Smyrna times., 1858-01-14
fhe Relief at LuCkn0W.-h Stirring
Incident.

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Scarcely out of SCOTS novels can a scene
be found more dramatic, touching and pctur-
esque, than that descl Ibed by lady, the wife
Of an officer at Lucknow, in u letter published
IN the London Times:
| Togve its due effect, it should be remembered
tina. Gen. Havclock was not an hour too soon
IN his rellet, as the advance of The enemy's bat,
lerles and mines had settled the fate of the gar
rIsCn aud 1t should be known that in the con-
tinual uproar OF the cannonade, nd the OBJ
| structons OF military works and buildings, the
beIeagured and devoted garrison did not hear
or see anything OF the advancing relief until
the battle had been fought outside aud the re-
lieving force was marching to the gates.
| On every side death stared us in the face; no
human skull could avert 1t any longer We saw
the moment approach when we must bid fare
we'll 10 earth, yet without feeling that unuiter-
able horror which must have been experienced
! by the unhappy victims at CawnpOre. We
| were resolved rather to die than to yield, and
were fully persuaded that IN "a hours all would
be over. The engineers had said so, and all
knew the worst. We women strove to encour-
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which had beea assigned to u.s. such as convey
ing orders TO the batteries aud supplying the
men with provision, especially cups Of coffee,
which we prepared day and night had gone
out to try and make myself useful, in company
! with Jessie Brown, the wife of a corporal 10 my
husbands regiment. Poor Jessie had been in
a state OF restless excitement all through the
siege, and had fallen away vsIbIy within the
last few days. constant fever consumed her,
! aud her mind wandered occasionally, especially
tha1 day, when the recollectlons of home seem.
ed powerfully present to her. At last over
come with fatigue, she lay down on the ground,
pped up in her plaid. | sat beside her, pro-
missing to awaken her when, as she said, "her
father should return from the poughlng." She
| fell at length into profound slUmber, notion
less and apparently breathless, her head rest
lug in my lap. / mysolf could no longer resist
the inclination to sleep, in spite of the contnu.
al roar of the cannon. Suddenly ] was arous-
ed by wild unearlhly scream close 10 nay ear !;
my companion stood upright beside me, her
arms raised, and her head bent forward IN the
attitude of listening. A look OF intense delight
broke over her countenance, she grasped my
hand, drew me toward her, and exclaimed
" Dinna ye hear it dinna ye hear il! .Ay, I'm
no dreaming-t's the slogan o. the Heand-
ers We're saved!' Then hinging herself
OH her knees, she thanked God with passionate
fervor. felt utterly bewidered my English
ears heard only the roar of artillery, and
thought my poor Jessie was still raving but
she darted to the batteries, and heard her cry
necessarily to the men Courage! courage
bark TO the slogan to the Macgregor, the
gran andest of them a. Here's help at last
To describe the effect of these words upon the
soldiers would be impossible. For moment
they ceased firing, and every soul listened in
intense anxiety. Gradually, however, there
arose a mnrmur OF disappointment, aud the
wailing of the women, who had Hocked to the
spot burst out anew as the colonel shook his
head. Our dull Lowland ears heard nothing
but the rattle of the muskstry. A few mo-
ments more of this dealh-ike suspense, of this
agoniZing hope, and Jessie who again sunk on
the ground, sprang to her leet, and cried in
voice so clear that it was heard along the whole
line: Will ye no believe 1t moo! The slogan
has ceased indeed, but the Campbells are COM
in! Dye hear, dye hear! At that moment
we seemed indeed to hear the voice of God in
the distance, when the pIbroch Of the High
landers brought us lldiugs of the deliverance,
for now there was no longer any doubt Of the
fact. That shrlll, penetrating, ceaseless sound,
which rose above all other sounds, could come
neither from the advance ofthe enemy nor from
the work of the sappers No, it was indeed the
blast of the Scottish bagplOes, now shril and