The Albany register. [volume] (Albany, Or.) 1868-18??, 1871-09-09

things irmumerable, we at last found
ourselves, with our trimness tarn-
ished, and our ideas of glorious
war considerably modified, encamp-
ed at some uhpronounceable place
on the Lower Danube, with old |
S,tvarov's great coats quartereds
within three miles of u.s.
.'Did you ever see Suvaroy Pr
asked Lieutenant NJ Naughton(pop-sl
ularly known as Lieutenant Makes
a-note-on'o, who was a kind of
walking Geographic Universaille,
and never lost chance of learning
fresh particulars respecting the food,
drink, clothes, boots, and tout en-
sembte of any great historical cele-
brity.
"Only once," replied the Colonel;
"but I haven't forgotten it yet. One
day when there was a truce for
three or four hours, some of the
Russian officers invited a few of
ours to dine with them and an old
Bavarian cavalry officer, who was
one of the elect, ard with whom l
had become quite intimate, think
ing | might like to see the fun, took
me along with him. We were all
thick as thieves III twinkling, and
there was great hand shaking and
drilkin@ of healths going all around
wien, all of a sudden, the hangings
of the tent were tluEg back, aud in
rushed a little pug-nosed, dirty
faced fellow, dressed Tor rather ul,-
dressed) in a tattercd pair of trous-
ers, and shirt that looked as if it
hadn't been washed for month
r stuck his arms akimbo and crew
, like cock. | took him for n
J drunken camp-follower, and was
| rather astonislcd to see all the
Russian officers start up and salute
5 him. as if re lad been the Empress
r in person: but NY old Ravarian,
remarkilig my bowildermcnt, whis-
) pered to me that tits was tie sur
varov himself lie chatted for a
minute or two with his officers,
t AID then looking hard at me (I
suppose he thought locked rather
greei.cr than the rest, and wanted
to give me START, asked in Russ,
which one OF the others interpreted
4 for me, 'How maay stars are there
e in the sky? ?'* 'Nore at present,
: answered [ in Ere, cll; they OILY
:, come out at night p The old fellow
: laughed when they repeated what
| had said, and told me | ought tc
: have been Russian, and with tha,
u he bolted out as suddenly as he hat
$ came in, and l never saw hin
y again"
/ M'Naughten put up his penci
n and notebook (which had beer
II busy during the whole of the las
4 paragraph, alid looked around witt
the air o.! eirtuoso, who had jus
N lighted upon an ul.deniable Galba
,e or a fragment of one of the los
1t books of Livy.
II cit was a few days after Oh.
glimpse of the cl.clny's menoge,
10 pursued the Colonel, ''that tn
first taste of retribution overtoo
OF my friend the EEgGsLman. w
II were strolling through the cam
with Turkish officer whose "a.
We q,laihtancc we lad made the da
lie before, and tie interpreter We
'e- abusing the Scotch to his heart
conteiit, as usual, when to his utte
lie astoilisEmeit (and mine too, f;
IS that matter), lias>an Eey turne
II upon him, AID broke out tiereel
In 'l'll tell yc what, ma mon, gin ,
'fs daur lowse yere sonshe upon II
l country Ike thaat, I'll gle ye
81, cloot on the lug that'll maxi
W, tingle fra this till Halloween p"
ra- You should lave seen the En-
OF lishmai's face; | think | never sa
a man really thuuderstruck befol
he "Why, good gracious p exclan
ks ed he at length, 81 thought Y,
he were a Turk ~
of "And sac am Turk the nc
ig, may Draw chiel," retorted t
ng irate Glasgow Mussulman ssal
we a better ane than yell ever max
;er forbye, for we ken nae mair o. tn.
he ways than my fathers auld leath
as breeks, that ie'ertrawvelIed furtll
!, a than just frae Glasgae to Greene
red and back again; but when ga
,ut hame (and I'll do or it's lang, it
ow be Gods wulD I'll jist be Wul
sh, Forbes, son % auld Daddie Forl
her o. the Gorbals, for a. that's col
be and game -
md At that moment, as if to add
ith the effect of this wonderful me
an morphosis, splendidly dress
ing Hungarian, whom remembered
] of have seen among the Russian o
n.y. GERS with whom we had din.
an. called out from the other bank
ilg- the stream that separated the e
md my's, "Nully, mon, there's tr,
ret the moo for twa hours; jist, co
ear VII me, and we'll have . glass
inst whusky thegither p
yer At this second miracle, the int
ner preter's face assumed q look Of !
'e. defined apprehension wonderful .
pom edifying to behold-exactly
up look Of Moliere's sAlalade lima
2 / naire' when he began to wons
Ugh whether there was really aliythI
, it, serious the matter with him.
lice Isn't that fellow q Hun9arial
eks said he in low horror-stricl