He smiled, actually smiled, secure now that he was at last a prisoner.

Another officer came into the room and said: 

“Colonel, the enemy has escaped; several seem to have been wounded.  We are in possession.”

The big officer, who was wiping his forehead, exclaimed:  “Victory!”

And he wrote in a little business memorandum book which he took from his pocket: 

“After a desperate encounter the Prussians were obliged to beat a retreat, carrying with them their dead and wounded, the number of whom is estimated at fifty men.  Several were taken prisoners.”

The young officer inquired: 

“What steps shall I take, colonel?”

“We will retire in good order,” replied the colonel, “to avoid having to return and make another attack with artillery and a larger force of men.”

And he gave the command to set out.

The column drew up in line in the darkness beneath the walls of the chateau and filed out, a guard of six soldiers with revolvers in their hands surrounding Walter Schnaffs, who was firmly bound.

Scouts were sent ahead to reconnoitre.  They advanced cautiously, halting from time to time.

At daybreak they arrived at the district of La Roche-Oysel, whose national guard had accomplished this feat of arms.

The uneasy and excited inhabitants were expecting them.  When they saw the prisoner’s helmet tremendous shouts arose.  The women raised their 10 arms in wonder, the old people wept.  An old grandfather threw his crutch at the Prussian and struck the nose of one of their own defenders.

The colonel roared: 

“See that the prisoner is secure!”

At length they reached the town hall.  The prison was opened and Walter Schnaffs, freed from his bonds, cast into it.  Two hundred armed men mounted guard outside the building.

Then, in spite of the indigestion that had been troubling him for some time, the Prussian, wild with joy, began to dance about, to dance frantically, throwing out his arms and legs and uttering wild shouts until he fell down exhausted beside the wall.

He was a prisoner-saved!

That was how the Chateau de Charnpignet was taken from the enemy after only six hours of occupation.

Colonel Ratier, a cloth merchant, who had led the assault at the head of a body of the national guard of La Roche-Oysel, was decorated with an order.

AT SEA

The following paragraphs recently appeared in the papers: 

“Boulogne-Sur-Mer, January 22.—­Our correspondent writes: 

“A fearful accident has thrown our sea-faring population, which has suffered so much in the last two years, into the greatest consternation.  The fishing smack commanded by Captain Javel, on entering the harbor was wrecked on the rocks of the harbor breakwater.

“In spite of the efforts of the life boat and the shooting of life lines from the shore four sailors and the cabin boy were lost.