From “The Folk Tales of Napoleon,”
“And they took the sacred ikon of the Holy Mother of God of Smolensk, the pleader for the grief-stricken, and carried it to the famous field of Borodino, and, bowing down before it, with tearful eyes, they cried: “O Most Holy Mother of God, thou art our life and our hope! Have mercy on us, and intercede for us soon.”
And down the dark face of the ikon, from under the setting of pearls in the silver frame, trickled big tears. And all the army and all God’s people saw the sacred ikon crying. It was a terrible thing to see, but it was comforting.”

