The Feliciana Democrat., 1858-02-27
THE SLOGANS OF THE HIGHLANDS

Tie following is M extract from letter
written by VI de Banncro, a French physi-
cian, in the service Of MuSsut Rnjah, and pub
lshcd in lie Pays paris papcr,) under the
date of Calcutta, October 81 II give you
the following account Of the relief Of Luck
now, as described by lady, one Of the res
cued party On every side death stared us in
the face no human skill could avert it any
longer. We saw the moment approach when
we must bid farewell TO earth, yet without
feeling that unutterablc 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 twenty-four hours all would be over.
The engineers had said so, and all knew the
worst We women Strove to encourage each
other and TO perform the light duties which
had been assigned to rs, such ns conveying
orders to the batteries and supplying the men
with provisions 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 Il corporal in
my husbands regiment Poor Jessie had been
in n state of restless excitement all through
the siege, and had fallen away visbly within
the last few days. \ constant fever consumed
her and her mind wandered occasionally, cs-
pecialIy that dav, when the recollections of
home seemed powerfully present to her. At
last, overcome with fatigue, she lay down on
the ground, wrapped up in her plaid. | sat
beside hcr. promising to awaken her when, as
.he said her father should return from the
plowiug' She fell at length into IL profound
slumbcr, motionless, and, apparently, breath
less. her head resting in my lap. ] myself
rnyct tIn ipp1iuo tinn N Slnnn
IN spite of the continual roar Of the cnnnon.
Suddenly was aroused up by wild, nll-
earthly scream close to my ear my compa-
Mon stood upright beside me, her arms raised,
and her head bent forward in the attitude OF
listening. 4 look Of intense delight broke
over her countenance, she graspcd my hand,
drew NE toward her, and exclaimed, 'Dlnna ye
hear H.? dinna yc hear it? Ay, I'm no
dreamin', it's the slogan o the Highlanders !!
We're saved, were savedn Then, fngng
herself on her knees, she thanked Sod with
passionate fcryor. | felt utterly bcwdered j;
nv English ears heard only the roar Of artil-
ery, and thought my poor Jessie was still
raying but she darted to the batteries, and !
heard her cry necessarily to the men, Oonr'
age courage bark to the ogan-to the
Maceregor, the grandest of them a. llercs
nelD ut last % NtStTlDc lnc tIctb VI IncSc
words upon the soldiers would be impossible.
For moment they ceased firing, and every
soul listened in intense anxiety. Gradually,
however, there arose a murmur of bitter dis
appointment. and the wailing of the women
who had Aocked to the spot bnlSt out anew as
the colonel shook his head Our dull lowland
ears heard nothing but the rattle of the mus
kerry A few moments more of this death
like suspense, and of this agonizing hope, and
Jessie, who had again sunk on the ground,
sprang to her feet and cried in "a voice SC
clear and piercing that it was heard along the
whole line: will ye no believe it moo The
slogan has ceased, indeed, but the campbells
are comm Dye hear, dye hearp AT thai
moment we seemed indeed to hear the voice o
God in tile distance, when the pibroch of th'
Highlandcrs brought us tidings of delivcrance
for now there was no longer amy doubt OF tht
fact That shrill, penetrating, ceaseleSs sound
which rose above all other sounds, could come
neither from the advance of the enemy, no
from the work Of the appers No, it was
indeed the blast of the Scottish bagpipos, now
shrill and harsh, as threatening vengeance OF
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