The International Magazine, Volume 4, No. 5, December 1851Various
History
The International Magazine, Volume 4, No. 5, December 1851
Various
Art, Modern -- 19th century -- Periodicals; Literature, Modern -- 19th century -- Periodicals; Science -- History -- Periodicals
That evening Count Milarodowich, who was struggling with the agonies
of death, expressed a wish to see the bullet which had given him his
mortal wound. The chirurgeon, who had successfully traced and extracted
the ball, put it into his patient's hand. The expiring warrior
carefully examined the missive, its weight, and form, and found it
deficient in calibre. "I am satisfied," said he, "that ball was aimed
by no soldier." Five minutes after these words, he breathed his last.
He then paid the debt of nature, the only debt he ever paid in his
life. Handsome, valiant, the finest horseman in the army, and the idol
of his own soldiers, the Russian Murat lost his life by the hand of
a Russian, but not of a Russian soldier. The rival of the _cidevant_
King of Naples loved display in every shape; but the field of battle,
at the head of his cavalry, was the theatre on which he best loved to
exhibit his martial form, splendid horsemanship, and daring courage.
The gaming-table found him as reckless of his fortune as the field
of his life, and the bravest cavalry general in the Russian service
was a ruined gamester, loaded with debts which his death acquitted by
leaving him insolvent. In paying the debt of nature Count Milarodowich
surrendered his only personal possession.
The next day, at nine o'clock in the morning, while the population of
his capital was yet uncertain whether the rebellion was effectually
crushed, Nicholas, Emperor of Russia, gave his hand to the Empress
to assist her into a droski which stood before the gates of the
winter-palace, and drove through the streets of St. Petersburg. He
stopped before the barracks as if to offer his bold bosom to the
bullet or the steel of the assassin. The sight of his fine countenance,
shadowed by the floating plumes of his military hat, far from exciting
treasonable demonstrations, awakened lively expressions of loyalty and
devotion to his person, and cries of "Long live Nicholas!" greeted his
fortunate rashness. The Russian people knew and recognized in him a
brave man and great sovereign.
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