Franco-Prussian War, 1870-1871 -- Fiction; War stories
And by slow degrees that same feeling of discouragement that Maurice
had arrived at by a process of reasoning settled down upon the denser
intellects of the troops who lay there inactive, anxiously awaiting to
see what the end would be. Distrust, as a result of their truer
perception of the position they were in, was obscurely burrowing in
those darkened minds, and there was no man so ignorant as not to feel a
sense of injury at the ignorance and irresolution of their leaders,
although he might not have been able to express in distinct terms the
causes of his exasperation. In the name of Heaven, what were they doing
there, since the Prussians had not shown themselves? either let them
fight and have it over with, or else go off to some place where they
could get some sleep; they had had enough of that kind of work. Since
the departure of the second aide-de-camp, who had been dispatched in
quest of orders, this feeling of unrest had been increasing
momentarily; men collected in groups, talking loudly and discussing the
situation pro and con, and the general inquietude communicating itself
to the officers, they knew not what answer to make to those of their
men who ventured to question them. They ought to be marching, it would
not answer to dawdle thus; and so, when it became known about five
o’clock that the aide-de-camp had returned and that they were to
retreat, there was a sigh of relief throughout the camp and every heart
was lighter.
It seemed that the wiser counsel was to prevail, then, after all! The
Emperor and MacMahon had never looked with favor on the movement toward
Montmedy, and now, alarmed to learn that they were again out-marched
and out-maneuvered, and that they were to have the army of the Prince
of Saxony as well as that of the Crown Prince to contend with, they had
renounced the hazardous scheme of uniting their forces with Bazaine,
and would retreat through the northern strongholds with a view to
falling back ultimately on Paris. The 7th corps’ destination would be
Chagny, by way of Chêne, while the 5th corps would be directed on Poix,
and the 1st and 12th on Vendresse. But why, since they were about to
fall back, had they advanced to the line of the Aisne? Why all that
waste of time and labor, when it would have been so easy and so
rational to move straight from Rheims and occupy the strong positions
in the valley of the Marne? Was there no guiding mind, no military
talent, no common sense? But there should be no more questioning; all
should be forgiven, in the universal joy at the adoption of that
eminently wise counsel, which was the only means at their command of
extricating themselves from the hornets’ nest into which they had
rushed so imprudently. All, officers and men, felt that they would be
the stronger for the retrograde movement, that under the walls of Paris
they would be invincible, and that there it was that the Prussians
would sustain their inevitable defeat. But Vouziers must be evacuated
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