Harper's New Monthly Magazine, Vol. V, No. XXIX., October, 1852Various
Religion
Harper's New Monthly Magazine, Vol. V, No. XXIX., October, 1852
Various
American literature -- Periodicals; Civilization -- Periodicals; Culture -- Periodicals
"I felt stout-hearted now; many people would have done as I did; many
would, like myself, have been struck with these prophetic words.
Conscript as I was, I felt that I could confide my sentiments to no
one, and that I ought only to appear coolly intrepid.
"At the lapse of about half an hour the fire of the Russians sensibly
diminished; and then we sallied from our cover, to march upon the
redoubt.
"Our regiment was composed of three battalions. The second was ordered
to turn the redoubt on the side of the defile; the two others were
ordered to make the assault. I belonged to the third battalion.
"In moving out from behind the shoulder of the rising ground which
had hitherto protected us, we were met by volleys of musketry, which,
however, did little execution among our ranks. The whistling of the
bullets surprised me; I frequently turned my head, and thus excited
considerable pleasantry among those of my comrades who were more
familiar than myself with this kind of music. Taking all things, said I
to myself, a battle is not so terrible a thing after all.
"We advanced at a running pace, preceded by the skirmishers. All at
once the Russians set up three hurras--three distinct hurras; then they
remained silent, and entirely ceased firing. 'I don't like this quiet,'
said my captain, 'it bodes us no good.' I found our people becoming
rather blustering, and I could not help at the moment contrasting their
noisy exclamations with the imposing silence of the enemy.
"We soon reached the foot of the redoubt, the palisades of which had
been broken and the earth scattered by our cannon-balls. The soldiers
rushed over the ruins, with cries of _Vive l'Empereur!_ louder than one
could have expected of men who had already been shouting so much.
"I raised my eyes, and never shall I forget the scene which I saw
before me. The greater part of the smoke had risen, and hung, suspended
like a canopy, twenty feet above the redoubt. Beyond a bluish vapor, we
could see behind their half-destroyed parapet the Russian grenadiers,
with muskets raised, immovable as statues. I think I still see each
soldier, his left eye fixed on us, his right hidden behind his musket.
In an embrasure, some feet from us, a man, holding a match, stood
beside a cannon.
"I shuddered, and I thought that my last hour was come. 'Now the dance
is about to begin!' said my captain. 'Good-night!' These were the last
words I heard him speak.
"A roll of drums resounded through the redoubt. I saw them lower
their muskets. I shut my eyes, and then I heard a terrific discharge,
followed by cries and groans. I opened my eyes again, surprised to find
myself still unharmed. The redoubt was again enveloped in smoke. I was
surrounded by dead and wounded. My captain lay stretched at my feet.
His head was pounded by a bullet, and I was spattered with his blood
and his brains. Of all my company, there remained alive only six men
besides myself.
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