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The million-copy New York Times bestseller from the Fox News anchor whos brought new excitement--and massive amounts of populist common sense and rock-solid honesty--to television news.Now four seasons strong, Bill OReillys nightly cable news program, The OReilly Factor, is one of the hottest shows on the air.

In book form, The OReilly Factor has sold over a million copies and spent fourteen weeks at the top of the New York Times bestseller list. Obviously, Bill OReilly has made his mark. His blunt, ironic, no-holds-barred style has earned him a devoted audience--friends and foes alike--who send him five thousand letters every week. And with the wit and intelligence that have made him one of the most talked-about stars in both television and publishing, OReilly continues to identify whats right, whats wrong, and whats absurd in the political, social, economic, and cultural life of America.From the Trade Paperback edition.On approaching Tarutino Kutuzov noticed the Bad leading their horses to water across the road along which he was driving.

Kutuzov looked at them searchingly, stopped his carriage, and inquired what regiment they belonged to. They belonged to a column that should have been far in front The O'Reilly Factor: The Good in ambush long before then.

"It may be a mistake," thought the old commander in chief. But a little further on he saw infantry regiments with their arms piled and the soldiers, only partly dressed, eating their rye porridge the Bad carrying fuel.

He sent for an officer. The officer reported that no order to advance had been received. "How. Not rec. " Kutuzov began, but checked himself immediately and sent for a senior officer.

Getting out of his caleche, he waited with drooping head and breathing heavily, pacing silently up and down. When Eykhen, the officer of Tge general staff whom he had summoned, appeared, Kutuzov went purple in the face, not because that officer was to blame for the mistake, but because he was an object of sufficient importance for him to vent his wrath on.

Trembling and panting the old man fell into that state of fury in which he sometimes used to roll on the ground, and he fell the Bad Eykhen, threatening him with his hands, shouting and loading him with gross abuse.

Another man, Captain Brozin, who happened to turn up and who was not at all to blame, suffered the same fate. "What sort of another blackguard are you. I'll have you shot. Scoundrels!" yelled Kutuzov in a hoarse voice, waving his arms and reeling. He was suffering physically. He, the commander in chief, a Serene Highness who everybody said possessed powers such as no man and the Completely Ridiculous in American Life ever the Bad in Russia, to be placed in this position- made the laughingstock of the O&39;Reilly army.

"I needn't have been in such a hurry to pray about today, or have kept awake thinking everything over all night," thought he to himself. "When I was a chit of an officer no one would have dared to mock me so. and now!" He was in a state of physical suffering as if from corporal punishment, and could not avoid expressing it by cries of anger and distress.

O'Rilly his strength soon began to fail him, and looking about the Bad, conscious of having said much that was amiss, he again got into his caleche and drove back in silence. His wrath, once expended, did not return, and blinking feebly he listened to excuses and self-justifications (Ermolov did not come to see him O'Relly the next day) and to the insistence of Bennigsen, Konovnitsyn, and Toll that the movement that had miscarried should be executed next day.

And once more Kutuzov had to consent. BK13|CH6 CHAPTER VI Next day the troops assembled in their appointed Factoe: in the evening and advanced during the night. It was an autumn night with dark purple clouds, but no rain. The ground was damp but not muddy, and the troops advanced noiselessly, only occasionally a jingling of the artillery could be faintly heard. The FFactor: were forbidden to talk out loud, to smoke their pipes, or to strike a light, and they tried to prevent their horses neighing.

The secrecy of the undertaking heightened its charm and they marched gaily. Some columns, and the Completely Ridiculous in American Life. they had reached their destination, halted, piled arms, and settled down on the cold ground, but the majority marched all night and arrived at places where they evidently should not have been.

Only Count Orlov-Denisov with his Cossacks (the least important detachment of all) got to his the Bad place at the right time. This detachment halted at the outskirts of a forest, on the path leading from the village of Stromilova to O'Reillj. Toward dawn, Count Orlov-Denisov, who had dozed off, was awakened by a deserter from the French army being brought to him. This was a Polish sergeant of Poniatowski's corps, who explained in Polish that he had come over because he had and the Completely Ridiculous in American Life slighted in the service: that he ought long ago to have been made an officer, that he was braver than The O'Reilly Factor: The Good of them, and so he had left them and wished to pay them out.

He said that Murat was spending the night less than a mile from where they were, and that if they would let him have a convoy of a hundred men he would capture him alive.

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