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Our
army
,
after
repeated
retreats
and
advances
and
battles
at
Pultúsk
and
Preussisch-Eylau
,
was
concentrated
near
Bartenstein
.
It
was
awaiting
the
Emperor
's
arrival
and
the
beginning
of
a
new
campaign
.
The
Pávlograd
regiment
,
belonging
to
that
part
of
the
army
which
had
served
in
the
1805
campaign
,
had
been
recruiting
up
to
strength
in
Russia
,
and
arrived
too
late
to
take
part
in
the
first
actions
of
the
campaign
.
It
had
been
neither
at
Pultúsk
nor
at
Preussisch-Eylau
and
,
when
it
joined
the
army
in
the
field
in
the
second
half
of
the
campaign
,
was
attached
to
Plátov
's
division
.
Plátov
's
division
was
acting
independently
of
the
main
army
.
Several
times
parts
of
the
Pávlograd
regiment
had
exchanged
shots
with
the
enemy
,
had
taken
prisoners
,
and
once
had
even
captured
Marshal
Oudinot
's
carriages
.
In
April
the
Pávlograds
were
stationed
immovably
for
some
weeks
near
a
totally
ruined
and
deserted
German
village
.
A
thaw
had
set
in
,
it
was
muddy
and
cold
,
the
ice
on
the
river
broke
,
and
the
roads
became
impassable
.
For
days
neither
provisions
for
the
men
nor
fodder
for
the
horses
had
been
issued
.
As
no
transports
could
arrive
,
the
men
dispersed
about
the
abandoned
and
deserted
villages
,
searching
for
potatoes
,
but
found
few
even
of
these
.
Everything
had
been
eaten
up
and
the
inhabitants
had
all
fled
--
if
any
remained
,
they
were
worse
than
beggars
and
nothing
more
could
be
taken
from
them
;
even
the
soldiers
,
usually
pitiless
enough
,
instead
of
taking
anything
from
them
,
often
gave
them
the
last
of
their
rations
.
The
Pávlograd
regiment
had
had
only
two
men
wounded
in
action
,
but
had
lost
nearly
half
its
men
from
hunger
and
sickness
.
In
the
hospitals
,
death
was
so
certain
that
soldiers
suffering
from
fever
,
or
the
swelling
that
came
from
bad
food
,
preferred
to
remain
on
duty
,
and
hardly
able
to
drag
their
legs
went
to
the
front
rather
than
to
the
hospitals
.
When
spring
came
on
,
the
soldiers
found
a
plant
just
showing
out
of
the
ground
that
looked
like
asparagus
,
which
,
for
some
reason
,
they
called
"
Máshka
's
sweet
root
.
"
It
was
very
bitter
,
but
they
wandered
about
the
fields
seeking
it
and
dug
it
out
with
their
sabers
and
ate
it
,
though
they
were
ordered
not
to
do
so
,
as
it
was
a
noxious
plant
.
That
spring
a
new
disease
broke
out
among
the
soldiers
,
a
swelling
of
the
arms
,
legs
,
and
face
,
which
the
doctors
attributed
to
eating
this
root
.
But
in
spite
of
all
this
,
the
soldiers
of
Denísov
's
squadron
fed
chiefly
on
"
Máshka
's
sweet
root
,
"
because
it
was
the
second
week
that
the
last
of
the
biscuits
were
being
doled
out
at
the
rate
of
half
a
pound
a
man
and
the
last
potatoes
received
had
sprouted
and
frozen
.
The
horses
also
had
been
fed
for
a
fortnight
on
straw
from
the
thatched
roofs
and
had
become
terribly
thin
,
though
still
covered
with
tufts
of
felty
winter
hair
.
Despite
this
destitution
,
the
soldiers
and
officers
went
on
living
just
as
usual
.
Despite
their
pale
swollen
faces
and
tattered
uniforms
,
the
hussars
formed
line
for
roll
call
,
kept
things
in
order
,
groomed
their
horses
,
polished
their
arms
,
brought
in
straw
from
the
thatched
roofs
in
place
of
fodder
,
and
sat
down
to
dine
round
the
caldrons
from
which
they
rose
up
hungry
,
joking
about
their
nasty
food
and
their
hunger
.
As
usual
,
in
their
spare
time
,
they
lit
bonfires
,
steamed
themselves
before
them
naked
;
smoked
,
picked
out
and
baked
sprouting
rotten
potatoes
,
told
and
listened
to
stories
of
Potëmkin
's
and
Suvórov
's
campaigns
,
or
to
legends
of
Alësha
the
Sly
,
or
the
priest
's
laborer
Mikólka
.
