The Plébiscite; or, A Miller's Story of the War: By One of the 7,500,000 Who Voted "Yes"Erckmann-Chatrian
Philosophy
The Plébiscite; or, A Miller's Story of the War: By One of the 7,500,000 Who Voted "Yes"
Erckmann-Chatrian
France -- History -- Third Republic, 1870-1940 -- Fiction
Gredel was quite easy, knowing that Jean Baptiste Werner was with
Garibaldi. I even think she had had news from him; but she showed us
none of his letters, and had again begun to talk about her
marriage-portion, reminding me that her mother had had a hundred louis,
and that she ought to have the same. She insisted upon knowing where
our money was hidden, and I said to her, "Search; if you can find it,
it is yours."
Girls who want to be married are so awfully selfish; if they can only
have the man they want, house, family, native land, all is one to them.
They are not all like that; but a good half. I was so annoyed with
Gredel that I began to wish her Jean Baptiste would come back, that I
might marry them and count out her money.
But more serious affairs were then attracting the eyes of all Alsace
and France.
Gambetta had been blamed for having detached Bourbaki's army to our
succor by raising the blockade of Belfort. It has been said that this
movement enabled the combined forces of Prince Frederick Charles, and
of Mecklenburg, to fall upon Chanzy and overwhelm him, and that our two
central armies ought to have naturally supported each other. Possibly!
I even believe that Gambetta committed a serious error in dividing our
forces: but, it must be acknowledged, that if the winter had not been
against us--if the cold had not, at that very crisis of our fate,
redoubled in intensity, preventing Bourbaki from advancing with his
guns and warlike stores with the rapidity necessary to prevent De
Werder from fortifying his position and receiving
reinforcements--Alsace would have been delivered, and we might even
have attacked Germany itself by the Grand Duchy of Baden. Then how
many men would have risen in a moment! Many times George and I,
watching these movements, said to each other: "If they only get to
Mutzig, we will go!"
Yes, in war everything cannot succeed; and when you have against you
not only the enemy, but frost, ice, snow, bad roads; whilst the enemy
have the railroads, which they had been stupidly allowed to take at the
beginning of the campaign, and are receiving without fatigue or danger,
troops, provisions, munitions of war, whatever they want; then if good
plans don't turn out successful, it is not the last but the first
comers who are to be blamed.
But for the heavy snows which blocked up the roads, Bourbaki would have
surprised Werder. The Germans were expecting this, for all at once the
requisitions began again. The Landwehr, this time from Metz, and
commanded by officers in spectacles, began to pass through our
villages; they were the last that we saw; they came from the farthest
extremity of Prussia. I heard them say that they had been three days
and three nights on the railway; and now they were continuing their
road to Belfort by forced marches, because other troops from Paris were
crowding the Lyons railway.
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