The Caledonian. [volume] (St. Johnsbury, Vt.) 1837-1867, 1841-09-28
Misc m e Ou 8 .
m1r SOLDIERS RETURN.

;,t and SelklrK, anu haSlhS ''a''o' - sly
4 rNN + ,be cock, / had left Melrose before four
|I 0,,ooon. On arriving at Abbotsford
5'G# w ,,,a Highland soldier, apparently faugued
6 PSN w .ming upon walking stick ondA gaz>
u | ..,sy Cd the fairy palace of tho magician
y and is since broken, but whose magic still
IS =, lam no particular disciple of Lavater's,
|s# y, man carried his soul upon his face, and we
y w friends a, the frs, glance. He wore plain
y. i,od bonnet, aud coarse gray great coat but
~ u IL the throat His dress bespoke him onivto
M N, 10 the ranks; but there was dignity in his
Il 4. ,nsr, and fire, glowing language in his eyes
K .bv off cheilain. His height might exceed s
w 10 and his age be about 30. The traces of
nj, beauty wore still visible on his cheeks; but
~, mu Of a western hemisphere had tinged them
4 Az sallow hue and had imprinted untimelY fur
n. ' '- ..,,,. \. ..,....'as + 4
N Or conversation related chiefly to the classic
y emery around us; and we had pleasantly journey
together for two or three miles, when we arriv--
a a little sequestered burial ground by the way
& d, near which there was neither church nor
Yelling Its low wall was thinIy covered with
Z syd and we sat down upon it to rest My COM
VI lion became silent and melancholy, and his eyes
I,ndered anxiously among the graves.
n Here, said he, sleeps one Of my fathers chill
|u who died in infancy
n He picked up small stone from the ground and
Knowing it gently about ten yards, THAT added
~ IL The very spot. But thank God! no grave
has been raised during my absence! 1t is a
8 ken ISha find my parents living-and,' continu
N, with sigh, imay also find their love! II
y bad Dir, when the heart of the parent is turned
mathis own child
Hslmpped his head upon his breast for few
nas and was silent, and hastily raising his
= efnsev Nhs eyes, seemed 10 dash away solita-
pm Then turning 10 me, he continued:
@ YOU may think, sir, this is weakness in sold
HAr Nul humsuhearts breath beneath red coat.
|s''S y father, whose name IS Campbell, and who was
SSI2bDgght from Argyleshire when young, is wealth
M Grmoiu this neighborbood. Twelve years az
oved being as gentle as tho light Of a summer
%on We were children together, and she grew
beauty on my sight as the star of evening steals
#o tho glory through the twilight. But she was
Or and portionless, the daughter of mean shops
\ C~ attachment offended my father. He COM
&nded me to leave her forever. could not, and
turned me from his house. wandered, KNEW
and cared not, whittier. But will not de-
lnyou with my history. In the utmost need
n asorjeant ofthe forty>second, who was then
Eon the recruiting service, and in few weeks
4 med that regiment of proud hearts. ] was at
au'sels when the invitation of the wolf and the
R''n rang at midnight through the streets. II
7S The herald ofglory and Of death. There were
fHe Highland regiments of us-three Joined in
F'lOlned in rivalry, in love, and in purpose; and
faAk iale! was present when the till then irwin
's, Ieslons of the cur iassed Gauls rushed, with
pen warehouses; neighing destruction, upon the
i'elng phalahx Scottish hearts, SHE id ed only
Rue plaid and the bare bayonet from the. un-
FAMED saOres Of the united glory of France, as
Nv poured like torrents Of death on the waving
unes OF our devoted band, to extirpa:e our names
"a The annals of Scottish heroisrn. Then, then
ue hour of peril and of death, the genius of coun
ou'st forth through the darkness ofdespair, like
nv "''n OF The young sun upon tho earth when
uA a let Let there be aiight!'--as the Scots
<v' l, Ay'Ns @Our aid raised the electric shout
0'''"d i0reVer;-'Scotiand eforever., returned
l'Victoyr- -
|go,,, t moment Of inspiration and of triumph
"',u dashed our highland heroes, fearless as
,un'rs, resistless as tho mountain catar.
I'M. i"e proud steed and its mailed rider quaiied
~ ' re Home and its world of unutterable
Jus, nome and the fair bosom that would we
s a1er0-glory and the spirit Of our fathers
i, .'aeo upon the imagination at the sound. j
|hn' moment Of poetry, of patriotism, and" d
snch, " a''' oAooP' 'ne
VINO never to himself hath said, e1aG
h. o. ms is my own, my native landt 4 ~ 3
4, !: added he, starting to his feet, and grasp
baet 80 s'af' as the enthusiasm ofthe past gushed
va. 1pOn his soul, 'to have joined IN that shou
Inn !" i've an eternity in the vibration Of pendu
slOou.,. moments the animated soul that gave
ob,mt Mus 10 his tongue drew itself back into the
Ss Io~ : 0, humanity, and, resuming his seat UPON
q Nv, wall, he continued ~ .'s,I,L..-3 n
notion l.. my old regiment with the prospec, Of pre-
bull a"a nave since served in the Yves, Indies
nv mo,ts heard nothing of my father-no,hina Of
- "''- nothing of her Lowell .tea'y,s