joy in his eyes, for his last moments must have been the French falling back.
The French captured La Haye Sainte that day, yet our great army fought them off and defeated Napoleon once and for all. I had gained the ability to return home, and that I did so proudly. I moved into a small house in a neighboring village from the one I had lived in, for the cowardly French had burnt mine down. I was known there for the great actions of bravery I had committed during the eighteenth of December. I was called nothing but my name, for my name was the people's fire.
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