The Root-Evil I Felt To Be The Overcrowding Due To The
Reckless Intercourse Of The Sexes; And What Had Providence To
Do With A Law Of Nature, Obedience To Which Entailed
Unspeakable Misery?
CHAPTER XLVI
IN the autumn following the end of the Franco-German war, Dr.
Bird and I visited all the principal battlefields. In
England the impression was that the bloodiest battle was
fought at Gravelotte. The error was due, I believe, to our
having no war correspondent on the spot. Compared with that
on the plains between St. Marie and St. Privat, Gravelotte
was but a cavalry skirmish. We were fortunate enough to meet
a German artillery officer at St. Marie who had been in the
action, and who kindly explained the distribution of the
forces. Large square mounds were scattered about the plain
where the German dead were buried, little wooden crosses
being stuck into them to denote the regiment they had
belonged to. At Gravelotte we saw the dogs unearthing the
bodies from the shallow graves. The officer told us he did
not think there was a family in Germany unrepresented in the
plains of St. Privat.
It was interesting so soon after the event, to sit quietly in
the little summer-house of the Chateau de Bellevue,
commanding a view of Sedan, where Bismarck and Moltke and
General de Wimpfen held their memorable Council. 'Un
terrible homme,' says the story of the 'Debacle,' 'ce general
de Moltke, qui gagnait des batailles du fond de son cabinet a
coups d'algebre.'
We afterwards made a walking tour through the Tyrol, and down
to Venice. On our way home, while staying at Lucerne, we
went up the Rigi. Soon after leaving the Kulm, on our
descent to the railway, which was then uncompleted, we lost
each other in the mist. I did not get to Vitznau till late
at night, but luckily found a steamer just starting for
Lucerne. The cabin was crammed with German students, each
one smoking his pipe and roaring choruses to alternate
singers. All of a sudden, those who were on their legs were
knocked off them. The panic was instantaneous, for every one
of us knew it was a collision. But the immediate peril was
in the rush for the deck. Violent with terror, rough by
nature, and full of beer, these wild young savages were
formidable to themselves and others. Having arrived late, I
had not got further than the cabin door, and was up the
companion ladder at a bound. It was pitch dark, and piteous
screams came up from the surrounding waters. At first it was
impossible to guess what had happened. Were we rammed, or
were we rammers? I pulled off my coats ready for a swim.
But it soon became apparent that we had run into and sunk
another boat.
The next morning the doctor and I went on to England. A week
after I took up the 'Illustrated News.' There was an account
of the accident, with an illustration of the cabin of the
sunken boat.
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