The Rhode-Island Republican. [volume] (Newport, R.I.) 1809-1841, 1839-05-22


complete. He looked upon the possession
of it, Notwithstanding Ma,ilda's stipulation,
as an earnest of his happiness. lie had
the picture set most ostentatiously in the
finest jewels, and constantly wore il on his
person, and his enemies say, that he show
ed it with more freedom than the delicacy
of his situation, and respect to Matilda,
should have warranted.
Albert made no complaint. He ac-
D knowledgcd the merit of his rival, eagerly
as the rivalship was suspected. The action
at Quatre Brus has taken place. The
: principal body Of the British troops are at
: Brussels, and the news Of the rapid ad-
vance of the French is brought to yelling
, ton and the forces are, before break Of
day, moving forward. But where is Hor-
ace The column Of troops TO which he
J belongs is on the line of march, but Albert,
} and not he, is at its head. The enemy are
in sight. Glory's sunbright face CLEANS in
the front, whilst dishonor and infamy scowl
in the rear. The orders to charge are given,
and at the very moment that the battle is
about to join, the foaming, brea,hloss cour-
ser Of Horace. strains forward rs with the
last effort, and seems to have but enough
strength to wheel with his rider into his
station. A faint huzza from the troop well
comed their leader. On, ye brave on
The edges of the battle join. The
scream--the sbout-ihe groan, and the vol
leying thunder of artillery, mingle in one
deafening roar The smoke clears away
the charge is over--thc whirlwind hns
passed. Horace and Albert are both down,
and the blood wells away from their wounds,
and is drunk up by the thirsty soil.
But a few days after tho eventful battle
Of Waterloo, Ms,ilda and Sir Oliver were
alone in The drawing room. Sir Oliver hnd
read TO his daughter, who was sitting in
breathless agitation. the details Of the battle,
and was now reading down slowly and ST.
lently the list Of the dead and MANNED.
Can you, my dear girl he said tremu-
lousy, bear to hear very bad nswsr
She could reply in no other way than by
laying her head upon her fathers shoulder,
sobbing out The almos, inaudible word read.
, Horace is mentioned as having been
. seen early in the action badly wounded. and
1 is returned missing Horrible i exclaim-
3 ed the shuddering girl, and embraced her
: father more closely.
! 'And our poor friend Albert, is danger
7, ously wounded, too, said the father.
, Matilda made no reply, but as a mass Of
5 snow slips down from its supporting bank
rs silently, as pure, and almost Ms cold,
Matilda fell from her fathers arms inscnsi-
: bic upon the floor. Sir Oliver was not sur
prised but much puzzled. lie thought that
she felt quite enough for her lover, but too
much for her friend.
} A few days after Belgian officer was
, introduced by n mutual friend, and was
asked to dine by Sir Oliver. AZ he had
!, been present ut the battle, Matilda would
} not permit her grief to prevent her meeting
, him at her fathers table.
Immediately on her entering the room,
! the officer started, and took every opportu-
} nifty of gazing upon her intently, when he
thought himself unobserved. At last he did
so, SO incautiously, and in n manner SO
particular, that when the servants had with
drawn, Sir Oliver asked him if he had ever
seen his daughter before.
!, 'Assuredly not, but most assuredly her
resemblance, said he, and he Immediately
produced the miniature that Horace had
obtained from his mistress
daughter was, that Horace was no more,
and that the token had been intru'ted to
the hands Of the officer, by the dying lover;
but he quickly undeceived them, by in
forming them, that he was lying desperate
ly, but not dangerously wounded, at farm
house on the continent, and that in fact he
had suffered severe nmputntioD.
Then in the name Of all that is honor
able, how came you by the miniature = ex-
claimed Sir Oliver. 20, he had lost it 10 q
notorious sharper, at n gaming house at
Brussels on the eve Of the battle, which
4 sharper offered it to mo, as he said he sup
posed the genileman from whom he won it
would never come to repay the large sum
of money for which il was left in pledge
Then ! had no personal knowledge Of Col
+ onel Horace, yet, as ! admired the paint
ing, and saw that the jewels were worth
more than the rnscnl asked for them, ]
purchased it, really with tire hope Of return
ing II to its FIRST proprietor, if he should feel
any value for it, either rs family picture,
or as some pledge of affection; but have
no, yet had On opportunity Of meeting with
him.
What an insult = thought Sir Oliver.
What an escape' exclaimed Matilda
when the officer had finished his rela,ion.-I
I need not say that Sir Oliver Immediately
re-psrcbssed the picture, and that he had
no further thoughts 0: marrying lis dsush.
ter TO a games,er.
Talking Of miuiaturcs,' resumed the Of
6cer, a very extraordinary occurrence has
Just taken place. A miniature has actually
saved the life Of gallant young officer Of
the same regiment as Horsce's, as fine q
fellow ns ever bes,rode a charger. Ills
name r exclaimed Matilda and Sir Oliver
together. is Albert, aud is the second in
command; fine fellow that same Albert
Pray sir, do me the favor to relate the