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nging eyes to the windows, he shouted: "Oh, give me a drink of water! Have mercy on a wounded soldier!" But no voice responded; no human face appeared behind the small green windows. Every thing remained silent and deserted. With a deep sigh, and an air of bitter disappointment depicted on his features, he murmured: "My feet cannot carry me any farther. Perhaps my voice was too weak, and they did not hear me. I will advance closer to the house." Gathering his strength, with staggering steps he approached and found the door only ajar; whereupon he opened it and entered. Within the house every thing was as silent as without; not a human being was to be seen; not a voice replied to his shouts. The inside of the dwelling presented a sorry spectacle. All the doors were open; the clay floor was saturated here and there with blood; the small, low rooms were almost empty; only some half-destroyed furniture, a few broken jars and other utensils, were lying about. The inmates either had fled from the enemy, or he had expelled them from their house. "There is no help for me," sighed the officer, casting a despairing glance on this scene of desolation. "Oh, why was it not vouchsafed to me to die on the battle-field? Why did not a compassionate cannon-ball have mercy on me, and give me death on the field of honor? Then, at least, I should have died as a brave soldier, and my name would have been honorably mentioned; now I am doomed to be named only among the missing! Oh, it is sad and bitter to die alone, unlamented by my friends, and with no tear of compassion from the eyes of my queen! Oh, Louisa, Louisa, you will weep much for your crown, for your country, and for your people, but you will not have a tear for the poor lieutenant of your dragoons who is dying here alone uttering a prayer for a blessing on you! Farewell queen, may God grant you strength, and--" His words died away; a deadly pallor overspread his features, his head turned dizzy, and a ringing noise filled his ears. "Death! death!" he murmured faintly, and, with a sigh, he fell senseless to the ground. Every thing had become silent again in the humble house; not a human sound interrupted the stillness reigning in the desolate room. Only the hum of a few flies, rushing with their heads against the window-panes, was heard. Once a rustling noise was heard in a corner, and a mouse glided across the floor, its piercing, glittering eyes looked searching
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