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(1868) [MARC] Author: Fredrika Bremer Translator: Emily Nonnen With: Charlotte Bremer
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LETTERS. 127

Minerva herself was hovering over his head, and by a well-
timed application of certain war-engines, called crutches,
he succeeded, as by a miracle, to turn the scale in our
favor. He became, however, soon aware of the necessity
of a speedy retreat; and he was just weighing in his mind
how this could be effected with ‘honor, and without too seri-
ous a loss, when suddenly a helping angel, sent from above,
came like a whirlwind to the rescue. It is Alexander!
Itis Bucephalus! Ina word, it was Lindberg! He runs,
he gallops, he flies; he is everywhere. The enemy was,
after a few minutes, dispersed in a headlong flight in all
directions; he was pursued with unflinching energy by
Lindberg, flaming like the Aurora Borealis; and before
night had thrown its mantle over the scene, innumerable
prisoners were made. Scarcely had the battle-field been
cleared of the hostile army, when, to the amazement of
every body, General Hedda di Bravura, who was thought
to be amongst the fallen, got up, and, staring at the field
of honor with tearful eyes, struck up with a loud voice a
thundering song of victory; after which, with glowing
countenance, he turned towards the fortress, where the
regiment ‘ Fredrika’ was lying in ambush, ready to open,
if necessary, a brisk fire through the windows, and shouted
with all his might these words: ‘ Veni, vidi, vici!’ which
were answered by the said gallant regiment with loud
huzzas! ‘Long live our General, Hedda di Bravura!’
With triumphal music and huzzas the conquerors held
their entry into the fortress, where General Hedda di Bra-
vura, under careful tending, will recover from his wounds,
which were found to consist in merely a severe contusion.
“There are strong reasons (and I mention it with great
indignation) to suspect the commander of the fortress,
Chevalier C. B , of being in secret understanding with
the Barbarians. The inefficient measures taken, and the
want of energy displayed by him during their daring in-
road, would alone have been sufficient to inspire this belief,

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