Weekly national intelligencer. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1841-1869, 1852-07-17

early hour and quite ready for my hard little bed
but should feel the day not well ended without giving
the account of my hardss yesterday An
army friend told at what hour service commenced in
the chapel royal of St. James, and to him am indebted
for an hour and half with the Duke Of Wellington
was up and early my toilette very rapid and with
out breakfast jumped into cab, drove up Pail Mall
to ST. Jamess palace, passed under the dark prson-ke
arch of the Clock Tower and in the ancient
sentinel with whom have become quite confidential
indeed find the 6ear-skns generally very conmunca-
tve-ponted out the door, there being externally APP
pearance Of church chapel and told that the Duke
with his usual punctuaty, had just gone in. modest
knock brought the verger silver key turned the lock-
(ony shing) and whispered that must be the
Duke You shall see him. he replied; opened the door,
showed me seat and Immediately in front of sat the
great captain OF he needed not to be pointed
out PncRs portraits unmstakabe. Service had not
begun and he standing up arranging the lessons for
the day. looking with apparent curiosity at every fresh
corner as if he did imagine the earyattendance to
be for less high purpose than the for which place
of worship should be entered confess to being inter-
esed in his every movement and impressed by his
devou attention the service following very earnestly
the long lessons and collects and responding very audb
kneelng and rising with the freedom Of young
could his face during the sermon, but he felt
like myself surmise that his quiet attitude must be at
tributed to doze. The chapel is small and the
shippers few scarcely any regal signs except the
royal arms over the altar and stamped the prayer
books and the private royal closet; that there
nothing to distract my looks from the hero Service
ended the people stood aside let the Duke precede
Them bowling and courtesyng profoundly, which he po
htely returned; but wished for something than
that so, he left the chapel, passed the awestruck
surrounders, and, touching him the said, "Wl
your Grace do me the favor to shake hands with
stranger He did not hear me, being quite deaf, and
bent down to listen. repeated the request "Oh" he
said 81 very glad indeed to you, giving me his
hand cordially with kindly pleasant smile upon
his venerable and really noble face AsI drew aside to
allow him to pass into the courtyard rather pleased
gasp of surprise escaped those and doubt
they correctly surmsed be enterprisng Yankee
There crowd of welressed people collected to see
him. raising their hats and curtseyng the soldiers with the
military salute all evidently with sincere respectmore
enthusiastic personal regard As he passed me lady
met him-hs daughter-inlaw, Lady Charles Wellesley
took his arm and they walked away through the park
followed by the crowd and the soldiers tumbng
each other for another look at their great chief too,
went with the mobocracy for little distance to see if he
walked with frmness and found it difficult to keep up
with his rapid pace he is erect and steps with military
precision showing signs of age except in the move
of the head which is remuous. The face is very
marked of course the eye dm but he did not glasses
and the mouth has the weak expression given to him
by Punch.
1t energetic thing for to do, butt was an r
resisble impulse he is passing away and is the only
person living towhom would pay the compliment Of thus
presenting myself 1t rather shocked the conventional
notions of my English army friend, for he scarcely
understand that such ebulition of enthusiasm could
thus have vent in America, in gallant country
should only have express the wish to know the Duke
and he would Of course be presented to but aures
pays, He passed me this morning horse
back and much struck with the soldery carriage
of this old man venerable His dress is youthful
and with his white trousers blue sack, white and
crava has very aunty and air for fourscore
years shall drop from my chair with sleep