In this way we passed slowly into the cemetery lane.
Upon the glacis we halted, and tied up the animals, and the order came to take them down into the fosses behind the arsenal.
We were the first that returned; we had seized thirty oxen, forty-five cows, a quantity of goats and pigs, and some sheep.
All day long the companies were coming back with their booty, so that the fosses were filled with cattle, which remained in the open air. Then the governor said that the garrison had provisions for six months, and every inhabitant must prove that he had enough to last as long, and that domiciliary visits were to begin.
We broke ranks before the city hall. I was going up the main street, my gun on my shoulder, when some one called me:
"Hey! Father Moses!"
I turned and saw our sergeant.
"Well," said he, laughing, "you have made your first attack; you have brought us back some provisions. Well and good!"
"Yes, sergeant, but it is very sad!"
"What, sad? Thirty oxen, forty-five cows, some pigs and goats—it is magnificent!"