Monmouth weekly herald. [volume] (Freehold, N.J.) 1854-1860, 1858-12-02
FREEHOLD NJ. THURSDAY MORNING. DECEMBER q 1863.

bowling.
The same, will you be seated, sir q"
am Frederick Lieten | served ii
the battle of Waterloo. in the same regi
ment with Henry Werdsr, and he reques
ted me to give this to you" And as he
finished he placed q small package in her
hands.
Why does he not GENE himself? he
is not dead? Oh, say he is not dead =
she said in a voice of spch imposing o
ny that the young soldier felt the tears
rise in his eyes.
Lady" be said, in a sad tone, "Henry
fell at Waterloo n
She did not scream nor faint, but sank
into the chair near her, with only a moan
OF agony. He mistook her silent fearless
agony for calmness, and began to relate
the particulars of his comrades death,
and delivered his dying message to his
betrothed. Vaninka heard every word.
but she neither spoke nor stirred, but sat
with her eyes fixed on the little package
he had given her. He left her, and her
mother found her, half an hour after, still
in the same position.
VaRinka," she said, who was your
visitor?"
There was no answer.
"Vaninka," she said again, are you
i'll Z" and she laid her hand gently upon
her arm
Dead, mother, dead |" she said, now
raising her eyes.
WHO is dead, darling 2" asked her
mother, frightened at her strange tone.
Vaninka slowly opened the package,
drew out the ring and hair it contained,
and murmuring Henry Oh, mother,
he is dead p she fell sobbing into her
mother s arms
We change the scene now to Waterloo,
in the latter part OF the battle between
the armies of Napoleon and Wellington.
The moment we choose was the one in
which the Imperial Guard Of the Empe-
ror threw themselves with desperate val.
or between the advancing Prussian forces
ano the English army, 10 prevent their
joining their strength. Henry Werder,
at the head OF his regiment, felt his heart
throb with Intense excitement, as the two
immense columns the flower OF the French
army advanced upon the English troops.
They came On III silence, until within
range OF the batteries prepared to receive
them then a terrific discharge, seeming
TO rend heaven and earth, scattered death
among their ranks still tlese veterans
advanced, the honor Of their nation was
III peril, they could die, but not turn be-
fore the enemy another discharge, and
the Prusslan troops Vino had been rapidly
nearing the scene OF action, then dashed
amongst them. The Carrie 1mperlale de
Napoleon was utterly annlhilated. One
e~xultant shout was raised by the allied
armies, as this fearful crisis was decided
in their favor.
But where, In the moment of victory,
was Henry? Stretched upon the field,
his head supported by his fellow officer
Frederick Lieten, and the life blood flow
ing from a wound in his breast.
Frederick p be murmured, in a dy-
ing voice, you will see Vaninka Z"
1t | live y answered his comrade,
with deep emotion.
You will give her this ring, and cut
some of my hair off for her. Tell her my
dying thoughts were all of her. Heaven
bless you my comrade. Farewell r and
his head iell heavily back.
"Deadl' said Frederick, and | must
leave him here.
Frederick was mistaken /; Henry was
not dead, he had only tainted. Some
hours afterwards, he was lying on a hos.
pital bed in a raving delirium. For
weeks his life hung upon a thread then
a young, strong constitution triumphed,
and he began to mend. His physician
positively forbade his returning to Prus-
STA, and warning him that his lungs were
much affected, he recommended a winter
in Italy. Writing a long letter to Van
inka to explain his long absence, Henry
made his preparations and, after an i'll
ness of over three months, started in the
early part Of October for Naples. He
remained there, gaining health and
strength until the next June, and started
for home. During his residence in Italy
he had written again and again to both
Vaninka and Frederick, and wondered
why he had received no letters in answer.
His epistles never reached them.
rH.HrHE aF
X
We now return to Vaninka. Contrary
to the fear of her friends, she had seemed
to bear her loss with calmnes5. She had
been so long In a state Of agonizing sus-
pense, that any certainty, even this dire
ful one, was a relief. Still her step did
not regain its elasticity, aud her grief, if
NOT lOud. was deem. Her friends 1nistooL
despair for calmness. She grew paler
and thinner, and now frequently kept her
room for days together.
Her lover had been gone some eight
mouths, when her hand was again sought
in marriage. George Weimar was a gen
tie, mild old man, and of large influence
10 his native town. He was an old friend
of Yaninka's father, and had long thought
of seeking Vaninka for his bride. When,
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