cavalry, and infantry marched upon a bridge which they attacked, and this movement, which was concealed by the rising and falling of the ground, was not observed by Napoleon.  I was at that moment near the Emperor, awaiting his orders.  We heard a well-maintained firing of musketry.  The Russians were repulsing one of our brigades.  The Emperor ordered me to take some of the Mamelukes, two squadrons of chasseurs, and one of grenadiers of the Guard, and to go and reconnoitre the state of things.  I set off at full gallop, and soon discovered the disaster.  The Russian cavalry had penetrated our squares, and was sabring our men.  I perceived in the distance some masses of cavalry and infantry; which formed the reserve of the Russians.  At that moment the enemy advanced to meet us, bringing with him four pieces of artillery, and ranged himself in order of battle.  I had the brave Morland on my left, and General D’Allemagne on my right.  ’Forward, my lads!’ exclaimed I to my troop.  ’See how your brothers and friends are being cut to pieces.  Avenge them! avenge our flag!  Forward!’ These few words roused my men.  We advanced as swiftly as our horses could carry us upon the artillery, which was taken.  The enemy’s cavalry, which awaited us firmly, was repulsed by the same shock, and fled in disorder, galloping as we did over the wrecks of our squares.  The Russians rallied but a squadron of horse grenadiers came up to reinforce me, and thus enabled me to hold ground against the reserves of the Russian Guard.  We charged again, and this charge was terrible.  The brave Morland was killed by my, side.  It was downright butchery.  We were opposed man to man, and were so mingled together that the infantry of neither one nor the other side could venture to fire for fear of killing its own men.  At length the intrepidity of our troops overcame every obstacle, and the Russians fled in disorder, in sight of the two Emperors of Russia and Austria, who had stationed themselves on a height in order to witness the battle.  They saw a desperate one,” said Rapp, “and I trust they were satisfied.  For my part, my dear friend, I never spent so glorious a day.  What a reception the Emperor gave me when I returned to inform him that we had won the battle!  My sword was broken, and a wound which I received on my head was bleeding copiously, so that I was covered with blood!  He made me a General of Division.  The Russians did not return to the charge; we had taken all their cannon and baggage, and Prince Repnin was among the prisoners.”

Thus it was that Rapp related to me this famous battle of which he was the hero, as Kellerman had been the hero of Marengo.  What now remains of Austerlitz?  The recollection, the glory, and the magnificent picture of Gerard, the idea of which was suggested to the Emperor by the sight of Rapp with the blood streaming from his wound.