Trooper 3809: A Private Soldier of the Third RepublicDecle, Lionel
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Trooper 3809: A Private Soldier of the Third Republic
Decle, Lionel
France. Armée -- Military life
One day having been sent to the lock-up _à l'oeil_, I found that the
Sergeant of the Guard was my friend de Lanoy, and he told me that
I could go and sleep in my own bed. As my punishment had not been
reported, he ran no risk, but unfortunately for me that night I made a
fool of myself. Titi, whom I had told that de Lanoy had excused me from
sleeping in the _Salle de Police_, came to tell me a long story of how
his brother had come to see him on most important business, and how he
could not get leave to go out to him, adding that he was sure I would
help him. I told him that I would willingly do so if I could, and he
then unfolded his plan to me. "You see," he went on, "when the Sergeant
of the Week comes for the roll-call at eight o'clock, the Corporal will
report you as being in the _Salle de Police_, but what you will really
do will be to get into my bed and cover your head well up, so that
your face can't be seen, and then they will think that it is me. In
the meantime I shall have got out, letting myself down from the window
into the street with my forage rope." Foolishly enough, I agreed to the
plan. At a quarter to eight Piatte, who had long left the hospital,
helped me to let Titi down through the window, and as soon as he had
landed safely in the street I went and wrapped myself up in Titi's
bed. Piatte, I must say, tried to dissuade me, but having promised
Titi, I said I would certainly keep my word. I covered up my head, and
soon after, the Sergeant of the Week walked round the room to make the
evening call. When he passed in front of my bed he walked straight up
to me and pulled the blankets off. "What are you doing here?" he cried.
"Sergeant," I replied, "Sergeant de Lanoy has allowed me to sleep here
instead of in the lock-up." "And that is why," he said, "you sleep
in another man's bed, after you have helped him to get out through
the window. You will have four days' _Salle de Police_. And now," he
added, "off you go to the cells." The Sergeant was a new one who had
exchanged into the regiment a few days previously, so he was a stranger
to me, and though immediately after the call I rushed after him, he had
already walked into the Sergeant-major's office and reported the matter
to him. When he came out I asked him to cancel my punishment, not so
much for my sake, as for de Lanoy's, who might be severely punished for
having excused me from sleeping in the cells. The Sergeant expressed
his regret, but told me it was too late, as he had already reported the
matter to the Sergeant-major, adding that he was absolutely unconscious
that by so doing he might bring one of his comrades into trouble. I
advised him to go and see Sergeant Legros at once, in order to urge him
not to lodge a complaint against de Lanoy, adding that I wished to take
the whole blame upon myself.
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