairy, whe
they saupled not to drink of the cream;
ethes visited the henhouse and the dovecet;
another party ran over the garden, attracted by
the cherry-tree, that were heavily laden with
fruit; while some did not disdain to pay as
inquiring visit to the cheese-baskets, that were
placed at a height from the ground. Augustu,
in the meantime, remained behind in the sit-
ting-room. When he found himself alone at the
table, melancholy again overpowered him. The
thought of his parents recurred to him with
redoubled bitterness What might have hap-
pened to them by this time He leaned his
head upon his hands; and for a time forgot all
arsnd him. But he was recalled to conscious-
ner by hearing the angry complaints of'the
peasant, who was in the courtyard, loudly re-
monstrating against the depredations that were
going on on all sides
SAugustu was heartily ashamed of the be-
haviour of his comrades. Just as he was in the
act of going out, to endeavour to expostlate
with them, he heard a child cy behind the
stora He went to the place from whence the
mnd proceeded, and found a ehild lying in a

ade The little one Mminded him of hi
dead sater, and drove all other thought ot et
his head. He took the weeping child from h
little bed, and endeavoured to divert her ttem-
tio. At firt she appeared inclined to cry stil
louder at the sight of a stranger's face; but
Augustus spoke so gently and kindly, that her
fear gave way to confidence in her new nue.
She stared at him with eyes wide open, and
at .length began to play with his epaulettes.
Augustus, for the first time since he left home,
felt perfectly happy. He sang his prettiest
engs to the child, and danced with it about the
room. In the midst of all this the mother
entered. As she saw the oempation of the
drummer, the discontented and angry exipiar
imo of her fce changed to one of kindness aad
"You seem to me the only lamb among al
those wolves," said she I thought as mue
whao I saw you ask God's blessing m the fhd,
ad behave so quietly sad decently at dinwr
Ony ee the little thing how pleased she is te
be danoed by the young lad I Sre you hLw
some itle risers like her at home-hav- 't
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W DMTh ANiD Am uOu
I had one," answered Augustnu, very a k
distrssed; but the soldier whose ple I harw
taken killed her with his drum."
"Killed her with his drum!" repeated the
woman in surprise. "How could that be t Tel
me then."
As Augustus was about to comply with her
wish, the drum was heard in the distance.
There's the summons.to march," aid he
hastily. "I must go, and drum with my com-
"Wait just another moment," said his hostel ,
quickly leaving the room. She soon came bae
with a dish of beautiful cherries n" You will like,
them.all the better, my boy," added she, becausee
they are honourably gained." She filled his
pockets and. cap with.them, then relieved him,
of her child, and bade him a friendly farewell.
Happy, because at peace with himself, Augue-
tus now joined his companions, and made his
drum no less noisy than theirs. They were
soon again marching at the head of the rf--
e Wit. Again they had to endure intense
heat, thint, and fatigue; and most valuable
was tho giftiof A.e:ies to, poor Augustda. He
was very sparing in hi enjoyment of them, mud

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maaged to mike this delicious rerwhinent
last until the evening, when they arrived at '
town in which they were to be quartered fi
the night. The troops rejoiced at the thought
of a good supper and a comfortable bed after
the toils and fatigues of the day. They could
hardly wait until they were informed on what
houses they were billetted; and amidst much
laughing and .talking they found their way to
their several quarters.
While the supper was preparing, the men
employed themselves in brushing their uniforms,
and cleaning their muskets and swords; they,
refreshed themselves by shaving, and washing'
their hands and faces. Several, on opening
their knapsacks, produced articles that they had
appropriated to themselves. at the village in
which they had rested at mid-day. One ran
into the kitchen with half-a-dozen eggs, which
he desired should form. an omelet for his own
eating ; another produced, a pair of dead.
pigeons; a third a hen: these they decided to
have cooked for the following day. A fourth,-
with a shout of triumph, now drew forth a head--
les goose, with which he excited the envy'of
his less fortunate-oompanions

46 qwnUT D Au aWONX.
"A I said he, holding up the body, "ti
old fellow thought to frighten me away by his
gabbling, as I crept through the garden pales:
he hissed at me horribly; but, thinks I to myself,
' My fine fellow, you will just suit me;' and I
gave him a cut across his long neck, that soon
finished him. The bird is fat enough, at least
so I expect from the weight." The poor goose
was then taken into the kitchen to be roasted
with its companions.
The innkeeper had done his utmost to please
them. The various eatables that were placed
on the table smelt so savoury, the salad looked
so fresh and green, the beer was so foaming and
clear, that the men for once sat down quite
inclined to be pleased with all that was placed
before them. But it seemed they were doomed
to disappointment. Scarcely had they finished
the first spoonful of a delicious soup, before the
door was hastily thrown open, and a young
officer entered, his accoutrements clanging at
every step he took.
"Drummer!" he commanded, "quick, beat
the march! "
Then few words sufficed to change the sol.
diers ihto statues. Their hands sank on the

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table as they stood aghast at the unwelcome
Hoier, the sergeant, was the first to recover
himself, so as to be able to say, "Do you really
mean, sir, that the men are not to break their
fast after such a severe march as this has
been ?"
"I am not in the habit of joking with my
inferiors," returned the lieutenant disdainfully;
" it is beneath me: you will please to remember
that for the future; and also that it is usual, in
speaking to your officers, to rise from your seat.
One would have supposed you would have had
time to learn that before this, instead of giving
your comrades such an example. The rascals
appear to have profited pretty well by it,
sitting there like stocks in my presence. By
the powers! Ill teach you what is due to those
above you !"
Like puppets touched by a wire the soldiers
now rose from their seats, Hoier at their head.
The sergeant swallowed without a reply the
rode speeches of the lieutenant, though he
was old and experienced enough to have been
his father. He stood quite calm and erect
without a trace of anger on his face, except

that it was rather paler, than usual. When
the officer had finished speaking, he merely
inquired respectfully, Sir, may not the people
at least finish their supper first ?"
"No!" returned the lieutenant; "it is intended
for the French, who have just arrived. We are
to give place to them. I shall remain here to
see that nothing is removed."
The soldiers left the table with very long faces,
and prepared to march. In the meantime the
master of the goose endeavoured to escape
unobserved into the kitchen, that he might
at anyrate secure his booty.
"Where are you off to ?" called out the officer,
whose sharp sight nothing could escape.
In-to-the-kitchen," stammered the
other. I only wanted "--
Stay in the room," commanded the lieuten-
ant. He now perceived that Augustus was still
presmen and with a muttered curse he added,
UIle you find your legs pretty quickly, you
walt-be here long;" and so saying he drew
his sabre half out of its sheath. Augustus, how-
wrer, was too.quick for him; he rushed through
the door, and joined his companions. They did
not fail to .discus the conduct of the young

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officer. It was plain enough, they all agreed
that the lieutenant had as yet made no cai-.
paign, or he would have learned better thah tb
bluster after that fashion. He had better take
care-he would not be the first officer who, in
the confusion of a battle, had been shot by one
of his own people.
The village to which the Rhenish troops had
to find their way that evening for their night's
quarters lay a good hour's march from the
town. Who could wonder that they indulged in
murmurings and complaining as they passed
along ? More especially as a violent storm over-
took them, and drenched them completely
through. The consequence was, that the poor
people, who could only offer them meagre fare
and straw-beds, had to suffer a great deal from
As Augustus walked beside his comrades, he
thought of the song he had so often heard them
*It is a right joyous thing a soldier to be!"
His own experience, short as it had been, had
led him to a very different conclusion. What
had vexed him the most was the ill treatment

Us kind friend the sergeant had been compelled
to bear from the young and haughty lieutenant.
And when he compared his present condition
with what it had been a few days previous, how
painful was the contrast! But Augustus, young
as he was, had learned one useful lesson-that
it was unwise and useless to spend his time in
vain regrets and lamentations. He repeated his
usual prayer before retiring to rest; and, hard as
his couch was, the weary boy was soon wrapt in
a peaceful and refreshing slumber.


Augustus had at first imagined that he never
could bear the hardships of a soldier's life for
any length of time; but he was mistaken. Every
day his knapsack annoyed him less and less; he
did not feel so weary after a lengthened march;
and he found the heat and dust easier to endure.
He could now sleep as well on a bundle of straw
or hay as he formerly did in a feather-bed; sad

jn JM m emo.
eary morning, evr though he had had but a
short rest, he felt his strength and spirits i-
vigorated. The fact of his passing to much of
his time in the open air, and taking continual
exercise, had the best possible effect on his
health. He felt happy without knowing why.
He was a general favourite with his comrades,
and he began to feel a great attachment to
them. It was evident to him that many of their
unkind actions proceeded rather from thought-
lessness and extravagance than from cruelty
of disposition. He was most distressed at the
dreadful oaths that he heard constantly around
him. Every one seemed ashamed to pray to
God, but none were ashamed to curse and swear.
The slightest and most trifling annoyances
would lead them to appeal in the most terrible
way to the Almighty. For some time Augustus
kept silence; but as he became better acquainted
with his comrades, he ventured cautiously and
gently to reprove them.
One day one of the soldiers, in brushing his
uniform, knocked of a button. This trifling
ircumstance caused him to utter as usual a
Sef bitter imprecations. "Oh said
unable to contain himself "how sca

you speak so wickedly Suppose God were to
geant your prayer, you would be lost for ever;
just because a trumpery button happened to
make you angry."
The man looked up with surprise. "You
silly boy, who would imagine such a thing i"
"Did you not ask it yourself, just now?"
inquired Augustus.
"Nonsense!" returned the man: "of course
I did not mean what I said; I was only
"Do you recollect," asked Augustus, "how
angry the lieutenant was because Sergeant Hoier
supposed he was joking with him ? He said he
thought joking quite beneath him, especially
with inferiors; though, after all, there is not such
a very great difference between him and Holer.
You take cake never to joke with your loaded
musket; and surely you will not dare to joke
with the Most,High, or with the most dreadful
of all evils that could happen to you Oh it is
horrible to think of such a thing! "
The soldier appeared to ridicule the boy's
reproof; but he took care for the future, if not
totally to .abstain from. such shocking oaths, at
anyrate not to utter them in the presence of his

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little Mentor. Indeed, Augstus exercised a
good influence over most of his companions. He
was never heard to murmur at fatigue, the
weather, common fare, a hard bed, or any of the
hardships they had to endure; he was never
seen ill-treating the peasantry, or appropriating
the possessions of others to himself.
He had at first gained the regard of the
troops by his self-denying love to his father; and
this esteem had been subsequently increased by
his exemplary conduct. In addition to this
the favour with which the colonel and Sergeant
Hoier regarded him raised him in the esti-
mation of the company.
As soon as he could find time and opportunity,
he wrote the following letter to his father:-
*Mr BELOVzD FATas--Our ood cokled has d the
Maidne to miure me that the wicked drummer h m.
oevemd from his wound, and is on bis way to join his
rien. I trt that you have therefore Mlog re th
b met fr. Ohhowglad I amto tdkofiiitt I ely
hope dear mother i well again, Md doe not feel o mie
able about our Emily's death. Do not be aaxi or
comfortable about me: I am vry well, and b*ve t
ben i' want of anything. The colonel is a vy Mt a
pretar to me; and as to Sergeant Hoier, he is l- a
sed father. Indeed a soldier's life is met early ao mire


e- w e a imagined. We haw wst yet da aglimpse
ofthe enemy, for at present we are onlyin Polan Whe
we reach Busaia we may expect to encounter them. But do
not fear for me then. Our sergeant says, 'It is not every
bell that finds its man; and they shoot right over the heads
of sch little fellows as I am. Poland seems to me like a
slad of prs. I do not spq k of the cities, bt only of the
villages. Only fancy, you never find a chimney in the
peasants' cottages So that the room is always full of
stifing smoke; for it is not to be supposed that it can get
clearly out of the little air-holes they have in the walls. The
manure is not taken out into the Slds, but is left in a heap
dose by the hose, and there gives out a horrible stench.
Theme duaghills are the favourite spots for the children to
play on, and you may see numbers of them sitting and
amusing themselves there, just like pigs. One can hardly
look at them-the children, their parents, or the servants-
without disgust. They never seem to think of rashing
themselves. How surprised the French will be when they
follow us to these quarters! I had much rather bivouac in
the open air, which we have often done. We wrap ourselves
in our cloaks, lay our heads on our knapsacks; the beautiful
blue sky, with its shining stars for our curtains; and the
fresh morning air our alarum. The latter does its work so
thoroughly, that when it comes we are obliged to get up, and
take a little brandy, for fear of catching the ague. This is
the only dram I take in the day, and I cannot help it, be-
ese we have no coffee. My comrades laugh at me because
I will not make. I know, dear father, you will be glad
that I do not accustom myself to it, and also that I do not
wear. I do not forget to say the prayer my dear mother

JTT MW A rVOtf. a
taught me very night and nmeting; bmt e sev k o t
SIt will be very long before I shall be able to get my di.
charge, for the colonel says in a short time ihey will want a
many men as they can get. I have therefore quite made up
my mind to it. I should so like to know how al ge on at
home; but there i scarcely any likelihood of a lee rsmeh
ig me, because we keep moving from one plaee to another.
And now, dear father, I must conclude. Give dear mother
Bertha, and Robert a hundred kisse for me; and give my
love to our good Anna and the workmen. I will write again
as soon as I can. Till then good-by, dear father. Your
loving child, Auousrs."

This letter gave unspeakable delight to every
member of Werner's family. The parents first
shed tears of joy at the thought that they were
blessed with such a kind and affectionate son;
these were succeeded by tears of borrow that he
was taken from them. His little brother and
sister jumped about, and clapped their hands
for joy; Anna smiled with pleasure that she
had been thought of by her young master; and
the workmen said, It was just what might
have been expected from him-he was too kind
and thoughtful to forget any one." The letter
travelled through the whole town, for all were
interested in the self-denying son. His fath

made up his mind to travel after the army, and
purchase the discharge of Augustus at any cost;
and it was only by the expostulations of his
friends-who represented to him the uselessness
of such a step, and the weak and defenceless
condition in which his family would be left in
his absence during a time of disturbance and
war-that he was prevented from executing his

Tna Guam AxBm.

It was in the summer of the year 1812 that
the French army crossed the Russian frontier
Never had its equal been seen in number or
in the completeness of its equipment. It
amounted to upwards of 500,000 foot soldiers,
80,000 cavalry, and more than 12,000 artillery.
Troops of all nations had joined the great army
Italians, Austrians, Prussians, Bavarias,
Westphalians; and men from Wirtemberg, from
Saxoly, from Baden, from Holland, might be

Sn sT AwTIsno. ST
found there in their various uniform Well
might the Emperor Napoleon be almost intoxi-
cated with joy as this immense multitude
gathered round him. It was indeed a glorious
sight. The foot regiment of the Blues marched
in front, broad as a powerful stream, and
densely pressed together. At their head martial
music was heard, mingled with the crashing of
trumpets. Then followed three rows of long-
bearded pioneers, with white leather apros
and gleaming axes. The whole multitude, in
step, act, and movement, seemed but as one
man. The soldiers, with their long bayonets
glittering in the sun, appeared like moving
walls. Instead of a standard an immense.
golden eagle, with outspread wings, was borne
above them, as if taking the wariors under its
protection. The Emperor's guards might be
distinguished above- all. Being men, of larp
stature, they looked like savage giants with
their high caps of bears' skin. Yet even these
were surpeased in beauty by the Dutch Gqafds,
EPse uniforms were of the purest white cloth.
lie w how powerful was the impression mad. by
the sight of the spoes of cavalry! Theoman
pueenous regiments of the mounted Jirgi .

green uniforms with red facings: pieces of far,
resembling that of a tiger, bordered the glitter-
ing helmet, from which waved a streamer of
hone hair. The hussars followed them, with
their richly-laced dollmans, or jackets, and their
low, broad caps of bears' skin, from which hung
a red bag with golden tassels. Then came the
cuirssiers, protected on the breast and on the
back by brilliantly polished cuirasses. The
horses they rode were gigantic creatures. Nu-
merous trumpeters performed the most inspirit-
ing music before each regiment. Thousands of
sabres that now were waved to do homage to
the Emperor were destined ere long to be
stained with human blood; thousands upon
thousands of bayonets would pierce the bodies
of fellow-men; and the millions of balls that
the enemy brought with them would quiet for
ever many a heart now beating high with hope
and excitement. An observer might well be
dasled at the first sight of this magnificent
scene, especially as he gazed at the threatening
cannon, each drawn by six or eight horses, a"
surrounded by the artillerymen with the
accompanying implements; but a very little
eonaidertioa would induce him to mourn oveu

rather than exult in such a splmdid ray ed
destructive machinery.
Augustus, however, felt nothing of this W
with his regiment, he passed before the Empe-
ror. Napoleon was surrounded by 6 nmmerou
staff of gay and distinguished oioen. Bat the
boy could see only him. Among all the geatlo
men present he was the most simply attired.
A small three-cocked hat, without a plume on
any mark of distinction, was on his head. His
coat was green, ornamented with a single star.
His breeches and waistcoat were white. His
countenance was pale, but lighted with a pair
of piercing eyes. In stature he was small, but
inclined to stoutness
On entering the Russian borders, Napoleon
tkbi addressed his troops:-" Soldiers, a wide
field of glory again lies before you. From the
ard deserts of Egypt up to this spot you hav
passed through a career of victory. You have
now an opportunity ef continuing it. We wil
conquer tlRussians, and hunt the barbarians
ont of Europe. In less than two months I wil
lad you inm tho capital of the ancient enau
Thee you mb-fwt from your tils, and sMr
th ward of your laboura I will there deb.-

0o DIT AsD AnEoROl
iine upon the conditions of peace, and bring
you back, covered with glory, to your native'
It would be well for mankind if they only
had as muoh faith in the word of God as the
soldiers had in the word of Napoleon. They
were firmly convinced of the truth of what he
said, and saluted their. monarch with thunder-
ing shouts of Vive 1'Empereur !"


The village of Moswka was situated on the
road leading to Smolensk. It was in the even-
ing of the same day on which the French had-
entered the Russian .territory that the churek
bells were .heard ringing at an unusual, hour.
Old and young immediately answer*i$he*tum-
mons, and assembled in the place of womhip,
which was lighted, up with waXI s. J UvijM
on more by.feelings of curio-ilC B of devo-
tion, the inhabitants of the. village crowded

rolnd the altar. On the tep st ood4~ r viora
able arch-priast Mully rbed. His raised hai
commanded silence and attention from thoi
who were entering; and when all were mbem-
bled, he thus addressed them. Hii voice wau
strong, but testified deep inward emotion:-
" My children, the bands of the French have
this day entered the sacred bounds of your
beloved country, to violate our sanctuaries, and
to infict the evils of robbery, murder, and fire
upon all who resist them. In order that the
enemy may encounter more certain destruction,
our own warriors will not advance to meet
them.. The French will doubtless arrive at this
place early to-morrow morning. It now be-
comes our duty to do all in our power to prevent
their progress, or at anyrate. to increase their
difiulties -Proceed immediately, therefore, to
break down the bridge that crosses our river,
and to fill up the wells. Burn your houses, lead
your cattle way, and hasten with your children
intbor m ior of the country, so that the
enemy on their arrival may find only a desert"
The awh1iutitude rushed from twe
church to S lthe duty of laying waste
the village. lay the clean watched

*1 urM AnM AIW SOn
cottages, ith the soft light of the setting ms
shining upon them. Many children were play-
ing around. The elder-tees were full of bloom,
and with the green lime and graceful willow
enlivened the long street which formed the
principal part of the village The low murmur
of the river might be heard as it passed under
the narrow bridge, mingled with the lowing of
the herds returning from the pasture. By the
side of the stream stood a large mill; but
though the wheel was turning rapidly, it seemed
to so purpose, for the miller was no longer at-
tending to it. On hearing the priest's address
he had hastily left the church, and now stood
engaged in deep and anxious thought.
The poor animals were now driven out of their
stalls: geese, ducks, fowls, and pigeons, were all
collected together. The women loaded them-
selves with their household treasure-the linen,
that was their own handiwork; while the men
fastened bundles of straw to the railings of the
bridge, and set fire to them. In dhot time
all the houses in the village were burning, the
mill alone excepted. Even tiMwsoden church
was blaming high, as soon t priest had
weeMed the image of the Virgin and the holy

ess. YThe ohildrmn wer the fiM to leve
the burning village, driving the beasts befor
them. The women followed, almost weighed
down with their heavy bundles. The men were
holding a last consultation with their venerable
"How is this, Master Naumaun mid the
latter in great astonishment to the miller, who
stood before the unoonsumed mill, apparently
quite undecided what to do. "Will you not
MIow our example I"
Forgive me, reverend father," returned Nan-
man in great confusion. "I really do net
know what to determine upon. It will be ten
times more difficult and more expensive to re-
build this mill, which is the only property I
poseus, than the cottages that surround it. I
am a German, as you well know; and since there
are German regiments with the French army, I
hope, by their assistance, to get throughwitheot
This speech occasioned a general feeling of
indignation i e bystanders. They ried as
with onevoil r e upon the fale stranger
Let us bum rn ill without asking his leav
]e is a friend to the French "

6 D"lr A" AptaHo0 .
. "P'eaoe" commanded'the priest, "leave him
to follow his own pleasure. Be assured he will
repent it. I grieve for his wife, our lsstr
Kathinka, and her children." Then turning to
the miller, he added, "The evil that they may
meet with through your selfish policy be upon
your own head!"
STheRussians, therefore, left him, though not
without many reproachful words. After some
hours, u the night proceeded, the French ar-
rived. The want of a bridge did not preveli
them from crossing the shallow stream; but on
iacount of the cannon, it was found necessary
to rebuild it as quickly as possible. In order to
accomplish this, they must have materials to
work with, and the neighboring mill afforded
ill the beams and wood theymwanted. Without
attending to the pathetic remonstrances of the
miler, they hastened to pull down the mill; and
they even compelled the poor nma to assist i
building the bridge, as he was well acquainted
with the locality. Nauman began bitterly to
repent that he had not followed te example of
his companions; his anguish withe greater as
he thot htg of the probability, T ht whilst he
was thus labouring against his will, his wife asd

children might be ixpoed to ilm4raten t ro m
the haughty f reachmen. He attempted'veral
times to.escape; but was as often driven baek
from fear of the soldiers, who threatened to shoot
him.. The soldiers now complained that, "i
spite of the lighted torches, they could not se
well enough to continue their work. In come-
quence of this complaint the officer in command
immediately ordered them to set fireto the mill-
house. The command was obeyed amid-&ces of
joy; and in a few minutes the burning mill shed
a dazzling light over the whole' lndscape The
distress of the poor miller can- be imagined; fy
the rude soldiers would not suffer him to stir
from the spot, but urged him with blows to
continue his work without intermission. .
:In the meantime the .regiment to which
ugustus belonged reached the spot. -At th
same time the miler's wife, with two lit
children ip her arms, and followed by her
daughter eput eleven years old, rushed out of
the flaming building.
"arie," she aid, a soon as she had placed
her precious ohbge in safety, "take cre of the
children. I will see if it is possible to ave aqig
thing;" and she ran back towards the flame :

The little ones screamed out after her,
SMother, mother, do not leave us I" It wa
vain for Marie to attempt to restrain then:
they broke from her grasp, and endeavoured to
enter the house. Their mother met them at
the door. Away, my dear children," she maid,
" let me try to get the money-box." But her
intreaties were of no avail; the children clung
round her neck, and prevented her from pro-
"Let me go instead, dear mother," cried
Marie; and without waiting a reply she dis-
appeared in the flaming house. The miller's
wife wrung her hands in speechless agony while
she waited the return of her child. The flames
raged most fieroly, until the whole building
seemed enveloped in fire. Nothing could be
een of Marie; but suddenly her voice was heard,
" Oh, mother, save me; I am burning !"
The poor mother disengaged herself from her
children, and rushed to the cottage to sre her
daughter. She was forcibly stopped by two
Frenchmen. Stay where you are," they said;
"sheis lost They thought it was too late to
help her, for the poor girl's cries for asistane
became fintr and winter.

Ihe mother literally writhed with anguish s
he redoubled her fruitles efforts to escape frae
the tight grasp of the soldiers. The two little
children uttered violent series.
Augustus could not remain an uninterested
spectator of this fearful scene. Quick as light-
ning he escaped from the ranks, and was lose
by the mill A French officer of distinction
endeavoured to stop his progress; the boy threw
his drum between the officer's legs in such a
way as to cause him to fll at full length upon
the ground, and then he mounted the staircase,
which had just caught fire. The half-stifled cry
of the little girl served as a guide. Dragging
her with him, he leaped, clambered, or crept
from one part of the building to another, fsr
the flames prevesed him from returning. At
length he found himself, with his compamio,
near the foundation of the mill, close by the
wheel and the water. A small vaulted part
ment, like a cellar, in which the pole of the mill
rested, served as a refuge to the adventure
The lames raged above their heads, beam
crshed, and streams of fire poured down in al
irectioas, and were extinguished with a his ng
sound in the river by their side. Sometias they

48 Dnr AnD aIomNO .
thought they distinguished the heartreadiig
rides of the miller's wife, which were always
answered by Marie. A long time was passedin
this manner, the fire raging without any abate-
ment of fury. Nor was the situation of the
children free from danger. Squeezed in a corner
of the narrow cell, they were compelled patiently
to wait the result; and towards daybreak the
fire was extinguished.
With the exception of some few exclamations,
the young prisoners had not spoken to each
other. The girl had enough to do in thinking
of her parents, and Augustus felt anxious and
uncomfortable at the responsibility he had ia-
curred in leaving his regiment; the latter had
however; remarked that his young companion
spoke good German; and I .therefore cean
eluded she was one.of his countrywomen.
As.soon as it'could be done without danger,
Augustus and the little, girl clambered into the
open air.over the beams and smoking. ins,
He anxiously looked round for. his. comade=s,
but only a waste, deserted space was to be enm,
Nothing but desolation was around.tba .
fesi morning breeze passed over the oas*e,
the village, metimes driving upwards a s~how|

of dear sparks, soshMtia white .olua, ot
smoke Maruie shouted with all her rtre;a=
Arst in German, then in Bisee: 8ie c
upon her mother, her brother and sister, hw
father, the neighbours; but no answer did she
receive save the crackling of the charred beiiu
of her former home. The unhappy child -an-
dered among the ruins by the side of Augutud,
sobbing bitterly as she passed along. The boys
distress, too, increased every minute.. It nw
not that he regretted his successful attempt to
save Marie; but he was exceedingly desirous of
rejoining his comrades as soon as possible He
sought in vain for the drum he had thrown
away; and this was an addital cae ofT Vem-
tion to him. In the meantime it was ab6olut
necessary to detlbknie what course to puftbe
He endeavoured by kind words to comfort ad &
soothethe sorrowful little girl He.prom bed
to bring her to her parents; and .then tm
he hand, they went in the direction.in whia
he knew the army would. proe4d. After bsmn
hours' travelling he fell in with a Frs~ a
trop, who arrested himu a dserter,- am
bour delivered him up to his'.egiment. b r
had halted with the other troops in a* dsmal

town that had been deserted by its inha-
"Comrade," maid the soldiers when he came
within hearing, your affairs are in a bad state:
you will have some trouble to get your neck out
of the sling!"
Aagustus implored them to take care of the
desolate Marie, and give her into Sergeant
Hoier's protection, which they promised faith-
fully to do.

Auvuvr IS SHOT.

The apartment into which'Augustus was led
was filled with officers selected from the different
regiments. His colonel, and the distinguished
French officer between whose legs he had thrown
the drum when he rushed into the miller's
burning cottage, were among the number. The
greatest harmony seemed to prevail; merry
jokes were passing on' al sides; and they were
evidently eating with great relish the excellent
mel that had bee prepared for them.

The etrace of Augustus did not oeessel
the least disturbance. While the orporal was
making his report to the colonel, Augustus was
kept standing between two soldiers. At length
he was summoned to come forward, after having
waited scarcely ten minutes. On being qth-
tioned, he could not deny that he had lef the
ranks of his comrades; had thrown his drum
between the legs of a French ofioer of the staff;
and had been taken prisoner as a deserter. The
judge-advocate informed him that either of these
offences was punishable with death; And,"
added he, "you have not only broken the regi
mental oath, which promised submission, but
you have been the first to o d in the enemy's
territory." Without allowing of any pause in
the important business of eating and drink-
ing, he then proceeded to pass sentence upe
Augustus; namely, that he should be shot to
death I No one seemed to think of taking his
tender age into consideration; but the matter
was, on the contrary, conducted with as muh
indifference as if they were deciding upon the
death of a fowl or of a duck.
This indifference made Augustus feel vy
auhappy, especially when he thought of th

distress of his parents as compared with the
want of sympathy in his judges. Even his
colonel's manner toward. him was changed: he
was no longer kind and gracious in his bearing,
but he sat there among the others with a frown
upon his face, and seemed to pay no attention
at all to the prisoner.
In vain poor Augustus turned an imploring
glance towards him: he took no notice of the
mute supplication.
Augustus could offer nothing in his defence,
except that he was not prompted by any evil
design in leaving the ranks, but simply by a
desire to save the little girl from the lames.
But the only answer he received to his simple
plea came from the lieutenant who on a former
occasion had treated Sergeant Hoier with o
much hauteur; and he now said angrily, Silly
boy! do you suppose we have marched into
Russia to save the Russians We have come
to conquer and destroy them. Besides, the sol-
dier has nothing to do but blindly to obey the
commands of his superiors: he.has ao business
to trouble himself with: other people's matter ,
Supposing even, your brother or your f thL r
were in the enemy's army, it would be youe

ftly t6 endryour to shoot him as if he we10
' Poor Augustus shuddered at the bare idea of
the possibility of such a case. No" said he
to himself; "I would rather be ast myself
thma kill my dear father or my brother.h
He was now told that he might leave the
room. But he could not do so without taking
have of the colonel who had formerly been so
kind to him. He pn up to him, kised his
hand, bathing it with his tears, and thanked
him for the great kindness he had shown him
up to that time.
- The colonel looked sternly at him, comnpresed
his lips, and said almost roughly, "I cannot
help you, even if I would: your crime is too
great. If you had only offended me, I might
perhaps have forgiven you. But the fact that
yau ha*e so insulted a French officer takes
Aray all your chancee ofescape."
With these words he was turning his back
onlthe poot boy; but the latter said, "Oh,
air, I am not going to ak you for my life. I
have to thank you that they did not shoot me
two months ago But my poor father mad
Mather! Will you tell them that I thlqt of

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them, and loved them always; that I send
them a thousand thanks for the care that they
have always taken of me; and that I"--his
Voice trembled as he hesitatingly uttered the
word-" I was not very sorry to die?"
The colonel only answered with a slight nod
of the head, then turned round and swallowed
a glass of wine.
Captain Warnech," he then said, "you will
give orders for the execution."
A side glance from the French general in-
duced another French officer to say, "I will
accompany your captain."
He bowed an assent, and they left the apart-
ment with Augustus and the guard. They
found Sergeant Hoier awaiting them outside
with twenty-four men, four of whom were pro-
vided with spades and shovels A drummer
from time to time beating a muffled tattoo
opened the procesion which was to lead AugPw
tus to his death.
A little beyond the last house in the tra,
the men who were provided with spades pro-
eseded to dig a hole, to serve as a grave
for por Augustus; and the earth was soo
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on, the soldiers with their muskets stood roua
the poor boy in gloomy silene. He likewise
did not utter a word. No one endeavored to
comfort him; no kind hand wiped away the
large drops of perspiration that stood on his
pale face; no minister was there to bless him
and pray with him. Hoier was evidently
struggling with himself Looking at the young
prisoner, who stood with his eyes fixed on the
ground, except wAn he occasionally mied
them to Heaven, he stroked his beard, as if
undecided what to do.
"As sure as my name is Christopher," mut-
tered he, "I can't keep it from the poor bly.
The fright might do him as much harm a our
basl "Let ten men," added he aloud, "dst
forward to fre: if the prisoner doi not fa,
lt ten more step up, and do their work bettr.
Take aim as near the middle of the body as
you can, and then yap can't very well uni.
Now, my poor fellow," maid he to Augustmas
"ofae, I must lead you to your resting-place. "
These words roused Augustus from his stupp
Summoning all his fortitude he said, "Iaa
we, comrades; take a sure aim, that I my
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Yes, yes," they cried with one voice.
Hoier now led the prisoner up to the heap
of sand. As they were walking, he said kindly
to him, "Have you anything upon your mind I"
Augustus heaved a deep sigh. "No," said
he slowly; but he soon recollected himself, and
quickly added, "Yes, indeed; the Russian girl
-I am paying dear for saving her. But pro-
mise me, Father Hoier, to take care of her; and
when you can, to give her. p to her parents."
"As true as Christopher is alive it shall be
done," returned the sergeant.
They hid now reached the heap of earth.
SKneel down, my poor boy," commanded Hoier;
"I will bind your eyes." He drew out his
blue handkerchief, and laid it over his eyes.
Augustus could not forbear trembling.
*Perceiving this the sergeant again muttered
to himself," I can't help it, colonel It's no use
trying not to- Whatever you may say, I
cau't help.it." He continued aloud, "You need
not think of making your last prayer to'od
now, my man. And yet, perhaps, you had better
say a short prayer, that this evil matter may
end well." .
Augustus clasped his hands together, and

with trembling lip but great devotion repeated
the Lord's Prayer.
"Singular!" sid Hoier to himself, "that
those who are going to die should say the Lord's
Prayer, when they don't want their daily bread
any longer. I suppose, in their fright and dis-
tress, they can think of no prayer but what
they learnt when they were little children
But what signifies --the great God knows best
what they want."
When Augustus had finished, the sergeant
said a few words to him in a low voice, which
made him tremble. more violently than before
This annoyed Hoier very' much. Comrade,"
said he to the boy, don't be a coward. Kneel
stiff and straight, so that you may not fall
before the balls reach you, and so lengthie
your trouble." He turned to his men, who 1ad
loaded their muskets in readiness to obey his
commands. Ten men stepped to within'about
twelve paces of Augustus. The captain com-
maded, "Shoulder arms-present-fire!"
Pu-ff went the ten muskets; Augustus
sak lifeless upon the heap of sand ad fell
into the grave that had been prepared for
him. ,uick as thought Hoier sprang to-him,

drew the handkerchief from his head, and
examining the body, cried, "Well done, boys!
no less than six balls have passed through his
With the assistance of one of the spade-
bearers he placed the body straight in the
grave, and then they laboured at shovelling
the heap of sand into it.
Captain Warnech now took the arm of the
French captain, who had been a most attentive
spectator of all that had passed; and they
walked with rapid steps to the town, hoping
doubtless still to be in time to enjoy their share
of the dinner.
They were no sooner out of sight than the
labourers left off filling up the grave, which
indeed they had in the first instance only pre-
tended to do. The body of Augustus still lay
uncovered with sand. The other soldiers drew
near the grave, and formed a close circle round
it. The first thing they did was to put out of
their mouths the bullets which they had secretly
bitten from their cartridges before firing; and
then all joined in a hearty laugh at the idea of
the trick they had played upon the French.
"That's what you call shooting in the French

fashion," mid one. "The boasters themselves
taught us how to do it. How many of their
people have they shot who ran away afterwards
quite safe and sound I 'Tis only tit for tat."
"The French colonel," chimed in a second,
"seemed to fear something of the kind. That
was the reason he sent one of his people."
A great many merry speeches passed among
the soldiers, for all were rejoiced at the success
that had attended their manoeuvre. Hoier, too,
was in the best of humours; and taking the
hand of Augustus, who still lay apparently
dead, he said with a solemn voice, My boy, I
desire you to stand up."
But Augustus did not obey; he lay in a deep
swoon, stiff and pale.
"Silly boy said Hoier, drawing a brandy
lask from his pocket, "to think so much of a
trifle. When you have been in a dozen battles,
you will all such a thing as this mere child's
So saying, he rubbed the poor boy's face and
temples with the spirit. As he gradually re-
vived, he found himself indeed alive. No bullet
Iad passed through him. His comrades had
indeed fired at him, but it was with blank

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cartridges; and this was what Hoier had'told
him would be the case, but he had not be-
lieved what he said.
Sobbing with joy, he shook hands with his
comrades. But does the colonel know about
it?" he inquired; "he seemed so angry with
That was only in appearance," answered
Hoier; because the Frenchmen were watching
him. Do you understand me We dared not
have acted this comedy without his consent.
'Hoier,' says he to me, 'be well prepared: I
could never be happy again if that good lad
were sent to the dogs for performing such a
noble action' "
"How kind of the colonel!" said Augustus
joyfully. I would go through fire and water
for him; and for you, too, Father Hoier; and
indeed, comrades, for you all."
"Well,". laughed Hoier, "it comes with a
good grace from you to talk of running through
fire for us, for you are evidently a first-rate
hand at it. But hum, hum at present; yodr
kind offers will do us no good, for you must
leave us."
Leave youth" said Augustus, quite frightened.

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'Yes; you must go, and that directly," re-
turned Heier. How could you think of any-
thing else t If you stayed here, the whole afir
would come to light, and our colonel would get
into hot water. Indeed, if we stay here much
longer we shall excite suspicion. Here's an old
smookfrock which you can draw over your uni-
form. And yonder-look there-yonder, behind
that garden-wall, you will find your little friend
waiting for you. You had better go with her
to the Rssians. If you do not like being with
them, and can find no other way of getting
home, you can at nyrate join us again when
the fair of to-day is a little forgotten."
Augustus took a sorrowful leave of his com-
paions; begged Hoier to tell the colonel how
grateful he was; and then hastened away imme-
diately to join the little Rusian maiden.
He discovered her where Hoier had said; and
having found a safe place of concealment for
-the aight, they turned their footsteps at the
earliest dawn towards the burned village, where
Marie hoped to discover some traces of her

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Although his uniform was concealed by a
smockfrock, Augustus did not dare to make use
of the common highway, for fear of being recog-
nised and again taken prisoner. He and Marie,
therefore, chose the more unfrequented paths,
though taking care at the same time to keep
the high road in sight, and to avoid the troops
that were marching upon it.
The distance between the two places was not
very great, but the fugitives had to make so
many turnings and windings that they increased
it more than half. Augustus, however, did not
feel the slightest fatigue. He was so .rejoiced
at having escaped a violent death, that he
would have run any distance to place himself in
safety. But he was afraid of fatiguing the little
girl, who of course was not accustomed to such
long journeys on foot as he was. He therefore
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Marie felt. She always denied being tired; but
Augustus knew very well it was her anxiety
about her parents that kept her in an excited,
feverish state, and gave her for the time un-
natural strength. It was now mid-day, and
the sun burned more fiercely than Augustus
imagined it could do in Russia. Whenever
they came near a spring, a brook, or even a
pool of standing water, they quenched their
thirst; but neither of them thought of eating.
At length they saw *the ruins of the burned
village in the distance. The sun was setting,
and a splendid glow gilded the sky, as well as
the land, which bore the sad marks of war and
oppression. Marie hastened more quickly than
ever to the remains of the village that had once
been her home. Augustus followed, begging
her to be cautious. This advice was not needed,
however, for no human being Iwas to be per-
ceived in any direction. Poor Marie sank upon
the threshold of the mill-house weeping bitterly.
The threshold was almost the only part that
remained entire. Augustus, sitting down by
her side, gave himself up to his thoughts
Where could those thoughts turn but to his
beloved home, and the loving parents he had

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ldit The road that led to them now lay before
him-he was free-and there was .no one to
prevent him from returning to his native
country. His heart bounded with joy at the
thought. The hundreds of miles that separated
him from it, the perils of the journey, and his
total want of money, were no obstacles in his
eyes: nothing dismayed him. Even if he
should have to beg his bread, he would joy-
fully set out, with home in prospect.
Oh, dear father, mother, Bertha, and
Robert: he cried out, leaping up as he spoke,
and stretching out his arms; what joy to see
you all again!"
SA low suppressed sob by his side woke him
from his delightful dream of happiness, and re-
minded, him that he was not alone-that he was
pot his own master.
His gladness was now changed to bitter
sorrow. He looked mournfully at his young
companion, who, like him, was repeating the
beloved.words, father and mother, while she
shed scalding tears at their loss. A powerful
conflict now took place in the little boy's mind:
could he, dare he venture to commence such a
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take her away for me from her native oouZry
and from her parents t Or should he leaveer
alone to find her way to them Helpless and
weak, would not her destruction be almost cer-
tain He looked compassionately and kindly
at the weeping child. Had he not rated her
life at the risk of losing his own ? And should
he do nothing more, after doing so much, and
so make that life valueless? Augustus fought
boldly with the temptation to return home, and
at length he conquered.
"Do not cry, Marie," he said boldly and
cheerfully; we will go now and look for your
parents somewhere else. Shall we try the plae
to which you said the other inhabitants of'the
village had gone? I think that: will be the
best way."
Augustus had strengthened his soul, and he
now wanted to do the same to his body. He
felt the calls of hunger unusually loud; but
how should he quiet them ?
"What have you in your little bundle I" he
suddenly inquired of Marie, as he at that mo-
ment caught sight of a small wallet that hang
At her side.
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me," amwerd Marie, wiping away her tear
with the corner of her apron.
"That must have been Hoier," said Augustus
as he opened the bundle. He found just what
he had expected-bread, meat, and a small
lask of brandy. Marie and he took a hearty
meal. The sorrows of the young are violent, but
they do not last long. The youthful pair were
quite refreshed and invigorated as they left the
village and wandered in search of the inhabi-
tants. The evening grew darker, the stars
appeared, but it still remained warm, and the
air was clear No sound was to be heard, but
perfect stillness reigned around. The wanderers
walked on cheerfully.
"Ah, see!" said Augustus joyfully, point-
ing with his hand to an object in the middle
of their path; "that is a good sign: where you
see a dog, you may be pretty sure to find men.
There is one! it must be a shepherd's dog."
Marie looked up, but immediately drew him
back, though she did not seem much frightened
as she said in a low voice, That is a wolf and
not a dog!"
A wolf!" exclaimed Augustus with horror;
and he put his hand to his left side, where he

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was acenstomed to wear his word, but he feud
none. It had been taken fronr him when he
was made prisoner. "A wolf we are lost!
But let us ran away; perhaps he has not ob-
served us"
. Marie now became affected with his fear; but
she said, rather anxiously, My father told me,
if any one runs away from them, the wolves are
sure to run after them."
"But," returned Augustus, "what shall we
do I Shall we let him eat us up without trying
to prevent it ?"
"Oh, no said Marie almost laughing; "it
isn't so bad as that. My father says it is only
in winter, and that in the most severe seasons
that a wolf attacks men. And then only when
he is terribly hungry; but if he were so now he
would howl, and not sit there so quietly."
Augustus stood undetermined what course to
pursue. He looked at the wolf: the wolf looked
at him. At last he was tired of this occupation.
" We can't stand here the whole night," said he
to Marie; let us move a little away from him."
But suppose he should come after us i" said
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wont wait any longer," at length he said im-
patiently. "Am I not a soldier Did not I
run into the fire one day, and was shot at the
next ? And shall I be afraid of a stupid wolf I
Stay, old fellow, I will teach you to open that
great mouth of yours!" He picked up a heavy
stone, and added, "Now, Marie, if the wolf
should spring at me, run away as fast as you
can. While I fight with him, you can get into
a place of safety. Oh, if I only had my sword!"
As he spoke these words he threw the stone
at the wolf It struck his head with a hollow
sound. Augustus waited rather anxiously the
effect of his proseding. A much heavier weight
than the stoe he had thrown at the wolf fell
from his heart as he.saw the fearful animal
slowly rise and slink away with his tail between
his legs
"Bravo I bravo !" shouted Augustus quite re-
lieved.. "Just let him dare to look at us again
I will break his head for him the next time!"
.As they pursued their journey, they looked
round on all sides for the wolf but it was no-
where to be seen. Augustus was in high spirits,
more especially as he soon after found a thick
udgel, with which he armed himselE

"There maid he joyfully. "Now I am *6
armed! I should like to beat soh a tattoo
his skull that he would never forget it."
As soon as Augustus's warlike spirit had
a little evaporated, and given place to more
sobriety of mood, he said, "Marie, can you see
no village or house? Is there no light visible
anywhere ?"
"No," returned Marie yawning.
"I suppose," continued Augustus, that black
thing before us is a forest ?"
"Yes, it is a forest," answered the little girl.
"Our way lies directly through it."
"Suppose," said Augustus, "we should find
a number of wolves there, with one blow 6f
"Bow, wow!" barked a huge dog, rumninr
towards them.
"Stand back!" cried Augustus, rasing his
cudgel: "three steps forward, and you are a
dead dog" i
The dog certainly could not have understood
the language he spoke. Without heeding in the
slightest degree the threats and bearing bf
Augustus, he rushed furiously upon him. Down
went the stick; but the dog very elevWly avoided

the blow, and seized the other end of the cudgel
between his teeth. Augustus could not get it
away from him. On the contrary, the dog kept
biting higher and higher up the stick, so that at
last Augustus was obliged to leave hold, as the
dog had nearly reached his hand. The latter
then jumped upon his breast, ana threw him
Poor Augustus was very much startled, and
began to fear that this time he should not
escape. But the dog did not attempt to hurt
him. It stood quietly over him; only at the
slightest movement on the part of the boy it
showed its teeth and snarled.
"Lie perfectly still," said Marie, and he will
not hurt you."
Augustus had no choice: he was compelled to
follow her advice. Just then he heard approach.
ing footsteps, and a voice addressing them in
the Russian language.
Marie answered quickly and fearlessly. On
looking up, Augustus saw two men standing
before him, armed with muskets. At their de-
sire Marie told Augustus to rise. Reddening
from shame at having been conquered by a dog,
the boy stood up. He followed the men without

saying a word, while they spoke with Marie.
On entering a dell in the forest they found a
fire, surrounded by a number of wild-looking
Russians All rose as the little wanderers en-
tered the circle. Augustus gased with a feeling
of apprehension at their suspicious and fierce
countenances, and he stood within the circle like
a criminal But Marie was his guardian angel
She told the whole history to the Russians of
all that had passed on the preceding days.
How much Augustus now wished that he under-
stood Russe! One comfort was, that Marie could
interpret everything to him. He learnt from
her that neither her parents nor any of her
acquaintances were of the party, and that these
men were lying in wait for any Frenchmen they
might find aone, that they might kill them.
He, however, had nothing to fear, if he would
only promise not to go over to the enemy. This
Marie had taken upon herself already to pro-
The little travellers were, beginning to be
overpowered with sleep and fatigue. Couches
of dried leaves were prepared for them, when,
covered with a few clothes, they slept until the

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Augustus now taught the band of Russian
peasants to act as drummers, the drums they
used being of a very rough kind. Marie trans-
lated his directions. The drummer's pupils
raised a fearful noise with their first attempts
"I wish friend Hoier could see me," said
Augustus laughing. "How surprised he would
be to find me turned drummer again I But r
must get credit by my scholars I hope in a
short time they will be able to imitate me."
So chattered our little friend the drumming-
master. But we must now, in a few words,
inform-our readers how our hero came to play
such a part.
After the two little wanderers had left the
men in the forest, they travelled from place to
place in search of Marie's parents; but all in
vain. At first, wherever they went, they were
amply supplied with food, though their unsettled
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Before long, however, what with, the ravages
made by the enemy, *ad the destruction made
by the peasants themselves to prevent the
French from obtaining supplies, food. became
very scarce, and the poor boy and girl had
to encounter many unkind looks and hard
words when they begged for something to eat.
In the meantime bands of .Russians began to
assemble from all quarters, in obedience to the
emperor's command, to range themselves under.
his standard, and oppose the hated enemy.
The wanderers arrived at one of these appointed
rendezvous. The arrival of Augustus, and his
skill as. a drummer, were .not long a s:eoret.
The Russian authorities gave him the choice of
being treated as a prisoner of war, or of adopt-
ing Russia for his country, and assisting -in its
defence. He resolved upon the latter; and
that the more readily, because, all that .was
required of him was the exercise of his skill as a
drummer. He and Marie, therefore, had quar-
ters assigned them; he received food and pay
in the Russian service, and, as we have seen,
soon commenced playing the master upon a
small scale.
Narie was the more easily consoled .for the

absence of her parents, because she loved Augug-
tus as if he were her brother, and he took quite
a father's care of her. Many weeks passed away
in this manner. But gradually poor Augustus
became a prey to most grievous home-sicknesw
Whole nights he could not sleep, from a yearn-
ing to see his native country, and his beloved
friends once more. He could not reconcile
himself to the Russian manners and customs.
Every day he saw the knout cruelly inflicted
upon many military delinquents. Nay, even
the officers themselves were sometimes obliged
patiently to submit to a box on the ear from
those who happened to be above them. Often
he trembled for his own back, though he had
fortunately escaped hitherto.
One evening, as usual, he had fallen asleep
thinking of his distant home: he dreamed that
he was in his native town, when peace had just
been proclaimed. The streets were full of people,
rejoicing and shouting with delight. The thun-
dering of cannon and the pealing of bells could
be' heard. Suddenly the noise became louder
and more deafening; the firing appeared to be
nearer; the windows shook with the clatter;
a bright light seemed to surround the dreamer

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