the evening before, Monsieur le Sous-Pré-| became officers; those who knew somefet of Sarrebourg had come himself to ap- thing of war, like Mariet and Werner, point the officers of the National Guard. were privates, or at the most sergeants. This is what I had learnt at the Vacheron All this showed me that Cousin George brewery, where I had stopped, leaving my was right in saying that we should be drivcart outside at the corner of the "Trois en like beasts, and that our chiefs were void Pigeons." of common sense.

Everybody was talking about our victory at Sarrebrück, especially those cuirassiers who were emptying bottles by the hundred, to allay the dust of the road. They looked quite pleased, and were saying that war on a large scale was beginning again, and that the heavy cavalry would be in demand. It was quite a pleasure to look on them, with their red ears, and to hear them rejoic ng at the prospect of meeting the enemy soon.

In the midst of all these swarms of people, of servants running, citizens coming and going, I could have wished to see Jacob; but where was I to look for him? At last I recognized a lad of our village Nicolas Maisse the son of the woodturner, our neighbour, who immediately undertook to find him. He went out, and in a quarter of an hour Jacob appeared.


The poor fellow would embrace me. The tears came into my eyes.

“Well now,” said I," sit down. Are you pretty well?"

"I had rather be at home," said he.


Yes, but that is impossible now; you must have patience."

Looking at all these people coming and going, the time passed away. About eight o'clock, as we were hungry, and I wished to keep my boy with me as long as I could I sent for a good salad and sausages, and we were eating together, with full hearts to be sure, but with a good appetite. But a few moments after the retreat, just when the cuirassiers were going to camp out, and their officers, heavy and weary, were going to rest in their lodgings, a few bugle notes were sounded in the place d'armes, and we heard a cry-"To horse! to horse!"


Immediately all was excitement. despatch had arrived - the officers put on their helmets, fastened on their swords, and came out running through the gate of Germany. Countenances changed; every one asked, "What is the meaning of this?"

At the same time the police inspector came up; he had seen my cart, and cried, Strangers must leave the place - the gates are going to be closed."

Then I had only just time to embrace my son, to press Nicolas' hand, and to start at a sharp gallop for the gate of France. I also invited young Maïsse to take a The drawbridge was just on the rise as I glass with us, and both complained bitter- passed it-five minutes after I was gally that Mathias Heitz, junior, had been loping along the white high-road by moonmade a lieutenant, who knew no more light, on the way to Metting. Outside of the science of war than they did, on the glacis, there was not a sound; and who now had ordered of Kuhn, the the pickets had been drawn, and the tailor, an officer's uniform, gold-laced two regiments of cavalry were on the road up to the shoulders. Yet Mathias was to Saverne. a friend of Jacob's. But justice is jus


This piece of news filled me with indignation: what should Mathias Heitz be made an officer for? He had never learnt anything at college; he would never have been able to earn a couple of liards whilst our Jacob was a good miller's apprentice.

It was abominable. However, I made no remark, I only asked if Jean Baptiste Werner, who had a few days before joined the artillery of the national guard, was an officer too?

Then they replied angrily that Jean Baptiste Werner, in spite of his African and Mexican campaigns, was only a gunner in the Mariet battery, behind the powder magazines. Those who knew nothing

I arrived home late-everybody was asleep in our village; nobody suspected what was about to happen within a week.


THE whole way I thought of nothing but the cuirassiers. This order to march immediately appeared to me to betoken no good; something serious must have occurred: and as, upon the stroke of eleven, I was putting my horses up, after having put my cart under its shed, the idea came into my head that it was time now to hide my money. I was bringing back from Saverne sixteen hundred livres: this heavy leathern purse in my pocket was perhaps what reminded me. I remembered what cousin George had said about Ualans and

other scamps of that sort, and I felt a cold, I let down the box, and laid it down level, shiver come over me.

first stamping soil down upon it with my Having, then, gone upstairs very softly, heavy shoes, then gravel, then large I awoke my wife : Get


Catherine." stones, then sand; the mud would cover " What is the matter?

all over of itself; there is always plenty “Get up: it is time to hide our money." of mud in a mill-stream. “ But what is going on? ”

After this I came out again covered "Nothing. Be quiet — make no noise — with mud. I shut down the dam, and the Grédel is asleep. You will carry the water began to rise. About three o'clock basket: put into it your ring and your at the dawn of day the sluice was almost ear-rings, everything that we have got. full. I could have begun grinding again; You hear me! I am going to empty the and nobody would ever have imagined ditch, and we will bury everything at the that in this great whirling stream, nine bottom of it."

feet under water and three feet under Then, without answering, she arose. ground, lay a snug little square box of oak,

I went down to the mill, opened the mounted with iron, with a good padlock back-door softly, and listened. Nothing on it, and more than four thousand livres was stirring in the village; you might inside. I chuckled inwardly, and said: have heard a cat moving. The mill had “ Now let the rascals come! stopped, and the water was pretty high. And Catherine was well pleased too. I lifted the milldam, the water began to But about four, just as I was going up to rush, boiling, down the gulley; but our bed again, comes Grédel, pale with alarm, neighbours were used to this noise even in crying: "Where is the money?their sleep, so all remained quiet.

She had seen the cupboard open and the Then I went in again, and I was busy basket empty. Never had she had such a emptying into a corner the little box of tright in her life before. Thinking that oak in which I keep my tools — the pincers, her marriage-portion was gone, her ragged the hammer, the screwdriver, and the hair stood upon end, she was as pale as a nails, when my wife, in her slippers, came sheet. “ Be quiet,” I said, “the money is downstairs. She had the basket under her in a safe place.” arm, and was carrying the lighted lantern. “ Where?” I blew it out in a moment, thinking : “ It is hidden." “Never was a woman such a fool.”

* Where?" Downstairs I asked Catherine if every- She looked as if she was going to seize thing was in the basket.

me by the collar, but her mother said to “ Yes.”

her: * That is no business of yours.” “Right. But I have brought from Then she become furious, and said, that Saverne sixteen hundred francs: the if we came to die, she would not know wheat and the flour sold well.”

where to find her marriage-portion. I had put some bran into the box; The quarrel annoyed me, and I said to everything was carefully laid in the her: “We are not going to die; on the bottom; and then I put on a padlock, and contrary, we shall live a long while yet to we went out, after having looked to see if prevent you and your Jean-Baptiste from all was quiet in the neighbourhood. The inheriting our goods." sluice was already almost empty; there And thereupon I went to bed, leaving were only one or two feet of water. I Grédel and her mother to come to a settlecleared away the few stones which kept ment together. the rest of the water from running out, All I can say is that girls, when they and went into it with my spade and pick- have got anything into their heads, beaxe as far as just beneath the dam, where come too bold with their parents, and all I began to make a deep hole; the water the excellent training they have had ends was hindering me, but it was flowing still. in nothing. Thank God, I had nothing to

Catherine, above, was keeping watch: reproach myself with on that score, nor sometimes she gave a low “ Hush !” mother either. Grédel had had four times

Then we listened, but it was nothing as many blows as Jacob, because she the mewing of a cat, the noise of the run- deserved it on account of her wanting to ning water - and I went on digging. If keep everything, putting it all into her any one had had the misfortune to sur- own cupboard, and saying, “ There, that's prise us, I should have been capable of mine!" doing him a mischief. Happily no one Yes, indeed, she had had plenty of corcame; and about two o'clock in the morn- rection of that kind: but you cannot beat ing the whole was three or four feet deep.' a girl of twenty, you cannot correct girls at that age; and that was just my misfor- pleased them, everything that helped to tune. It ought to go on for ever! deceive people — like that peaceful plébisWell, it can't be helped.


was truth! She upset the house and the mill from Let us change the subject : the thought top to bottom, she visited the garden, and of these things turns me sick! her mother said to her, “ You see, we have Michel went away, and all that day got it in a safe place; since you cannot might be noticed a stir of excitement in find it the Uhlans won't.”

our village; men coming and going, wo, I remember that just as we were going men watching, people going into the wood up to sleep, that day, the 5th of August, each with a bag, spade and pickaxe; early in the morning, Catherine and I had stables clearing out; a great movement scen Cousin George in his char-e-bancs with faces full of care, and I have always coming down the valley of Dosenheim, and thought that at that moment, every one it seemed to us that he was out very early. was hiding, burying anything he could The village was waking up; other people hide or bury. I was sorry I had not betoo were going to work; I lay down, and gun to sell my corn sooner, when my about cight o'clock my wife woke me tocousin had cautioned me a week before; tell me that_ the postman, Michel, was but my duties as mayor had prevented there. I came down, and I saw Michel me; we must pay for our honours. I had standing in our parlour with his letter-bag still at least four cart-loads of corn in my under his arm. He was thoughtful, and barn now where could I put them? told me that the worst reports were And the cattle, and the furniture, the bedabroad; that they were speaking of a ding, provisions of every sort ? Nerer great battle near Wissembourg, where we will our people forget those days, when had been defeated ; that several main-every one was expecting, listening, and tained that we had lost ten thousand men, saying: “We are like the bird upon the and the Germans seventeen thousand, but twig. We have toiled, and sweated, and that there was nothing certain, because it saved for fifty years, to get a little propwas not known whence these rumours pro- erty of our own; to-morrow shall we have ceeded, only that the commanding officer anything left ? And next week, next of Phalsbourg, Taillant, had proclaimed month shall we not be starving to that morning that the inhabitants would death? And in those days of distress, be obliged to lay in provisions for six shall we be able to borrow a couple of weeks; and, naturally, such a proclama- liards upon our land, or our house ? Who tion set people a-thinking, and they said : will lend to us? And all this on account “ Have we å siege before us? Have we of whom? Scoundrels who have taken us gone back to the times of the great retreat in. and downfall of the first Emperor ? Ah! if there is any justice above, as Ought that for ever to end in the same every honest man believes, these abominafashion?

ble beings will have a heavy reckoning to My wife, Grédel and I, stood listening pay. So many miserable men, women, to Michel with lips compressed, without children await them there; they are there interrupting him.

to deinand satisfaction for all their suffer" And you, Michel,” said I, when he had ings. Yes, I believe it. But they – oh! done, “what do you think of it all ? " they believe in nothing! There are in

"Monsieur le Maire, I am a poor post- deed dreadful brigands in this world! man; I want my place; and if my five All that day was spent thus in weariness hundred francs a year were taken from and anxiety. Nothing was known. We me, what would become of my wife and questioned the people who were coming children?”

from Dosenheim, Neuviller, or from farThen I saw that be considered our pros-ther still, but they gave no answer but pects were not good. He handed me a this : “ Make your preparations ! The letter from Monsieur le Sous-Préfet - it enemy is advancing !" was the last - telling me to watch false And then my stupid fool of a deputy, reports; that false news should be severely Placiard, who for fifteen years did nothing punished, by order of our préfet, Monsieur but cry for tobacco licenses, stamp offices, Podevin.

promotion for his sons, for his son-in-law, We could have wished no better than and even for himself — a sort of beggar that the news had been false! But at who spent his life in drawing up petitions that time, everything that displeased the and denunciations - he came into the mill, sous-préfets, the préfets, the ministers, and saying, “Monsieur le Maire, every thing the Emperor, was false, and everything that is going on well – ça marcbe — the enemy

are being drawn into the plain; they are bourg, and that they were there quietly coming into the net. To-morrow we shall bathing in the Lauter, and washing their hear that they are all exterminated, every clothes, right in front of fifty thousand one!”

Germans, hidden in the woods, without And the municipal councillors, Arnold, mentioning eighty thousand more on our Frantz Sépel, Baptiste Dida, the wood-right, who were only waiting for a good monger, came crowding in, saying that the opportunity to cross the Rhine. They had enemy must be exterminated, that fire been posted, as it were, in the very jaws must be set to the forest of Haguenau to of a wolf

, which had only to give a snap roast them, and so on! Every one had to catch them every one and this had his own plan. What louts men can be ! not failed to take place!

But the worst of it was when my wife, The Germans had surprised our small having learnt from Michel the proclama- army corps the morning before ; fierce entions in the town, went up into our bacon counters had taken place in the vines stores, to send a few provisions to Jacob; around Wissembourg ; our men were short and she perceived our two best hams were of artillery; the Turcos, the light-armed missing, with a cheek, and some sansages inen, and the line had fought like lions, which had been sınoked six weeks.

one to six; they had even taken eight guns Then you should have seen her flying in the beginning of the action; but Gerdown the stairs, declaring that the house man supports coming up in heavy masses was full of thieves; that there was no had at last cut them to pieces; they had trusting anybody; and Grédel crying bombarded Wissembourg, and set fire to louder than she, that surely Frantz, that the town; only a few of ours had been thief of a Badener, had made off with able to retreat to the cover of the woods them. But mother had visited the bacon- of Bitche going up the Vosse. It was room a couple of days after Frantz had said that a general had been killed, and left; she had seen that everything was that villages were lying in ruins. straight; and her wrath redoubled.

It was at Bouxviller that my cousin had Then said Grédel that perhaps Jacob, heard of this disaster, some of the light before leaving home, had put the hams horsemen having arrived the same eveninto bis bag with all the rest ; but mother ing. There was also a talk of deserters, screamed, “ It is a falsehood! I should as if soldiers, after being routed, without have seen it. Jacob has never taken any- knowledge of a woody country full of thing without asking for it. He is an mountains, going straight before them to honest lad."

escape from the enemy, should be deThe clatter of the mill was music com- nounced as deserters. This is one of the pared to this uproar. I could have wished abominations that we have seen since that to take to flight.

time. Many heartless people preferred About seven my cousin came back upon crying out that these poor soldiers had dehis char-à-bancs. He was returning from serted to giving them bread and wine : it Alsace; and I immediately ran into his was more convenient and cheaper. house to hear what news he had. George, * Now," said George, “ all the army of in his large parlour, was pulling off his Strasbourg, and that of the interior, who boots and putting on his blouse when I should have been in perfect order, fresh, entered.

rested, and provided with everything at “ Is that you Christian ?” said he. “Is Haguenau, but the rear of which is still your money safe?”

lagging behind on the railways as far as “ Yes."

Luneville; all these are running down Very well. I have just heard fine there, to check the invasion. Fourteen news at Bouxviller. Our affairs are in regiments of cavalry, principally cuirassplendid order! We have famous gen- siers and chasseurs, are assembling at erals! Oh, yes! here is rather a queer Brumath. Something is expected there; beginning; and, if matters go on in this MacMahon is already on the heights of way, we shall come to a remarkable end." Reichshoffen, with the commander of en

His wife, Marie Anne, was coming in from gineers, Mohl of Ilaguenau, and other staff the kitchen; she laid upon the table a leg of officers, to select his position. As fast as muutton, bread, and wine. George sat the troops arrive they extend before down, and, whilst eating, told me that two Niederbronn. I heard this from some regiments of the line, a regiment of Tur- people who were flying with wives and cos, a battalion of light infantry, and a children, their beds and other chattels on regiment of light horse, with three guns, carts, as I was leaving Bouxviller about had been posted in advance of Wissem-'three o'clock. They wanted to reach the

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fort of Petite Pierre; but hearing that the fort is occupied by a company, they have moved towards Strasbourg. I think they were right. A great city, like Strasbourg, has always more resources than a small place, where they have only a few palisades stuck up to hide fifty men."

This was what Cousin George had learnt that very day.

Hearing him speak, my first thought was to run to the mill, load as much furniture as I could upon two waggons, and drive at once to Phalsbourg; but my cousin told me that the gates would be closed; that we should have to wait out-book. side until the re-opening of the barriers; and that we must hope that it would be time enough to-morrow.

Acording to him, the great battle would not be fought for two or three days yet, because a great number of Germans had yet to cross the river, and that they would, no doubt, be opposed. It is true that the fifty thousand men who had made themselves masters of Wissembourg might descend the Sauer; but then we should be nearly equal, and it was to the interest of the Germans only to fight when they were three to one. George had heard some of ficers discussing this point at the inn, in the presence of many listeners, and he believed, according to this, that the 5th army corps, which was extending in the direction of Metz, by Bitche and Sarreguemines, under the orders of General de Failly, would have time to arrive and support MacMahon. I thought so, too. It seemed a matter of course.

From The Westminster Review.

WE are much indebted to Dr. Bence Jones for his delightful volumes. Notwithstanding his modest disclaimer as to his fitness for the task, we think that no one could be more eminently qualified to write the life of Faraday, than one who was a most intimate friend of his, and who, moreover, is so thoroughly able to appreciate the great advances made by him in the region of science. And our expectation has not been disappointed. The life of a man of science is frequently of interest to men of science only. But Dr. Jones has been so fortunate in his subject and has

1. The Life and Letters of Faraday. By Dr.

BENCE JONES. Second Edition. London: 1870.

2. Faraday as a Discoverer. By J. TYNDALL.

New Edition. London: 1870.

worked up his materials so skilfully, that his book is quite as attractive to the general public, as to those who are within the veil of the temple of science. If we were to find any fault with these volumes, it would be that the connecting statements as to the matter showing Faraday's progress year by year are somewhat stiff and formal, although we must confess that they are given with great clearness and brevity, and very materially assist the reader in understanding the succession of events.

For a fuller account of Faraday's discoveries we must refer to Dr. Tyndall's little This is written in his well-known style, which renders even the most abstruse things clear to those who have made but little advance in scientific attainments. However, the ordinary antipathy to exercising thought will, we fear, make this book "caviare to the general," although the personal reminiscences interspersed among the dry details of scientific pursuits are most interesting.

Michael Faraday was one of the four children of a journeyman blacksmith, who lived for some time at Newington and afterwards in rooms over a coachhouse in Jacob's Well Mews, near Manchester Square, in London. His education consisted of little more than the rudiments of reading, writing, and arithmetic at a common day school. His hours out of school were passed at home and in the streets. At the present day, when everybody's attention is so much engrossed by the subject of education, it is perhaps superfluous to notice what great results were produced by this simple instruction in the three R's. Still it is well to remember that but for this Faraday would never have been able to educate himself by reading the books in his master's shop, and would probably have remained a bookbinder all his life.

"Full many a flower is born to blush unseen
And waste its sweetness on the desert air!
At the age of thirteen he was engaged
as errand boy by a Mr. Riebau, a book-
seller, of No. 2, Blandford Street. Here
one of his duties was to carry round the
papers that were lent out by his master.
His kindness to newspaper boys through-
out his life is a pleasing trait of his charac-
ter. "I always feel," he said, "a tender-
ness for those boys, because I once carried
newspapers myself." The next year, 1805,
he was bound an apprentice without
premium to Mr. Riebau for seven years.
Faraday was not one to be contented with
learning in this long time the arts of book-

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