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VOLUME 13---NUMBER 30.


haps no more. No matter, the deed is DONE
Dead men tell no Iales"-and placing the false
will IN the secret drawer OF the desk he departed
from the house TO inform the relatives.
His obsequies were brief, the friends and kns.
men paid more respect to his wealth than his
memory, and the same day that the body was
Consigned to the grave, was the will Of Kenton
Opened. Judge Of the surprise Of all when il
was found to contain a clear and distinct con.
yeyance Of the whole Of his immense wealth 10
Dunraven; not even was the smallest sum ap.
lpropriaied TO the purchase Of mementos for his
nearest and dearest relatives. BY some oflhem
the validity Of the will was questioned, but their
suspicious were speedily quieted by the evidence
adduced Of two witnesses, who swore that they
had legally subscribed TO the same, while the law
yer who had been commissioned TO frame the
document, subsanlated il in every particular.
We may as well here premise that Kenion,
feeling the approach of death, had directed Dun.
raven to employ an attorney to draw out will
in favor Of his only son, whom he had disnherit.
ed, owing to his wild and exlravagant propensi.
ties. In place of this, Dunraven had caused it to
be drawn in favor of himself and in the even,
oTthe fraud succeeding, was to pay the attorney
a certain sum who was also TO procure Two
competent witnesses 10 attest the same. The
signature Of Kenton he undertook 10 procure
himself. How he did procure it we have arca.
Idy shown.
We shall now change the scene TO the plains
of Waterloo-on that eventful day when the
Iprepondering fate of France and England was
deGlded-whon The mighty destroyer Of his spe.
eies; the subduer Of Eerope, the modern Auila.
who stopped not for the cries Of the widow and
The fatherles3 in his bloody march 10 the throne
of ambition, was hurled from the summit Of
power; and quailing before the arms ofthe allied
forces, fled, stricken, humble and nerveess, from
that memorable field.
Night had settled over the scene Of carnage,
whers but some few hours before, the clash Of
the sabre, the platoon Of musketry, the roar Of
artillery, the shock Of encountering squadrons,
the cries Of vengeance, the shout Of conquest,
rent the heavens like the last hour Of departing
nature. Now, the bland blue sky was smiling
over all, the diamond lights of heaven ware emit.
Ting their glorious brliance, and the sickle moon
was reapng the heecy clouds as they swept past
her on the wings of the summer wind Man,
horse and rider, dead and DYING were scattered
over the field. Alone, and by The margin Of
little slreamlet whose waters were yet red with
the blood Of battle, n wounded soldier was re-
clining, family essaying to cool his fevered brow
and parched lips. He was a tall and handsome
man, Of about thirty summers, and wore the uni.
form Of n British soldier. Ever and anon he
raised himself upon his elbow, casing an anxious
glance over the plain.
"Not yet! no. yet!'' he would despondingy
utter To himself. "Wlll she never comc-can
any calamity have befallen her-what can de.
tain her!" then falling back, would give vent 10
his agony in deep and audible groans. At last
q solitary figure was seen vending its way a.
mong The masses of the slain. 1t was q young
and beauteous female, habited in the peasant
costume of sunny France. In her hand she car.
ried little basket, while at every few steps, she
would pause, and sweety singing the burden Of
a paintve ditty, then, for few moments listen;
as if expecting it would be answered by some one
near. And she was not deceived that young
and wounded soldier caught the well known
strain, and in faint yet melodous voice re-
peated the burden. A scream of Joy burst from
her lips, and hurrying to the spot, she fell upon
his bosom exclaimng with feeble utterance.
"My William, he yet lives. His Jeanette is
hOppy"
By degrees as we'll rs the wounded condition
Of the young man would admit of, he restored
her TO consciousness. Her first care was then 10
Staunch the blood which yet tricklcd from his
wound, and administer 10 him such restoratives
as her basket afforded Sweet and happy were
those moments; the pain of the soldier was for.
gotten in the embrace ofthe true. hearted woman,
and her doubt and fears were relieved in finding
her William still living. Yes, there, on the field
of battle, with the slain around them, and the
groans Of the wounded ringing in their ears, the
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lures oflove. The gloom of fdespondency which
had hung over them when he departed for the
conflict, was dispelled, and the star Of hope burn
ed in the heaven of their hearts.
All that night did the fond wife busy herself
in endeavoring 10 recruit the exhausted strength
Of her husband, and her efforts were crowned
with success. lie soon sank into sound sum.
ber pillowed upon the breast Of his vrtuous help.
mate, and when he awoke, the sun was bursting
tho portals Of the orient, and he felt the stream
Of health once moro bounding through his bo.
som.
"Oh!" he frequently calculated, ~ have pass.
ed through the furnace; but come, my Jeanette,
lei us leave this scene Of horror. The sight
makes me sick at heart"
Three miles from the plains Of Waterloo, in
q little valley through which the same stream
meanders, by which Jeanette had found her hus.
band, stood u lule rustic cottage, the abode Of
an humble. honest. kind-hearted couple. To
them Jeanette was distanty related, and rhither
they directed their steps. 1t is hardly necessary
to say they were received with all the hospitality
and kindness their narrow circumstances afford.
ed. For some months they soiourned ill vii.
liam had recovered considerably from his
wounds, and he, with others, after peace was re.
stored to bleeding France, by tho abdication Of
Napoleon, received his discharge from the army
without one fanhing of provision for his future
days.
"They who shed their blood for others great renown
Crouched on the earth, toyi Id the lord his down,