Bismarck : $b some secret pages of his history (Vol. 1 of 3). Being a diary kept by Dr. Moritz Busch during twenty-five years' official and private intercourse with the great ChancellorBusch, Moritz
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Bismarck : $b some secret pages of his history (Vol. 1 of 3). Being a diary kept by Dr. Moritz Busch during twenty-five years' official and private intercourse with the great Chancellor
Busch, Moritz
Bismarck, Otto, Fürst von, 1815-1898
Hatzfeldt’s appointment as Prefect led to the mention of other Prefects
and Commissaries _in spe_. Doubt having been expressed as to the
capacity of some of them, the Minister remarked: “Our officials in
France may commit a few blunders, but they will be soon forgotten if
the administration in general is conducted energetically.”
The conversation having turned on the telegraph lines which were being
so rapidly erected in our rear, somebody told the following story.
The workmen who found that their poles were stolen and their wires
cut, asked the peasants to keep guard over them during the night. The
latter, however, refused to do this, although they were offered payment
for it. At length they were promised that the name of each watchman
should be painted upon every pole. This speculation on French vanity
succeeded. After that the fellows in the long nightcaps kept faithful
watch, and no further damage was done.
_Friday, August 26th._--We are to move forward to Saint Ménehould,
where our troops have captured 800 mobile guards. Early in the day I
wrote an article about the franctireurs, dealing in detail with the
false view which they take of what is permissible in war.
We moved forward on the 26th, not to Saint Ménehould, however,
which was still unsafe, being infested by franctireurs and mobile
guards, but to Clermont en Argonne, where we arrived at 7 o’clock
in the evening. On our way we passed through several rather large
villages with handsome old churches. For the last couple of hours
military policemen were stationed along the road at intervals of about
200 paces. The houses, which were built of grey sandstone and not
whitewashed, stood close together. The whole population shuffled about
in clumsy wooden shoes, and the features of the men and women, of whom
we saw great numbers standing before the doors, were, so far as I could
observe in a passing glance, almost invariably ugly. Probably the
people thought it necessary to remove the prettier girls to a place of
safety out of the way of the German birds of prey.
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