A Very Desperate Game.

Te Aroha News, Volume IV, Issue 178, 13 November 1886, Page 7

A Very Desperate Game.

A writ-r in the Paris "Matin " tells the following story: In IS7I, immediately after the surrender of Paris, and when the German army was in the city, General Boulanger, then a colonel, was in* the command of the 127fch of the line. The regiment was en cnchelon in the Rue Saint Honore guarding the limit beyond which the Prussians were not to pass. At the in teraeotion of the Kue Saint Honore and another street, the name of which the writer does not recall, but he remembers that it was near the Rothschild house, suddenly appeared the general in command of the Prussian army, followed by his brilliant staff. They were about to pass the line of demarcation, Cnlonol Boulanger rode up in front of them. " General," said ho ma loud voice, '• you cannot pass." The latter pretended not to understand, and appeared to be about to come on, when Boulanger, purple with rage and hatred, dashed forward, sabre in hand, and shouted out in a ravage voice, " Gen oral, you must not pa"s If you advance another step " Then, seeing that the brilliant troop had come to a halt, he »r»dad, with an imposing ture, the words : liespept la consigns ! fI XC needed but liule," says the writer, " to put a mate)) to the powder at that moment. There and then Germany might jv've lost some p.t rinus heads. Inspired by the conduct, of our brave colonel, we grasped our chaeteputs. The quality of tho g'irne wae most lompting."