by any thing of the kind recorded in history, occurred: a French
soldier and a Mameluke, engaged in mortal struggle on the ground, were
discovered by an officer, just as the Frenchman was cutting the throat
of his enemy. “How can you be guilty of so horrible an action,” said
the officer, “in the state in which you are?” The soldier replied, “You
talk very finely, at your ease, sir; for my own part, however, I have
but a moment to live, and I mean to enjoy it!” The Mamelukes retired,
but they did not fly; and it cost the French torrents of blood before
the victory was completed.
This victory caused Desaix to return once more to Cairo for a
reinforcement, after which the journey towards the south was resumed.
At Miniel Guidi, while Denon was sitting beside the general in the
shade, a criminal, who had been caught in stealing the muskets from the
volunteers, was brought up for judgment. It was a boy not more than
twelve years of age, beautiful as an angel, but bleeding from a large
sabre wound which he had received in his arm. He paid no attention to
his wound, but presented himself with an ingenuous and confident air
before the general, whom he soon discovered to be his judge. How great
is the power of unaffected grace! The anger of every person present
immediately disappeared. He was first questioned respecting the person
who had instigated the crime. “No one,” he replied. The question was
repeated under another form: he answered that “he did not know--the
powerful--the Almighty.”--“Have you any relations?”--“Only a mother,
very poor, and blind.” He was then informed, that if he confessed who
had sent him nothing would be done to him; whereas certain punishment
would ensue upon his concealing the truth. “I have told you,” he said,
“I was sent by no one; God alone inspired me!” Then placing his cap
at the feet of the general, he continued, “Behold my head, command
it to be struck off.”--“Poor fellow!” exclaimed Desaix, “let him be
dismissed.” He was led away, and divining his fate from the looks of
the general, he departed with a smile.
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