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THE STRUGGLE. The excitement, the ferocious joy of anticipated vengeance, nearly suffocated me, as, softly drawing back the bolt of the door, I retired into a dark corner, from whence I meant to sprin
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THE STRUGGLE. The excitement, the ferocious joy of anticipated vengeance, nearly suffocated me, as, softly drawing back the bolt of the door, I retired into a dark corner, from whence I meant to sprin
SAIL FOR GERMANY. We had been very comfortable in our quiet country quarters in Sussex, and being so near London, our o…
WADHURST. Jacqueline not dead, but in Paris! It terrified and bewildered me. Was Hautois drowned at last? might he too…
"TRUTH IS STRANGER THAN FICTION." "Fire—kill me!" exclaimed the chevalier, proudly and fiercely; &q…
THE PRISON SHIP. A thirty-six gun frigate, the Alceste , crowded with French prisoners, had for some reason, I know not…
WHAT THE GAZETTE CONTAINED. I had now served one campaign, though a short one; had seen the conclusion of another, endi…
THE SACK OF CHERBOURG. During the reign of Louis XIV. plans had been proposed by the celebrated Marshal Vauban, for the…
CHARTERS' VOW. Sick, ill, without a horse or accoutrements, I was now little better than a non-effective, and thus…
THE LIGHT TROOP. I was welcomed back by the gallant Captain Lindsay, by Lieutenant Douglas, and Cornet Keith (the three…
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