Connecticut western news., 1895-01-03

You will read this inscription on his tomb:
 John Nicholson, who led the assault of Delhi, but fell in the hour of victory, mortally wounded, and died 23d Sep. tember, 1857, aged S5 years"
 The Cashmere Gate.
 With wbat guns and men General Nicholson could muster he had laid siege to this walled oity filled with devils. What fearful oddsl Twelve hun. dred British troops. uncovered by any military works. to take city surround ed by firm and high masonry, on the top of which were ll4 guns ana defend cd hy 10, 900 foaming sepoys. A larger percentage of troops fell here than in any great battle 1 happen to know of. The Crimean percentage of the fallen was IS, but the percentage of Delhi was 37.9. Yet that city must be taken, and it can only be taken by such cour- age as had never been recorded in all the annals of bloodshed. Every charge of tho British regiments against the walls and gates had been beaten back. The hyenas of Hindooism and Moham- mechanism howled over the walls, aL.i the English army could do nothing but bury their own dead But at this gate ! stand and watch an exploit that makes the page of history tremble with agita- tion
 This city has ten gates, hut the most famous is tho one before whfVh we now stand, and it is called Cashmere gate. Write the words in rcd ink because of the carnage Write them in letters of light for the illustrious deeds. Write them in letters of black for the bereft and the dead. Will the world ever for get that Cashmere gate?s Lieutenant Salkeld and Homo and Sorgeants Bur- gess, Carmichael and Smith offered to take bags of powder to the foot of that gate and set them on fire, blowing open the gate, although they must die in do- ing 1t. There they go just after sunrise, each one carrying sack containing 24 pounds of powder, and doing this under the fire of the enemy.
 Lieutenant Home was the first to jump into the ditch, which still re- mains before the gate. As they go, one by one falls under the shot and shell. One of the mortally wounded as he falls hands his sack of powder with a box of lucifer matches to another, tell ing him to fire the sack. when, with an explosion that shook the earth for 20 miles around, part of the Cashmere gate was blown into fragments, and the bodies of some of these heroes were so scattered they ware never gathered for funeral or grave or monument. The British army rushed in through the broken gate, and although six days of hard fighting were necessary before the city was in complete possession the crisis was past. The Cashmere gate open, the capture of Delhi and all it contained of palaces and mosques and treasures was possible.
 Lord Napier of Magdala, of whom MT. Gladstone spoke to me so affection ately when was his guest at Hawarden, England, has lifted monument near this Cashmere gate, with the names of the men who there fell inscribed there on. That English lord, who had seen courage on many a battlefield, visited this Cashmere gate and felt that the men who opened it with the loss of their own lives ought to be commence rated, and benco this cenotaph. But, aft CT all, tho best monument is the gate itself, with the deep gouges ill the brick wall on the left side made by two bomb shells, and tho wall above torn by ten bombshells, and the wall on the right side defaced and scraped and plowed and gullied by all styles of long reach ing weaponry. Let the words Cash mere gate, as synonym for patriot ism and fearlessness and self sacrifice, ture, all time. all eternityl My friends, that kind of courage sanctified will yet take the whole earth for God. Indeed the missionaries now at Delhi, toiling amid heathenism and fever and cholera, and far away from home and comfort, and staying there until they drop into their graves, are just as brave in talk ing Delhi for Christ as were Nicholson and Home and Carmichael in taking Delhi for Great Britain. Take this for the first sermonic lesson.
 Vanished Glories.
 Another thing you must see if you go to Delhi, though you leave many things unseen, is the palace of the mo- guls. It is an inolosure 1000 yards by 900. You enter through yaulted hall nearly 400 feet long Floors of Floren- tine mosaic and walls once emeralded and sapphired and carbuncled and dia- monded. I said to the guide, "Show us where once stood the peacock throne. " Here it was, ." he responded. All the thrones of the earth put together would liance. It had steps of silver, and the seat and arms were of solid gold It cost about $150, 900, 900. It stood be- tween two peaoocks, the feathers and plumes of which were fashioned out of colored stones. Above the throne was a life size parrot cut out of one emerald l Above all was canopy resting on 12 columns of gold, the canopy fringed with pearls. Seated here, the emperor on public occasions wore crown con- | taining, among other things, the Koh- moor diamond, and the entire blaze of coronet cost $l0, $50, 900. This superb ! and once almost supernaturally beauti- 1 ful room has imbedded in the white marble wall letters of black marble, which were translated to me from Per- sian into English as meaning:
 l If on the earth there be Eden of bliss,
 That place is this, is this, is this, is this.
 But the peacocks that stood beside the throne have fiownAxway, taking all the display with them, and those white marble floors were reddened with slaughter, and those bathrooms ran with blood, and that Eden of which the !, Persian couplet on the walls spake has had it's flowers wither and its fruits decay, and 1 thought while looking a' the brilliant desolation and standing amid the vanished glories of that throne room that some one had better change little that Persian couplot on the wal