There were five hundred thousand of us, of the same, same sort, in 1812; there are but two left; say, rather, one and a half." About ten o'clock in the evening, M.Rollon, M.du Marnet and Fougas accompanied the Marshal to the cars.

Fougas embraced his comrade and promised him to be of good cheer.

After the train left, the three colonels went back to town on foot.

In passing M.Rollon's house, Fougas said to his successor: "You're not very hospitable to-night; you don't even offer us a pony of that good Andaye brandy!" "I thought you were not in drinking trim," said M.Rollon.

"You didn't take anything in your coffee or afterwards.