CHAPTER XXV.

The conflagration, the sight of the ground which had been so often

trodden by the Polish legions on their return from their glorious

expeditions, excited fresh ardour; the troops were inspired by the

force of their recollections. We dashed on in pursuit of the enemy;

but the rain fell in torrents and the cold had become severe. We were

now in the bogs and quagmires of Pultusk, and we were destitute both

of shelter and clothing. All this, however, would have been nothing,

had the Russians ventured to let us come up with them; but they

reached the Borysthenes and crossed the Dwina, flying and ravaging

the country which they passed through: we were maintaining a racing

contest, rather than carrying on a war. They had now lost all unity

and connexion, and we abandoned the hope of coming to an engagement.

The enemy, however, having gained ground by dint of speed, succeeded

in rallying his forces, and he took refuge in the works which he had

constructed at Drissa. But he was soon in danger of being attacked

in his intrenchments and of having his retreat cut off. He did not

venture to incur this double risk, and therefore fled. He would

have been lost, had he delayed for a few hours: all the necessary

arrangements were made for attacking his flank and intercepting him.

He owed his safety to a _coup de main_. Some of our advanced corps,

not being sufficiently vigilant, were surprised by Wittgenstein.

Napoleon concluded that the Russians were marching upon us, and halted

his columns. This delay saved them: when we arrived at Beszenkownzi

they had effected their retreat. The King of Naples followed them. He

came up with them, and attacked them at Ostrowno. He charged them some

leagues further on and routed all their rear-guard. The following is

his report, which I insert because it is characteristic of the manner

of this prince, who deserved to die only on the field of battle:—

“I ordered the first corps of the reserve of cavalry and two

battalions of light infantry to advance. They were followed by

Delzons' division. We came up with the enemy's rear-guard about two

leagues from Ostrowno. It was advantageously posted behind a deep

ravine, with a great mass of artillery, and having its front and

flanks covered by thick woods. A little firing took place on both

sides; I sent the battalions to check the enemy's infantry who were

repulsing our hussars. Delzons' division arrived and the cavalry had

nothing farther to do. The Viceroy made his arrangements, and we

marched upon the enemy and crossed the ravine. The foreign cavalry

which lined the bank of the Dwina protected our left, and debouched in

the plain. The rest of the light troops advanced along the high road

in proportion as the enemy's infantry retrograded. The cuirassiers

were left in reserve behind the ravine, and the batteries were

mounted. My right was covered by immense woods, and I had numerous

parties of pioneers. The enemy was driven to the second position in

the rear of the ravine, where the reserve was stationed. He brought

us back into the ravine, and he was again repulsed: he drove us back

a second time, and was on the point of taking our guns, which had got

entangled in a defile, through which they were passing in order to

take a position on the heights. Our left was repulsed, and the enemy

made a bold movement on our right: the foreign brigade was on the

point of being dispersed. In this state of things nothing but a charge

of cavalry could enable us to recover ourselves; I attempted it. We

advanced to meet the enemy's infantry, which was marching boldly along

the plain. The brave Poles rushed on the Russian battalions: not a man

escaped, not a single prisoner was made; all were killed, not even

the wood protected them from the sabres of our cavalry. At the same

time the squares were broken by the charge. General Girardin, who was

leading the battalions on the left, made a movement on the right, and

advanced along the high road on the enemy's rear; the troops on the

right performed the same manœuvre. General Piré supported them; he

charged at the head of the eighth hussars. The enemy was routed, and

owed his safety only to the ravines which retarded our advance. The

whole division followed the movement: the infantry advanced along the

high road and the cavalry debouched on the heights. I gave orders for

firing on five or six cavalry regiments that were before us. In this

situation your Majesty came up with me; you ordered me to pursue the

enemy, and I drove him to a league and a half beyond Witepsk. Such,

Sire, is the narrative of our late engagement with the Russians. The

enemy has had about three thousand killed and a great number wounded;

we have scarcely lost a man. This result was, in a great measure, the

work of Count Belliard, who on this occasion gave new proofs of his

devotedness and courage. To him we are indebted for the preservation

of the artillery of Delzons' division.”

Fatigue and even lassitude have, in the long run, the effect of

inspiring courage. Barclay experienced this. He several times

entertained the design of risking the fate of a battle; but a

foreboding of defeat constantly possessed him at the sight of our

troops. Whenever he found them within sight, he hurried his retreat;

he beheld without concern his magazines, his guns, and his works

fall into our hands. He had but one object in view, which was to

keep constantly a few leagues in advance of us. Bagration imitated

this example, but he occasionally evinced resolution. He had several

engagements with our advance-guard. Marshal Davoust pursued him

vigorously; but the King of Westphalia advanced but slowly. A dispute

arose between this sovereign and Vandamme; and, in consequence, the

orders were not executed. This circumstance saved the Russian Prince.

He gained ground, reached Mohiloff, and was beaten: he certainly would

have fared worse but for the dispute between Vandamme and the King of

Westphalia, which Napoleon of course could not foresee. The Russians,

who were dispersed along the banks of the Niemen, combined their

forces on the shores of the Borysthenes. They were preparing for the

defence, and we for the attack of Smolensko.

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