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behind him, but, like the burning OF Moscow,
it was mastery; for Massena being thus de-
prived Of the means of supplying his army,
was soon obliged to retracc his steps to
Spain, pursued in his turn by the British,
and leaving the roads covered with his starv-
ing people, and slaughtered horses.


Amidst this desolaton first saw the lit
tie hero of whom write. had been with
the rear guard of the division. and was APP
preaching Abandra, when | observed four
or five men standing on ridge, in the val
lev through which VIC were pressing. One
OF them ran towards me, and said that there
was a man lying under "A tree u little way oil
the road, beside stream, and that he was
dying. staff surgeon WAS close by; told
him the circumstance, and We Immediately
proce ctlcd to the spot. There we beheld
soldier lying upon his back, his head resting
against bank, his cap beside him ana tllled
with water as ii he had been drinking out OF
it. Beside the man sat a fine boy, about three
wears cid, bis little arms stretched across him.
The Child looked wisttully atus We ask
ed him what be was doing there? but from


fright and perhaps confusion At seeing us all
intent upon ques.inning him, he only burst


into tears. The surgeon examined the man
and found he was litcless but still warm. !
asked the child il the man was his tathcr!


he said lie was; brt TO any further questions


he could only lisp an unintellisibe answer.
The surgeon thought the man had died oi
fatigue, probably from marching while, un-
der great debility Of sickness. asked the
boy, if he had walked with father that day
and he replied, that he did not, but had been
carried by him.


At this moment the last Of the division
was passing up the hill, and the French col
uuns appeared about halfa mile behind


There was nothing to be done but to remove
the child. and leave the dead man as ne was
directed the soldiers to do so, and to bring
him along with them. They accordingly


went over to the boy, to take him away from
the body, but he cried out, While tears roll
ed from his eyes, ".No, no. me a!ay az 0aa-
ly!-me stay wi daddy." and clung his 1T
tie arms about TIE dead soldier with deter


mined grasp. The men looked at each
ther; we we're all affected in the same way;
could ,.e the tears in the hardy fellows,
eyes They carcsscd him; they promised


that his father should so also; but no, the
\ little aifectionate creature could not be per-


suaded to quit his hold. Force was necessa-


~; the men drew him away from the body;


but the child's cries were heart-rendlng'


+" DaQdy dQddy daddy dear, dear daa-


dy!' Thus he called and cried, while tine


men, endeavorng to soothe him, bore him up
! the hill lust as tho enemy were entering the


valley. This was little Johnny, and the deao


man was his fathers kind, gond- -heartcd


comrade, who perhaps fastened MS own


death in carrying the beloved little orphan