Herald of the times. [volume] (Newport, R.I.) 1830-1846, 1842-08-04

i The column of troops tO which he be
longs is on .he line Of march, but Albert
| and not he, il al IFS head. The encm,
are IN sight Glory's sunhrighi fac,
!, CLEANS in the front, while dishunor nnt
inlany scowl in the rear. The orders Il
charge are given, and the very momcn
that the bnile is about to Join, the foam
ing, lnded, breathless cnursrIof Horace
strains forward as il with n las, enor,
and seems to have but enough strengtl
10 wheel with his rider into his station -
A faint huzza from the troops WELCOMED
their leader. On, We brave on
: The edges of the battle Join Th,
scream the shout THE gronn, and tn,
volleying thunder of artillery, mingled il
one deairning roar. The smoke cleare'
away--ihe charge is over-thc whrl
wind has passed Horace and A!her
are both down, and the blood runs iroo
their wounds, and is drank up by th'
thirsty earth.
But few days after the cven,fnl bat
tie OF Waterloo, Matilda and Sir Olive
were alone in the drawing room Si
Oliver had read TO his daughter. whc
wns now resting in brea,hless agitation
The details Of the battle, and wns now
reading down slowly md silently the lis
Of the dead and manned.
"Can you, my dear girl" said he
tremnionsly, "bear 20 hear very bat
news :"
She could reply in no other wav thar
by laying her head on her fathers shout
der, and s"bhng on, the almost inaudiblt
word "read."
"llorace il mentioned as having bcor
seen early IN the action, badly wounded
and IS returned missing.
/ "llnrible :" exclaimed the shnddernp
I gi'l, and embracing her father the more
closely.
"And our poor friend, Albert, is dan
gerou>lv wounded too" said the father
Matilda made no reply, but ns mass
of snow slips down from lis supporting
as silent. as pure, and almost MS cold. fell
Matilda from her fathers arms nsensible
upon the floor. Sir Oliver was not sur
prlsed, but much puzzled. lie thought
that she had felt quite enough for her
lover, but too much for her friend
a few days after, n Belgian officer was
introduced by a mutual liirnd, and was
pressed to dine Dy Sir Oliver. As he
had been present al the battle, Matilda
would not permit her meeting him AT her
( fathers table. Immediately she entered
the room, the officer started, and took
every opportunity of gazing upon her
lntcntly, when he though, himself uuob-
served. AT last he did SO, 50 incau-
. iionsly, and IN a manner SO particular.
+ that when the servants had withdrawn.
Sir Oliver asked him If he had ever seen
his daughter before "AsSuredy not.
bat most assurediy her resemblance, -
said he, and he Immediately produced the
miniature that Horace had obtained from
| his mistress.
! The first impression Of both father and
daughter was that Horace was no more
and that the token had been entrusted {"
the hands or the officer by the d, ing
lover but he quickly undeceived them
by informing them that he was lying
desperately, but not dangerously, woun.
ded, at farm house on the continent,
and in fact he had suffered u severe am-
putation.
~'Then in the name Of all that is honor
able, how came you by the miniature Z"
exclaimed Sir Oliver.
go, he had lost it 10 n notorious shar-
per, at gaming house at Brussels, on
the eve Oft the battle, which sharper offer.
ed II to me, as he said that he supposed
the gentleman from " whom he won il would
never come to repay the large sum of
money for which ii was left in pledge
Though had no personal knowledge Of
Colonel Horace, yet, as admired the
worth more than he asked for them,
purchased ii, really with the hope of re.
turning it to lis first proprietor, if he
should feel any value for it, either a.
Il family picture or as some pledge of
affection but have not yet had an OPP
paltunty of meeting with him"
"What an insult ~ though, Sir Oliver
"What an escape - exclaimed Matil-
da, when the officer had finished his re
IaiIon.
need not say that Sir Oliver mmc.
dately repurcbased the picture, and that
he had no further thoughts of marrying
his daughter to gnmcster.
"TaIking of miniatures" resumed the
officer, ga very extraordinary occurrence
has Just taken place. a miniature has
actually saved the life Of n gallant Young
officer of the same regiment as liorace's,
as fine a fellow as ever bestrode a char.
ger"
"!Iis name ?" exclaimed Matilda and
Sir Oliver together.
els Albert, and is the second in com
mand high fellow that same Albert. ="
"Pray, sir, do me the favor 10 relate
the particulars" said Sir Oliver aud
Matilda looked grateful at her father tor
the request.
40, do not know them minuiely,"
said he, "but believe It was simply that
The picture served his bosom as sort OF
breast-plate, aud broke the force of
musket ball. but did not however, prevent
him from receiving a very smart wound
The thing was much talked Of for a da,
81 two, aud some Joking took place on
the subjccts but when it was seen that