Lincoln telegraph. [volume] (Bath, Me.) 1836-1846, 1839-03-28
From the Naval and Military Magazine.
AN INCIDENT OF THE BATTLE
OF WATERLOO.

ed into Belgium. Waller longed for glory;
and Helen. his young wife, was too sensI-
BILE to pain him by unavalllng regrets
even on their parting she had striven not to
unman him; and when the first natural grief
was over, she took her station at the small
window of the Inn, which commanded
view Of the scene of action. Could an
unnterested observer have gazed upon the
plain of Waterloo al that moment, it must
have appeared a splendid pageant. But
Helen thought how many ere sunset would
have gone to their final account; and she
shuddercd at the thought that perhaps her
Walter might be among the number. The
distant canonadng told that already the
work of death had commenced Several
random shots had struck the inn, aud war
ned the inmates to take shelter in the barn.
With them did Helen sit during that long
day, sad and silent, yet with the same
confidence in Gods protection that had al
ways marked her character. She could
have smiled at the volib!ity Of her Com
panions, who never ceased speaking, IN
mixture of bad French and Flemish But
it only made her the more sad; she felt that
she was indeed among strangers. oh, the
agony of suspense, the fear Of hearing that
Wal,ar was among the fallen! Her beauty
ard girlish appearance, added TO the knowl-
edre that her husband was in the field oil
battle, gave her an interest in the eyes OF
her companions, and many were the hopes
they expressed in French, that Capt. Leslie
might return in safety. The day passed.
twilight succeeded, followed by the almost
immediate darkness which characterizes
continental summer and still Helen sat in
all the agony ofsuspense. The action had
ceased random frings succeeded the con-
slant aud fearful din of war yet still Capt.
Leslie returned not. She was reused from
the state ofslupor into which she had fallen,
by the sound Of approaching footsteps and
some soldiers entered the barn, bearing d
wounded officer. 1t was with scarcely de-
Enable feelings that Helen discovered it
was moi her husband, but young officer Of
the same regiment. Fer few minutes any
other feeling seemed lost in the anxious at
tentions necessary for the severe wound OF
the sufferer. Helen hau, fortunately, pro-
vded every thing necessary with the
kindest cenleness she dressed the suffer-
er's wounds, and then attempted to restore
him 10 consciousness her efforts were
successful. Aided by the people Of the inn,
she succeeded in making him swallow a
restorative aud in short time he was able
to thank the gentle hand which had minis
tered unto him.
Helen with eager earnestness exclaimed
sWalterl where is he?' Mr. Grant turned
his head away He could not bear the
spht of the agony he knew his answer
must inflct. "Speak! in mercy tell me
that Leslie is saiep'-IIeen paused mo-
ment. and then continued, 81 KNOW 1t all,
Walter is deadr' There was a frightfu
calmness in her manner, no tear escaped
her. odd you see him fall" she said at
length: tell me all, it will do me good; !
feel as if tears would cool this scorching
pain" she said, pressed her hand to her
bosom.
Mr. Grant complied. He felt that tears
would relieve her. II was at his side,
said he ga moment before he fell. lie had
taken small pocket Bible from his breast
and pressed it to his lips" Helen COW
cred her face with her hands, 1T was the
Bible gave him on our wedding day! she
gasped, tell we, tell me all. "If | fall
Grant, give this to wife, he said, laughed
at his forebodings. You will return,
said to tell her the events of this day. be-
fore we could reply, we were summoned
to action. A few minutes after shot
struck him, and he fell" Helen burst
into an agony of tears, and for some min
utes continued silent. at length her resoln-
ton seemed to be taken. She came to the
couch upon which Mr.. Grant was lying,
and begged him to describe lhc spo: where
her husband fel.-She received the des-
crptior in silence. A few minutes alter
she had stolen from the small yard, and
stood alone on the spot where she had last
seen her husband.
Helen was in years mere child; and
there had been time when she would
have shuddered at a recital of the horrors
through which she now passed with II
trembling step, though with an undaunted
heart,-but what will not love in woman
undertake? "God has as much power 10 pro-
tect me here" she thought as the distant
firing caught her ear, and caused her for
a moment to pause, sas in a covered room.'
The thought off 'what had she to live for"
rendered her moment incapable of pro-
ceeding; then silently imploring strength
from God she perseverod.
What scene of horror presented itself
to her! The spot, where few hours be-