Tyrol (Austria) -- History -- Uprising of 1809 -- Fiction
"That is well, for there is plenty for you to do. We expect to make
head against the enemy to-morrow, and you must join us with the men of
the lower Innthal."
"Surely. Where are we to march?"
"On Innsbruck."
"Capital! Teimer joins us, of course?"
"With the men of the upper Inn. I shall occupy Mount Brenner, ready to
drop down on the city. The regulars, under General Buol, will be higher
up. Father Joachim will head the peasants on Berg Isel."
"Come, we ought to succeed this time. I hope we shall not only take the
city, but keep it better than we did before. Father Joachim has sent me
an amulet, to keep me from harm. Do you think there's anything in it?"
"Well--what know I? This I know--the Lord of hosts has protected you
and me, my friend, through many dangers, thus far, without e'er an
amulet; so I hope He will continue to do so henceforth."
"Well--yes. Maria wished me to wear it, so I thought it would do no
harm--it makes her easy, you know."
"There's something that would make me easy, my brother, if you will
yield to me--let us seek the blessing of God in prayer."
"Certainly, if you wish it."
They were just in front of a rude cross, sculptured on the face of the
rock. The two men knelt, and fervently prayed aloud, each in turn, for
some minutes. Hofer rose, looking comforted.
"I'm all the better for that," said Speckbacher, heartily.
"How can it be otherwise, brother? God has bidden us cast our care upon
Him; it is our own fault if we do it not."
They proceeded on their way.
"I wonder if Chastelar ever kneels down and prays as we have just
done," said Speckbacher presently.
"There's no saying, brother; I should hope he does. There seems to me
to be little praying in camps. Men touch their hats as they pass a
picture or a crucifix--that is pretty nearly all; outwardly, at least,
which is all we can judge from. But sure I am, that those who prayed
often--from the heart, look you,--would not take God's holy name in
vain."
"How the French curse and swear, Hofer! and yet they say, many of them,
there's no God. They laugh at us for praying for success, because they
say they have it without."
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