Connecticut western news., 1894-11-29

telling them he was on the way, but the next news was that Havelook had been compelled to retreat It was constant vacillation between hope and despair. But one day they heard the guns of re- lief sounding nearer and nearer. Yet all the houses of Lucknow were fortresses filled with armed misoreants, and every step of Havelock and his army was con- tested-fring from housetops, firing from windows, firing from doorways.
 I asked our friend if he thought that the world famous story of Scotch lass in her delirium hearing the Scotch bag pipes advancing with the Scotch regi- ment was true story. He said he did not know but that is was true. Without this mans telling me knew from my own observation that delirium some times quickens some of the faculties, and rather think the Scotch lass in her delirium was the first to hear the bag pipes. decline to believe that class of people who would like to kill all the poetry of the world and banish all the fine'sentiment They tell us that Whit tiers poem about Barbara Freitchie was founded on delusion, and that Long fellow poems immortalized things that never occurred. The Scotch lass did hear the slogan. I almost heard it my self as I stood inside the residency while my escort told of the coming on of the Seventy highland regiment.
 "Were you present when Havelock came inf" asked, for could suppress AAa came:
 T was not at the moment present, but with some other young fellows I saw soldiers dancing while two highland pipers played, and I said, What is all this excitement?' Then we came up and saw. that Havelock was in, and Outram was in, and the regiments were pouring in
 "Show us where they came in, ex- claimed. for knew that they did not enter through the gate of the residency, that being banked up inside to keep the murderers out "Here it is, answered through which they came"
 We walked up to the spot. It is now a broken down pile of bricks a dozen yards from the gate. Long grass now, but then @ blood spattered, bullet scar red opening in the wall.
 As we stood there, although the scene was S7 years ago, saw them come in -Havelook pale and sick, but trium- phant, and Outram, whom all the eQues- trian statues in Calcutta and Europe cannot too grandly present.
 Deliverance at Last.
 "What then happenedY' I said to my escort "Oh," he said, "that is impos- sible to tell. The earth was removed from the gate, and soon all tho army of + relief entered, and some of us laughed, | and some cried, and some prayed, and some danced. Highlanders so dust GOV cred and enough blood and wounds on their faces to make them unrecogniza- ble snatched the babes out of their mothers arms and kissed them and passed the babies along for other sol diers to kiss, and the wounded men | orawled out of the hospital to join in the cheering, and it was wild jubilee until, the first excitement passed, the story of how many of the advancing ar my had been slain on the way began to have fearful effect, and the story of suf fering that had been endured inside the fort, and tho announcement to children that they were fatherless, and to wives | that they were widows, submerged the shouts of joy with wailing of agony. But were you not embarrassed by the arrival of Havelock and 1 400 men who brought no food with themY' He answered: "Of course we were put on smaller rasions immediately in order that they might share with us, but we knew that the coming of this re-enforoe- ment would help us to hold the place until further relief should come. Had | not this first belief arrived as 1t did in Q day or two at most and perhaps in any hour the besiegers would have bro- ken in, and our end would have come. The sepoys had dug six mines under the residency and would soon have ex- ploded all.
 l After we had obtained few bullets that had been picked out of the wall | and piece of bombshell we walked
 around the eloquent ruins, and put our
 hands into the scars of the shattered masonry and explored the cemetery in
 side the fort, where hundreds of the dead soldiers await the coming of the | Lord of Hosts at the last day, and we
 could endure no more My nerves were
 all a-tremble, and my emotions were wrung out, and I said, 'Let us go"
 had seen the residenoy at Lucknow the
 day before with beloved missionary,
 and he told me many interesting facts
 concerning the besiegement of that
 place, but this morning had seen it in
 company with one who in that awful
 1857 of the Indian mutiny with his own
 fire had fought the besiegers, and with
 his own ear had heard the yell of the
 miscreants as they tried to storm the
 walls, and with his own eyes had wit.
 messed scene of pang and sacrifice and
 endurance and bereavement and prov.
 ess and rescue which has made all this
 Lucknow fortress and its surrounding
 the Mount Calvary of the nineteenth
 century.
 Honors For the Hero.
 On the following day, about fou,
 miles from the residency, I visited the
 grave of Havelock. The scenes of hard.
 ship and self sacrifice through which he
 had passed were too much for mortal
 endurance, and few days after Have
 look left the residency which he had re
 heved he lay in tent a-dying, while
 his son, whom I saw in London on my
 way here, was reading to the old herc
 the consolatory Scriptures. The tele
 graph wires had told all nations that
 Havelock was sick unto death. He ha6
 received the message of oongratulatior
 from Queen Victoria over his triumph.
 and had been knighted, and such re
 oeption as England never gave to any
 man since Wellington came back iron
 Waterloo awaited his return. But ht
 will never again see his native land
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