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but the doctor thought hh-nself obliged to refuse, and on my soothing words 

 he suppressed his pain. He complained of burning thirst ; there was no 

 water in the village. I gave him my field flask with red wine, which he 

 emptied eagerly. To his faithful servant he handed his money and his 

 watch, to transmit to your Highness. A doctor came. It was dark ; we 

 had no candle. I searched all the dwellings, and at last got from a soldier 

 a little end of a candle. The wound was examined, newly cooled. The 

 opiate commenced to have effect, and he became somewhat calmer. He 

 asked me how his nephew had died ; he had receivee a bullet in his head. 

 Then he caught my hands, and entreated of me to write to your Highness, 

 and to support him in the hour of death. Whilst he was sleeping I was 

 again called off to the Verbandplatz, where the dying wanted my assistance. 

 I returned as 'soon as possible ; he was a corpse. I gave his pocket-book to 

 his servant, and directed his notice expressly to a paper contained in it, which 

 was the acknowledgment of a banker, stating that the Prince had deposited 

 with him about 9,000 thalers. A soldier brought the revolver of your hus 

 band tome in the horse-statle, where I slept that night ; the souvenir of 

 iVIaximilian of Mexico I gave, on the 19th, likewise to his servant, and al- 

 io his sword (if I am not mistaken, without scabbard.) The sword of the 

 young prince has been taken care of by the division. I also ordered the 

 servant to draw off the rings from the corpse, and to deliver them to your 

 Highness. I think there were three of them. He died as a Christian at 

 peace with God, as a hero on the field of honour. The last question he 

 isked me was about the state of the battle. When I told him that the 

 inemy retreated slowly, his face brightened, and he thanked God. "I 

 shall die, and am willing to die ; only procure me some cliloroform and 

 :omfort my wife." These are the last words I heard from his paie 



.ips. 



*Parmet, 

 'Division-Chaplain vSecond Guard Division. 



My husband's faitliful servant wrote to me as follows : — 



'When we, on the i8th, at four o'clock p.m., became engaged, the bul- 

 .ets whistled about my head, so that we thought nobody would remain 

 ilive. We had scarcely been under fire, when Prince Florentine fell, the 

 second or third man, by a shot through his mouth, and was dead at onco 

 .vithout pain. Half an hour later, my good comrade, our other servant 

 Klein, was killed also on the spot. Immediately afterwards a bullet 

 grazed my thigh, which did not do any harm, only hurt somewhat. And 

 vvhen we had been about an hour and a quarter under fire, somebody called 

 jut, ' His Highness is wounded.' I went at once with the horse I still had 

 CO the spot ; there I cried aloud when I saw my good master so severely 

 wounded. I gave my horse to some other man, who was slightly wounded, 

 and assisted in carrying him, and urged the others on till we came out of 

 die fire. When we were out of it we put him on a cart and brought him 

 to the Verbandplatz, and then I ran to fetch the doctor, and whilst his 

 wounds were being dressed I told the chaplain, v/ho administered to him 

 the sacraments. Then we carried him to the village, and laid him on a 

 bed, I nursed him as well as I could, and believed he would recover, for 



