. Battles of the nineteenth century . to be furrows. No, saidBismarck, looking again, the spaces are notequal : they are advancing lines. And so theywere ; and by eleven oclock the smoke ofsom--^ Austrian batteries furnished a convincing time before his advance had thus been signalised,Moltke made answer to the King, who hadbeen questioning him as to the prospects of thefight, To-day your Majesty will win, not onlythe battle, but also the campaign. The Prussian reserves, wrote a correspond-ent with the Austrians, were once more calledupon ; and from half-past twelve till nearly oneoclock there
. Battles of the nineteenth century . to be furrows. No, saidBismarck, looking again, the spaces are notequal : they are advancing lines. And so theywere ; and by eleven oclock the smoke ofsom--^ Austrian batteries furnished a convincing time before his advance had thus been signalised,Moltke made answer to the King, who hadbeen questioning him as to the prospects of thefight, To-day your Majesty will win, not onlythe battle, but also the campaign. The Prussian reserves, wrote a correspond-ent with the Austrians, were once more calledupon ; and from half-past twelve till nearly oneoclock there was an artillery fire from centre toleft for six miles or more, which could not wellhave been exceeded by any action of whichhistory makes mention. The battle was assum-ing a more awful and tremendous aspect, andthe faint rays of sunshine which shot at inter-vals through the lifting clouds only gave thescene a greater terror. About this time, also, Benedek and his staff passed through the 6thCorps, which was in reserve. As the green. BOI-DLY THE PRUSSIANS ADVANCED UPON THIS VILLAGE AND ITS wood {p. 80). proof that their fire was directed, notagainst the Red Princes, but Unser Fritzs army ; and the words The Crown Prince iscoining ! passed from lip to lip. But, some6 plumes were seen rapidly advancing, the bandsbroke forth into the National Anthem, and themen cheered their commander with no uncertainnote. Faces broke into broad smiles ; Jager BATTLES OF THE NINETEENTH CENTURY. hats were thrown into the air ; all seemed joyousin the anticipation of an approaching , however, waved to them to ceaseshouting, saying, in his peculiar tone of voice, Not now, my children : wait till to-morrow. And it was wise advice ; for by this time Benedekhad begun to suspect that he and his men wouldsoon all have a verv different song to sing. The storm and stress of battle were now begin-ning to tell heavily on the Austrians. Theywere, it is true, still holding their own, or some-th
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