The Maids of Paradise

peter, disengaging himself from the frantic chaos, set h

e other's horse, and the agonized animal reared and cleared the bristling

. For a moment the street swam under their fluttering red-and-white lan

ivering creatures crawling about. Against the doorway of a house opposite a noble hors

urn his jaded horse, and go limping away down the street. The road was filled with horsemen, wandering helplessly about under the rain of bullets. One, a mere boy, rode up to a door, lea

m, and at length they managed to drag a hay-wagon aside, giving a narrow passage to the open country beyond. Instantly the Prussian infantry swarmed out of the houses and into the street, shouting, "Prisoners!" pushing, striking, and dragging the exhausted cuirassiers from their saddles. But contact with the enemy, hand to hand,

lry, the elect of France. So rode the gentlemen of the Sixth Lancers to

their shining souls galloped on into that vast Valhalla where their ancestors