My name is Johann Ludwig Wilhelm Müller. I was born as the sixth child of a tailor, Christian Heinrich Leopold Müller and his wife Marie Leopoldine in Dessau, Germany.
By the time I was three, I became the only child of my parents. I vagely remember the funeral of the last of my five siblings to die because I was only three. I did not have any more playmates after that at home. Another sad incident in my life was the death of my mother. It happened when I was 14. My father remarried one year later to the daughter of a meat shop owner because my father wanted to give me an education.
I grew up in the Jewish neighborhood although my family was Christian. It was because my father was poor. I heard different accents from the German I learned at home and in school in my neighborhood. The street where my father’s house used to stand is the Steinstraße within short walking distance of the Mulde, a river flowing into the Elbe, and in the neighborhood nearby there was a Jewish temple.
As a result of my father’s remarriage, my father was able to send me to the University in Berlin in the beginning of July, 1812. I was 18 year old at that time. However, shortly after my arrival at the University, the Prussian Army called for volunteers to fight against Napoleon. I was one of the volunteer soldiers because we all wanted to get rid of Napoleon. We had learned in school that Napoleon defeated the Russian and the Austrian troops under their emperors at Austerlitz (located southeast of Brno, Czech Republic) in 1805. Learning from Napoleon, the Prussian Army reformed itself and was led by that briliant general, General Gebhard Leberecht von Blücher.
My first station was Großgörschen (May 2, 1813). This was a battleground southeast of Leipzig. This battle was fierce and many soldiers lost their lives on both sides. This was where I lost my Dessau schoolmate, Ludwig Bornemann. I was really shocked by this loss. I sort of knew that the battles meant killing and being killed, but when it happens to your close friend, it is still shocking. Then came Bautzen (May 20/21, 1813), Hainau in Schlesia (May 26), and Kulm in northern Bohemia (August 29/30 1813). All of the above places were battlegrounds, and then I was assigned to a depot in Prague (Fall, 1813). My last station was the commander’s office in Brussels (1814). By the time I was assigned to Brussels, I had become a liutenant.
Reaching Brussels required that the Prussian Army crossed the Rhine. It was the first of January, 1814 at Kaub (current spelling Caub) which is near Lorelei. It was a difficult crossing because the ice on the river was very slippery and the surrounding area was covered with snow.
Yes it was 1814, the year before Waterloo. Not so many people realize that Waterloo is located just south of Brussels.
In my time, Brussels was a small place bordered with the huge Sonian Forest. Waterloo is located southwest of the Sonian Forest. The Prussian Army camped there in the Forest in 1814. Because I studied Philology and learned modern English at the University, I was assigned the task of going into the Wallonian territories where they speak French because I was good with the languages. Yes, I was a spy.
I walked into one of the villages directly south of the Sonian Forest.
© 2016 Tomoko Yamamoto
(To be continued)