He was so timid that be seemed shy，he rarely went out，and he saw no one but the poor people who tapped at his pane and his cure，the Abbe Mabeuf，a good old man.Nevertheless，if the inhabitants of the town，or strangers，or any chance comers，curious to see his tulips，rang at his little cottage，he opened his door with a smile.
He was the'brigand of the Loire.'
Any one who had，at the same time，read military memoirs，biographies，the Moniteur，and the bulletins of the grand army，would have been struck by a name which occurs there with tolerable frequency，the name of Georges Pontmercy.
When very young，this Georges Pontmercy had been a soldier in Saintonge's regiment.
The revolution broke out.Saintonge's regiment formed a part of the army of the Rhine；for the old regiments of the monarchy preserved their names of provinces even after the fall of the monarchy，and were only divided into brigades in 1794.
Pontmercy fought at Spire，at Worms，at Neustadt，at Turkheim，at Alzey，at Mayence，where he was one of the two hundred who formed Houchard's rearguard.
It was the twelfth to hold its ground against the corps of the Prince of Hesse，behind the old rampart of Andernach，and only rejoined the main body of the army when the enemy's cannon had opened a breach from the cord of the parapet to the foot of the glacis.
He was under Kleber at Marchiennes and at the battle of Mont-Palissel，where a ball from a biscaien broke his arm.
Then he passed to the frontier of Italy，and was one of the thirty grenadiers who defended the Col de Tende with Joubert.
Joubert was appointed its adjutant-general，and Pontmercy sub-lieutenant.Pontmercy was by Berthier's side in the midst of the grape-shot of that day at Lodi which caused Bonaparte to say：
'Berthier has been cannoneer，cavalier，and grenadier.'He beheld his old general，Joubert，fall at Novi，at the moment when，with uplifted sabre，he was shouting：
'Forward！'
Having been embarked with his company in the exigencies of the campaign，on board a pinnace which was proceeding from Genoa to some obscure port on the coast，he fell into a wasps'-nest of seven or eight English vessels.The Genoese commander wanted to throw his cannon into the sea，to hide the soldiers between decks，and to slip along in the dark as a merchant vessel.
Pontmercy had the colors hoisted to the peak，and sailed proudly past under the guns of the British frigates.Twenty leagues further on，his audacity having increased，he attacked with his pinnace，and captured a large English transport which was carrying troops to Sicily，and which was so loaded down with men and horses that the vessel was sunk to the level of the sea.In 1805 he was in that Malher division which took Gunzberg from the Archduke Ferdinand.
At Weltingen he received into his arms，beneath a storm of bullets，Colonel Maupetit，mortally wounded at the head of the 9th Dragoons.
He distinguished himself at Austerlitz in that admirable march in echelons effected under the enemy's fire.When the cavalry of the Imperial Russian Guard crushed a battalion of the 4th of the line，Pontmercy was one of those who took their revenge and overthrew the Guard.
The Emperor gave him the cross.Pontmercy saw Wurmser at Mantua，Melas，and Alexandria，Mack at Ulm，made prisoners in succession.
He formed a part of the eighth corps of the grand army which Mortier commanded，and which captured Hamburg.Then he was transferred to the 55th of the line，which was the old regiment of Flanders.
At Eylau he was in the cemetery where，for the space of two hours，the heroic Captain Louis Hugo，the uncle of the author of this book，sustained alone with his company of eighty-three men every effort of the hostile army.Pontmercy was one of the three who emerged alive from that cemetery.He was at Friedland.
Then he saw Moscow.
Then La Beresina，then Lutzen，Bautzen，Dresden，Wachau，Leipzig，and the defiles of Gelenhausen；then Montmirail，Chateau-Thierry，Craon，the banks of the Marne，the banks of the Aisne，and the redoubtable position of Laon.At Arnay-Le-Duc，being then a captain，he put ten Cossacks to the sword，and saved，not his general，but his corporal.
He was well slashed up on this occasion，and twenty-seven splinters were extracted from his left arm alone.
Eight days before the capitulation of Paris he had just exchanged with a comrade and entered the cavalry.He had what was called under the old regime，the double hand，that is to say，an equal aptitude for handling the sabre or the musket as a soldier，or a squadron or a battalion as an officer.
It is from this aptitude，perfected by a military education，which certain special branches of the service arise，the dragoons，for example，who are both cavalry-men and infantry at one and the same time.He accompanied Napoleon to the Island of Elba.
At Waterloo，he was chief of a squadron of cuirassiers，in Dubois'brigade.
It was he who captured the standard of the Lunenburg battalion.
He came and cast the flag at the Emperor's feet.
He was covered with blood.While tearing down the banner he had received a sword-cut across his face.
The Emperor，greatly pleased，shouted to him：
'You are a colonel，you are a baron，you are an officer of the Legion of Honor！'Pontmercy replied：
'Sire，I thank you for my widow.'
An hour later，he fell in the ravine of Ohain.
Now，who was this Georges Pontmercy？He was this same'brigand of the Loire.'
We have already seen something of his history.
After Waterloo，Pontmercy，who had been pulled out of the hollow road of Ohain，as it will be remembered，had succeeded in joining the army，and had dragged himself from ambulance to ambulance as far as the cantonments of the Loire.