Kings begged for mercy on their
knees! Peace was won.
"Could a _man_ have done that? No; God helped him, to a certainty!
"He divided himself up like the loaves in the Gospel, commanded the
battle by day, planned it by night; going and coming, for the sentinels
saw him--never eating, never sleeping. So, seeing these prodigies, the
soldiers adopted him for their father. Forward, march! Then those
others, the rulers in Paris, seeing this, said to themselves: 'Here's a
bold one that seems to get his orders from the skies; he's likely to put
his paw on France. We must let him loose on Asia; we will send him to
America, perhaps that will satisfy him.' But 't was _written above_ for
him, as it was for Jesus Christ. The command went forth that he should
go to Egypt. See, again, his resemblance to the Son of God. But that's
not all. He called together his best veterans, his fire-eaters, the ones
he had particularly put the devil into, and he said to them like this:
'My friends, they have given us Egypt to chew up, just to keep us busy,
but we'll swallow it whole in a couple of campaigns, as we did Italy.
The common soldiers shall be princes and have the land for their own.
Forward, march!' 'Forward, march!' cried the sergeants, and there we
were at Toulon, road to Egypt. At that time the English had all their
ships in the sea; but when we embarked, Napoleon said: 'They won't see
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