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But at last he took out his pencil and wrote the required order, after his own fashion; i.e., in milk and water: On account of the singular ability and courage with which Colonel Dujardin has conducted the operations against the Bastion St.
He added, "Tell Colonel Dujardin I count greatly on the courage and discipline of his brigade, and on his own wise measures." Colonel Dujardin bowed. Then he whispered in the other's ear, "Both will alike be wasted." The other colonels waved their hats in triumph at the commander-in-chief's decision, and Raynal's face showed he looked on Dujardin as a sort of spoil-sport happily defeated.
Riviere explained; "I am not vain," said he, with that self-knowledge which is so general an attribute of human beings; "no man less so, nor am I jealous; but I respect myself, and I could never be content to share your time and your regard with Colonel Dujardin, nor with a much better man. See now; he has made me arrogant. Was I ever so before?"
He then walked up to Josephine, and leaning over her arm, and speaking rather loud, under the impression that her senses were blunted by grief, he said, "Look here: Colonel Dujardin, your husband, deliberately, and with his eyes open, sacrificed his life for me, and for his own heroic sense of honor. Now, it is my turn.
"Well, this Dujardin was housed by you, was nursed by your wife and all the family; and in return has seduced your sister, my affianced." "I can hardly believe that. Camille Dujardin was always a man of honor, and a good soldier." "Colonel, there has been no man near the place but this Dujardin. I tell you it is he.
They ran it out into the cloud of smoke their own guns were belching forth, unseen by the enemy; but they had no sooner twisted it into the line of Long Tom, than the smoke was gone, and there they were, a fair mark. "Back into the trenches, all but one!" roared Dujardin. And in they ran like rabbits. "Quick! the elevation."
"A few minutes' repose, Francois, that is all. Do not let me be disturbed for an hour." "Attention!" cried Francois. "Colonel wants to sleep." The tent was sentinelled, and Dujardin was alone with the past. He took a letter from his bosom: it was almost worn to pieces. He had read it a thousand times, yet he read it again. A part of the sweet sad words ran thus: "We must bow.
We meet with closely analogous facts with insects, for in ants the cerebral ganglia are of extraordinary dimensions, and in all the Hymenoptera these ganglia are many times larger than in the less intelligent orders, such as beetles. Dujardin, 'Annales des Sciences Nat. 3rd series, Zoolog., tom. xiv. 1850, p. 203. See also Mr. Lowne, 'Anatomy and Phys. of the Musca vomitoria, 1870, p. 14.
"If you will do me the honor to step into the battery, I will show you," said the colonel. "If you please," said the aide-de-camp stiffly. Colonel Dujardin took him to the parapet, and began, in a calm, painstaking way, to show him how and why none of his guns could be brought to bear upon Long Tom.
Just then the captain came to find them, and a few minutes later they walked with him down the gangplank, right into a pair of outstretched arms. The arms belonged to Madame Dujardin, their new mother. "I should have known them the moment I looked at them, even if they hadn't been with the captain," she cried to her husband, who stood smiling by her side.
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