The Cadiz sentinel. [volume] (Cadiz, Ohio) 184?-1851, 1845-03-26

stopped their horses, and coolly walked them
round that brave square, and wherever a man
fell, dashed in. Such desperate resolution, and
such rccklessness of life, began, at length, TO tel
on the conflict. The square began to shake and
waver, when Wellington came dashing up with
his guard-the square opened, and he was in its
bosom. Their chief in their keeping-his fate
thrown in their hands, those brave Br-
tlsh hearts could not Yield. Rank after rank
fell, but not man stirred from his footsteps.--
The French at length gave it up, and retired to
Their position. Again on separate squares were
those terrific charges made, and again, as fast
as they wavered, did Wellington fling himself in
their midst. Young Gordon was ever at his side,
and in one of these dangerous attempts, had his
sword struck out of his hand, by chance shot.
But there were enough other good blades on that
ensanguined field without owners, and he was
soon welding one, from which the convulsed
hand of an officer had scarcely loosened.
Thus, from eleven in the morning till four in
the evening, had the battle ragged, when a dark
object was seen TO emerge from distant wood.
Larger and larger il grew, till a whole column
with banners waving in the breeze.
Butcher and his Prussians had come. Both ar
mics saw that the hour had arrived for the fnaAis-
sue. Bonaparte then rode up to his old and we'll
tried imperial guard, that had not been in the
battle all day. Placing himself at their head, he
led them half way down the slope, when he
halted and addressed them IN his mpetuous and
fiery manner. He told them that the fate of the
battle and of France was in their hands. He
was answered by those devoted hearts, ''the En-
peror foreper!m with shout that rung over the
6 N Al.
tish lines. He then placed them under Ney,
with orders to force the English centre and pre-
vent the junction of Blucher with the allied for
ces. That hitherto invincible guard came down
in beautiful order, and with hearts burning with
high hopes. They knew that their Emperor and
the civilized world were looking on. They car
ried thrones and kings as they went. They need
ed nothing to fire their steady courage. No drum,
or trumpet, or martial strain cheered them on
No bugle sounded the charge. In perfect or
der, and dead silence they moved over the plain.
Above them scared the French eagle, no power
had ever yet wrested from their grasp; and on
them was The eye Of Bonapartc. The allied ar
my saw, with awe and dread, the approach of
that unconquerabe legion. The terror of Eu-
rope was on the march. For moment the f.
ring ceased along the lines. The battle was
hushed The muAled tread of that magnificent
legion alone was heard. Oh, you should have
seen Young Gordon then. With flushed cheek
and dilating eye, and breath coming difficult and
thick, he gazed on that silent host. He looked
as if every moment he would be off like thun-
derbolt.
The sudden calm was but momentary. The
artillery again opened like volcano OH the foe.
Whole ranks went down before the destructive
fire, yet they faltered not for a moment. Over
their fallen comrades, with the same steady front,
they moved on, across the valley, and up the
slope. Before their cool, resistless charge, the
English lines melted like frost-work. They took
the last fire of the artillery full on their bosoms,
then walked over the cannon, artilery-men and
all. On, on, like resistless wave, they swept,
carrying every thing down in their passage, till
they approached within few rods of where We'll
lington stood. All seemed lost, when a rank of
men who had lain fiat on their faces behind low
ridge of earth, suddenly heard the ringing order,
Cup and at 'em." They started up as from The
bowels of the earth, aad poured in their destruc-
tive fire in the very f1ces of that mangled guard.
They recolled TO the discharge, as if smitlen by
a sudden blow. A second and third followed.
They reeled and staggered moment, and then
broke and fled. Young Gordon could be re-
strained no longer. He burst away with yell
like that of a madman, and was lost in the fight.
y
The battle was over The thunder of distant
cannon came at intervals on the night air. telling
where Butcher trod down the foe. Wellington
had left to him the pursuit, and was leading back
his weary and bleeding army over the battle-fe
The full round moon was riding the quiet heav.
ems, lighting up the mangled masses of human
flesh that weighed down the field. Here an ep-
aulette, and there a shvered sword, flashed back
its beams Groans loaded the air, while the
death-shriek came at intervals on the ear. Wei
Iington lCept. The excitement and rage of the
battle was over, and his heart sickened at the aw.
full scene before him. Among heap of the
slain, young Gordon was stretched. His sword
lay shivered at his side, dabbed with blood The
miniature of his sister had fallen from his bosom
and that spiritual face seemed gazing up towards
heaven. A bullet had poughed up his cheek
and traversing bis brain ended his life at blow
"Hc rcas but eighteen gears Of age, and this tOas
his Twentieth battle" He sleeps in the little
church at Waterloo, within sight Of his last bat
tle-feld
The history of that sister is soon told In
country church-yard of England, is plain mon
ument recording her worth and virtue. turned
away mumuring to my self, Sand these were
buttwo of the twenty thousand hearts that single
battle broke" Oh, War! thou last invention o
man for his own destruction,
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