I heard a
ping.
"Touched," said the officer as the Taube continued to rise. Another
ping.
Still it rose, and we watched it sail off toward the hills at the
southeast.
"Hit, but not hurt," sighed the officer, dropping down on the grass
again, with a sigh. "It is hard to bring them down at that height with
rifles, but it can be done."
"Perhaps the English battery will get it," said I; "it is going right
toward it."
"If there is an English battery up there," replied he, "that is probably
what he is looking for. It is hardly likely to unmask for a Taube. I
am sorry we missed it. You have seen something of the war. It is a
pity you should not have seen it come down. It is a beautiful sight."
I thought to myself that I preferred it should not come down in my
garden. But I had no relish for being laughed at again, so I did not
say it.
Soon after they all went to bed,--very early,--and silence fell on the
hilltop. I took a look round before I went to bed. I had not seen
Amelie since the regiment arrived. But she, who had done
everything to spare me inconvenience, had fourteen officers quartered in
her place, and goodness knows how many horses, so she had little time to
do for me.
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