Most of the staff--myself among the number--were despatched to the rear
for assistance. I remember, as I rode along at my fastest speed, between
the columns of infantry and the fragments of artillery which covered
the grounds, that a _peloton_ of dragoons came thundering past, while a
voice shouted out “Place! place!” Supposing it was the Emperor himself,
I drew up to one side, and uncovering my head, sat in patience till he
had passed, when, with the speed of four horses urged to their utmost,
a calèche flew by, two men dressed like couriers seated on the box.
They made for the highroad towards Vienna, and soon disappeared in the
distance.
“What can it mean?” said I, to an officer beside me; “not his Majesty,
surely?”
“No, no,” replied he, smiling: “it is General Lebrun on his way to Paris
with the news of the victory. The Emperor is down at Reygern yonder,
where he has just written the bulletin. I warrant you he follows that
calèche with his eye; he'd rather see a battery of guns carried off by
the enemy than an axle break there this moment.”
Thus closed the great day of Austerlitz--a hundred cannons, forty-three
thousand prisoners, and thirty-two colors being the spoils of this the
greatest of even Napoleon's victories.
CHAPTER IV. THE FIELD AT MIDNIGHT.
We passed the night on the field of battle,--a night dark and starless.
The heavens were, indeed, clothed with black, and a heavy atmosphere,
lowering and gloomy, spread like a pall over the dead and the dying. Not
a breath of air moved; and the groans of the wounded sighed through the
stillness with a melancholy cadence no words can convey. Far away in the
distance the moving lights marked where fatigue parties went in search
of their comrades. The Emperor himself did not leave the saddle till
nigh morning; he went, followed by an ambulance, hither and thither over
the plain, recalling the names of the several regiments, enumerating
their deeds of prowess, and even asking for many of the soldiers by
name. He ordered large fires to be lighted throughout the field, and
where medical assistance could not be procured, the officers of the
staff might be seen covering the wounded with greatcoats and cloaks, and
rendering them such aid as lay in their power.
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