See!" He lifted his maimed hands.

"But I held on.

I crossed the Nieman before Marshal Ney.

He threw away his musket, but I kept the Eagle.
He was the last man, I was just before him," said the man proudly.
"It was Marteau who saved it at Leipsic," said Lestoype, "and again after he had hurled it into the Aube at Arcis he found it and brought it back.

And it is here." Tears glistened in the eyes of the veterans and the youth alike.
Hearts beat more rapidly, breaths came quicker, as these brave and fragmentary reminiscences of the part the Eagle had played in past glories were recited.
"What shall we do with it now ?" asked Lestoype at last..