The Weekly Perrysburg journal. [volume] (Perrysburg, O. [Ohio]) 1861-1???, 1866-05-04

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Much, much, Vanipka. Sit down again,
and will take this stool at your feet. My
own beloved, came to tell YOU that our
wedding must be postponed"
Our wedding!" " cried the astonishod
girl
Even so Youare astonished, perhaps
hurt; have told you abruptlyf Look in
my face, Naninka, and see what have suf-
tered before would grieve you with my
bad news"
But Henry, I do misunderstood. Why
must We wait still longerG"
Because | must leave you in twenty
Leave me ?"
"Ycs. Napoleon has left ElbO, and is
even. now in Paris; our troops leave the
city in half an hour"
Henry, am l awake? No, no, Henry,
you are not in earnest. All !" she said
shuddering as she caught sight Of the neck.
lace, " said it was ominous I-T-Heu-
ry, you cannot leave me. Tonight too
the very night before the wedding !"
"Vauinka he cried, straining her to
MS breast. 81 must go see, tho clock
points to the time | set to leave you. Va.
ninka She has tainted Better 80 |" And
kissing her pale face again and again, he
her parents. A few words told them all,
and bearing their blessings, he departed.
Weeks passed, and YaGinka heard notli-
ing from her lover. She grew pale and
thin her movements were languid and her
former light step grew slow and heavy.
She no longer sang at her work, but would
let her hands fall listessly into her lap, and
heave deep sighs, while sometimes the tears
rolled unheeded down her cheeks.
Al length there came the news of tue
battle OF Waterloo Napoleon had been de-
teatcd, and all Europe was ringing with
the tidings. Naninkas suspense now
amounted to perfect agony "Henry "
she would cry, "Is he klledH o, when will
he Gomez" O.. ..H
One morning when she was seated with
her MOTHER sewing, she was told that n
Prussian officer wanted TO see her. With
her heart tlembling between fear and hope
she obeyed the summons. AS she slowly
entered the room, stranger rose, and ad
vauced to meet her.
Mademoselle Brentano 2" he inquired,
bowling.
"'The same. win you be seated, sir +"
am Frederick Liston / served in the
battle OF Waterloo, III the same regiment
with Henry Werder, and he requested me
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lshed, he placed a small package in her
hands.
Why don't he come himselfP He il
not deaIH Oh say he is not dead " she
said in voice of such imploring agony
that the young soldier felt the tears rise in
his eyes.
Lady he said, in sad tone, Henry
fell at Waterloo"
She did not scream, nor faint; but sank
into the chair near her, with only moan
OF agony. He mistook her silent, fearless
agony for calmness, and began to relate the
particulars OF his comrades death, and de.
llvered his dying message to his betrothed.
Naninka heard every word, but she neither
spoke nor stirred, but with her eyes fixed
on the little package he had given her. He
left her, and her mother found her h, If an
hour after still in the same position.
Naninka," she said, "who was your
visitor 2"
There was no answer.
"Vaninka!" she said again. are You
ill2" and she laid her hand gently upon
her arm.
:" Dead, mother, dead she said, now
raising her eyes.
WHO is dead, darlng?" asked her
mother, frightened at her strange tone.
Vaninka slowly opened her package and
drew out the ring and hair it contained,
murmuring Henry Oh, mother; he is
dead she foil sobbing on her mo ther's
arm.
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We change the scene now to Waterloo in
the latter part of the battle between the
armies of Napoleon and Wellington. The
morning we choose was the one in which
the Imperial Guard of the Emperor threw
themselves between the advancing Prussian
forces and the Englsh army to prevent
their joining their forces. Henry Werder,
at the head of his regiment, fell, his heat
throbbing with intense excitement as the
two immediate columns, the flower of the
French army, advanced upon the English
troops. They came on in silence, until
within range of the batteries prepared 20
receive them then a terrible discharge,
seeming to rend heaven and earth scat.
tering death among their ranks. Still these
veterans advanced. The honor of their ma
ton was in peril they could die, but not
turn before the enemy; another discharge
OF the Prusslan troops, who had been rap
idly nearing the scenes of action then
lashed amongst them. The Garde Imperi-
ale de Napoleon was utterly annililated.
An exutant 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 |
Liston, and the life-blood flowing from a
wound in his breast.
Frederick" he murmured, in a dying
voice, you will see Yaninka."
If | live" 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 for her-Heaven
bless yon, my comrade. Farewell " and
his head fell heavily back.
Dead !" said Frederick, Z" aud must
leave him here"
Frederick was mistaken. Henry was not
lead-he had only tainted. Some hours
literward he was lying on a hospitable bed
in raYing delirium.
For weeks his life hung upon thread,
hen young constitution trumphed and
nc began to mend. His ply sician posrtiye.
y forbade his returning to Prussia. and
warning him that his lungs were much af-
ected, he recommendcd winter in Italy.
Writing a long letter to Vaninka to explain
Iis long absence, Henry made his prepara-
ions. and, after an illness Of over three
months, started in The early part OF October
or Naples. lie remained there gaining
strength and health. until the next june, !
md then started for home. During his res
dence in Italy, he had written again and
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