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
I had been doing work with the new _Volontaires_ for a fortnight,
and Sergeant de Cormet hadn't yet found it possible to punish me,
for Lieutenant Amy was always present when we drilled, and de Cormet
himself spent very little time in the schoolroom, leaving one of the
Corporals in charge of it. As, however, the previous year's regulations
as to leave were still in force, de Cormet had always refused to let
me apply for leave. A few months before, I had attained my majority,
and at the beginning of December my solicitors wrote me a most urgent
letter pressing me to come to Paris without delay, to settle some
important matters. I showed this letter to de Cormet, but he absolutely
declined to grant me leave, and the Captain to whom I then went was
equally emphatic in his refusal, adding that I should only get leave
for the New Year provided I was not punished in the interval. As it
was most necessary that I should go to Paris that week, I went to
see the _Adjudant_, Bernard, my former Sergeant-major, and asked him
to let me go to Paris from Saturday afternoon after "stables" until
Monday morning. He at once promised not to report me missing, and
told me to go and settle matters with my Sergeant-major. The latter
readily acquiesced, and suggested a plan which would enable me to
reach Paris before the offices were closed. "Stables" being over at 4
o'clock, I could by catching the 4.30 train reach Paris at 5.30, and
as the offices do not close till 6 o'clock (Saturday half-holidays are
unknown in France), I should be in time to transact my business. My
Sergeant-major, however, remarked that if I wanted to catch the 4.30
train I would have no time to go to the hotel to change my regimentals
for civilian attire, and therefore suggested that I should dress in
civilian clothes in his room and leave barracks by the infantry gate. I
had made it a rule whenever I went to Paris without leave to wear over
my clothes a long blue blouse falling below the knees, with a silk cap
(the costume of the lower classes in the North of France), and I also
wore a false beard and blue spectacles. I donned this attire in the
Sergeant-major's room, and in order that I should have no difficulty
at the gate he accompanied me there, and told the Sergeant that I was
a friend of his who was in a hurry to catch his train, and I was thus
allowed to pass. I reached the station only just in time, and the train
was already moving, so that I had to jump into the carriage nearest at
hand, and received a severe shock at finding myself in company with
two officers of my regiment. Having a newspaper in my pocket, however,
I opened it, and held it in front of my face. My disguise was so
good that the officers had not recognised me when I jumped into the
carriage, but I was afraid that they might become suspicious if I held
a newspaper in front of my face during the whole journey. I therefore
got out of the carriage at the following station, where I had just time
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