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Entirely free from the trappings of high command, and with nothing to distinguish him from any other soldier save the well-worn stars on the collar of his uniform-coat, the commander-in-chief was recognizable at the very first glance, and no less the simple and kindly gentleman.
"They took off my fine clothes, and in order that they might not lose me, they branded me on the arm with a hot iron." The felon threw off his uniform-coat as he spoke, drew his dirty shirt from his left shoulder, and showed Timar, with a bitter laugh, the mark still fiery red on his arm. "Look you, it was on your account that they branded me like a foal or a calf, lest I should go astray.
Then, yielding to a vague hope for so cruel a reality did not appear possible he hastily emptied the contents of the knapsack on the table his poor half-worn clothes his old uniform-coat of the horse-grenadiers of the Imperial Guard, a sacred relic for the soldiers but, turn and return them as he would, he found neither his purse, nor the portfolio that contained his papers, the letters of General Simon, and his cross.
The lapels and collar of his uniform-coat had been treated to a vigorous brushing. In fact, he was arrayed for action: to step down the hill in an hour's time, to call upon Mr. Fossell at the Bank and draw his pay, if any should be forthcoming. "Good morning, Major!" "Good morning, Sir Cæsar." The Commandant nodded towards a chair. "I thank you."
On the other bank we shall all unite, take Sarrebruck, advance by forced marches upon Metz, and " "Your excellency," shouted the pipe-master, throwing open the door, "a courier from the King of Prussia, from Frankfort-on-the-Main!" "Let him come in!" cried Blucher, hastily throwing off his military cloak, and putting on his uniform-coat.
This was a tall old man with large, white mustache and neglected beard; he walked with difficulty with the help of a wooden leg, and wore a uniform-coat of green with an orange-colored collar; a wallet of leather slung on his back carried his modest baggage; he supported himself on a thick cane made from the dogwood tree, and on his head was a big Hungarian cap of black worn fur, which descending to his eyebrows, gave him the most savage air in the world; his hair, as white as his mustache, tied with a leathern string, formed a long queue which fell to his shoulders; his skin was tanned, his eyes were bright and lively, though age had bowed his tall stature.
Thankful for my life, I threw off my saber and my tight uniform-coat, gave my pistols to a cavalryman near by, and started in search of another horse. General Breckenridge had told me in the morning, if my horse was killed to take the first unemployed one I could find.
Then, yielding to a vague hope for so cruel a reality did not appear possible he hastily emptied the contents of the knapsack on the table his poor half-worn clothes his old uniform-coat of the horse-grenadiers of the Imperial Guard, a sacred relic for the soldiers but, turn and return them as he would, he found neither his purse, nor the portfolio that contained his papers, the letters of General Simon, and his cross.
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