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no longer He burst away with yell like
that of a madman, and was lost IN The tight.


The battle was over. The thunder of
distant cannon came at intervals on the night
air, telling where Butcher trod down the
foe. Wellington had left TO him the pur-
suit, and was leading back his weary and
bleeding army over the battle field The full
round moon was riding the quiet heavens,
lig hling up the mangied masses of human
flesh that weighed down the field. Here
an epanlrtte. and there a shivered sword,
flashed back its beams. Groans loaded the
air. while the death shrek came at inter
walls on the eas. Vellineton acepa The
excitement and rage ofthe battle was over,
and his heart sickened atlhe awful scene
before him. Among a heap OF slain, your z
Gordon was stretched His sword lay
shIvered at his side dabbled with blood. Tie
miniature OF his sister had fallen from his
bosom, and that spiritual face seemed ga
zlng up towards heaven. A bullet had
pioughed up his cheek, aud 4rayersing his
brain ended his life at a blow. He teas
but elghsesn gears of age, and this lCaS has
t,Centi~h battle" He sleeps in the iiule
church at Waterloo within sight of his last
battle field.


The history of that sister is soon told
In country church yard of Eng and is a
plain monument recording her death and
virtues. turned away, murmuriug to N.Y.
self, land these were but two of the twenty
thousand hearts that single battle broke"
Oh, Wari thou last invention of man for
his own destruction.