have devoured their carcases, the sultan will distribute abundant rewards to all that are found to deserve his favour." ing supposed impossibilities; but they attempted to accomplish by treachery the destruction of the victors, though they also must be involved in the same fate. A British soldier observed a Mysorean skulking towards the powder-magazine of the grand parade, with a concealed bulk under his cloak. The soldier rushed forward, and tearing open the envelope, found two lighted matches, which he extinguished under his feet. In a moment he was furiously assaulted by several of Tippoo's soldiers, and must have been killed, if his wife, Tippoo retired amidst the acclamations of his soldiery, and assuming a new disguise, took the road to Seringapatam, attended by the trusty cavalcade he led to Savendroog. His spirit-stirring harangue had full effect upon the garrison; the vigilance of the officers and men had no remission; and on the 10th of December, their scouts gave notice, that a British army, preceded by indefatigable bands of pioneers, were mak-who never separated from him, had ing terrible progress in cutting their way through a part of the forest which hitherto had been considered impenetrable, as the enormous trunks of the sylvan giants were closely interwoven by prickly climbing plants. Next morning, before sunrise, Colonel Stewart and his undaunted brigades had scaled the fock, and carried by assault all the compartments of the fortress, without the loss of a single man. not called for help. The soldier defended himself till a sufficient force disarmed the Mysoreans. Their of ficers denied any participation in this enterprize, and gave them up to punishment for violating the terms of capitulation. We leave them in the hands of British justice and clemency, and return to the soldier, whose conduct and bravery prevented the tremendous explosion. A sentiment of deep interest in his recovery pervaded the British army. He was the only man who had been wounded; his blood was shed to avert the loss of many lives; on former occasions his courage and presence of mind were con rited not only approbation but respect. He was lodged in a lofty The attack was so unexpected, that the Mysoreans, who looked only for a regular siege, were occupied in preparations to resist to the last; and they exulted in the certainty, that the climate would prove an auxiliary, before whose empoisoned shaftsspicuous, and all his behaviour methe Britons must fall, long ere the stores of ammunition and food in the fortress of Savendroog could be ex-apartment, detached from the noise pended. Colonel Stewart was aware of military movements, and every that the climate would operate as accommodation was provided for him the only unconquerable foe; and he and his wife. accordingly abridged the process of his warfare. When he summoned the garrison to surrender, they were panic-struck by finding they had to cope with an enemy capable of achievVol. III. No. XIII. - They had arrived with recruits for the regiment of foot, a short time previous to the opening of the campaign: the commanding officer of these new levies, who alone knew any F thing of them, died on his passage to India, and they were strictly reserved concerning their own private history. Henry Rutledge was, however, soon distinguished for the most exact performance of duty, and in more than one engagement had displayed the most admirable qualities of a soldier. | He was offered a halbert; but with expressions of due acknowledgment he declined that promotion, requesting leave to remain as a volunteer, until he should earn by his services the honour of being ranked with commissioned officers. He and his wife had all the appearance of habits acquired and confirmed in a superior station: yet, when persons of that description come among strangers, without vouchers for their character, they are liable to unfavourable conjectures, and time only can acquit them of suspicion. With the most civil and obliging deportment to the soldiers and their wives, Henry Rutledge and his spouse scrupulously avoided all tendency to familiar intercourse. Mrs. Rutledge worked with her needle, or wove bobbin lace; and in every interval between the calls of duty, her husband sketched patterns or wound thread for her elegant manufacture, or amused her by reading aloud, and playing on the flute or clarionet. They conversed in a foreign language, which some of the soldiers who had served abroad imagined to have the German accent; and in the camp or the field of danger, Mrs. Rutledge endeavoured to keep sight of her better self. When the regiment was first ordered on service, Rutledge entreated his wife to remain at Madras, and the only favour he ever asked of his captain was, that he would vouchsafe his advice on this head. The worthy veteran accompanied him to Mrs. Rutledge's lodging, and represented to her the untried evils she must encounter if she attended the march of the regiment. She implored him not to oppose her humble but fixed resolution. She would give no trouble, and might be useful. Hardship or peril she was prepared to meet, and could endure any suffering, except being torn from her husband. Rutledge assured her, that to carry away with him the certainty of her comfort and health being secure would give him spirits to act with greater energy. She turned upon him a look of affectionate reproof, saying, Henry Rutledge! when I became yours, you swore never to insist that I would separate from you even in the field of battle. I claim the performance of that solemn engagement. If you leave me, I shall lose my reason or my life. I can but die if I go with you, but I shall die happy; and, O Captain Baygrove, if you hope, by the blessing of God, to be restored to your lady and daughters, have pity on a friendless stranger, and let me live or die undivided from my only protectormy husband!" 66 This appeal to his conjugal and paternal tenderness could not be resisted. Captain Baygrove nominated Mrs. Rutledge among the soldiers' wives who were to follow his company; and this ladylike adventuress was seen on foot, shading herself from the sun with a parasol, or on a baggage-waggon, screened by an umbrella; but always when the division to which Rutledge belonged made a halt, she was by his side. She kept pace with him in ascending the rock of Savendroog, and, as she had prognosticated, was useful, for her tlemen wished to draw his wife into cries brought succours to her hus- conversation, but she answered only band in time to intercept the My-in monosyllables, and without any soreans who ran to kindle other breach of respect, shewed them she matches, when Rutledge extinguish-was determined to maintain a strict ed those first intended to explode reserve. The patient was informed the powder-magazine. Thus every circumstance that related to the heroic pair became a subject of discussion at the mess-tables; and the surgeons never visited Rutledge unaccompanied by officers of the different regiments, who were desirous of seeing him and his wife. They always found Mrs. Rutledge in attendance. She courtesied to them with involuntary grace, and her countenance, the index of sorrowful anxiety, evinced a total abstraction from self-a disregard to every consideration except the danger and distress of her husband. When he was declared to be convalescent, the gen that his services being represented to the commander-in-chief of the army by Colonel Stewart, he was immediately appointed ensign, and a few days afterwards promoted to the rank of lieutenant. Mr. and Mrs. Rutledge expressed their grateful feelings in terms that proved how highly they were qualified to support the place in society to which they were deservedly raised. The officers retired, leaving the happy pair to indulge in mutual gratulations; but in the evening it appeared that joyful emotion had caused some access of fever to the patient. (To be concluded in our next.) A CHRISTMAS PARTY. THE DINNER. "CAPTAIN VON PFITTERSHAUSEN, as I'm alive!" exclaimed, with goggle eyes and nut-cracker jaws, my old acquaintance, Mr. Walter Waffle, the ship-broker, as I turned the corner of the Post-Office archway in Lombard-street, whither I had sped my steps from Panton-square in the Haymarket, to insure the safe conveyance of three pages of foolscap to my dear Frederika at Wolfenbuttel, circumstantially detailing the wound at the battle of Toulouse, and the consequent amputation above the knee-joint; but consoling her grief by the news of the liberal pension which, with half-pay and Spanish prize-money, would in six weeks' time enable me to fly to her arms, to be for ever united to the most graceful of her sex. It was at a ball at the Casino my eyes first beheld her beautiful form, and received from her looks the silent assurance of favour. Like Luna and her terrestrial companion in the firmament, we whirled swiftly and gracefully in amatory loveliness round the splendid saloon, the admiration of strangers and envy of friends. Frederika was the beau idéal of waltzing. Would she had been less partial to that bewitching pastime !! Alas! my three pages of foolscap, for the safe conveyance of which to Wolfenbuttel I had sped my steps from Panton-square in the Haymarket to Lombard-street, remained a dead letter, until Schwartz, the invalid corporal of von Detholm's com 2 pany, shewed some bowels for my corporal and mental anguish, by informing me, with corporal-like naïveté, that I must give up all thoughts of Miss Frederika, by reason of my incapacitation from future participation in the sports of saltation: "for," said he unanswerably, "your honour will allow that waltzing on three legs is inconvenient and unsightly; and so Miss Frederika, I understand, has determined to waltz | to the temple of Hymns in as perfect a way as Counsellor Ninihoffer's healthy pedestals will let her." O woman! woman!! Fortunately for me, these deadly tidings were yet hidden under the veil of futurity, when at the corner of the archway in Lombard-street my old acquaintance, Mr. Walter Waffle, the ship-broker, exclaimed, with goggle eyes and nut-cracker jaws, "Captain von Pfittershausen, as I am alive! Dear me, a leg the worse for valour! Well, well, better a leg than a head; great saving in stockings and shoes, washing, and Day and Martin's. One ball goes as far as two." O the broker-feeling! What a sympathizing soul! Nay, peace to the manes of the broker! Mrs. Waffle's iron rule, after breaking his head once or twice a week during a term of years, I am sure broke the heart of invoices and charterparties; for Mr. Walter Waffle has freighted his last cargo in the church-yard of St. Leonard's, Shoreditch, where the bill of lading of pure marble, endorsed by his disconsolate spouse, enumerates all the parcels of virtues and mental endowments that are to be entered free of duty on t'other side the Styx. "Mrs. Waffle," said the good man, "At home."-" Nonsense! We shall expect you to dinner, four o'clock; don't make it later, that we may have time for a little music and a rubber: we always have cards on. Christmas-day. Perhaps there may be a little of the footing it too-(dear me, I did not think of your casualty! I ask a thousand pardons): never mind, we shall kill the time, I warrant you. You German gentlemen like cards, and Mrs. W. knows how to entertain her friends: her first husband, the sugar-baker, kept the best of company. Excuse me, I must run upon 'Change: so then, Christmas-day at four o'clock, or as much sooner as you like. Here's my card, though every body knows Walter Waffle's in Wilmott Grove, Bethnal Green. God bless you, captain! A propos, if you like to come in your richmentals, so much the better. Mrs. W. delights in the military. Good bye, don't forget, four's the hour!" It was not till after inquiries and laborious turnings and oaths innumerable, that the soaked charioteer of hacks discovered the domicile of Mr. W. Waffle, "whom every body knows," by a brass plate indicating name, surname, and profession, peeping from under the shade of a portal 66 of lattice-work, of enlivening and rural verditer, of the size of a sentry-box. The front court of the rum in urby" had lost some of its best charms at this inclement season of the year: yet a cypress in the middle of an elliptical well-boxed parterre, surrounded by a curious mosaic of oyster-shells, washed clean by the incessant rain, and a neat privet-hedge within the rails, proclained the taste of the possessor. before me, to announce the murdered name of my ancestors under the guise of Captain Bickerstaff. This erratum being forthwith amended through the kindness of my old acquaintance, the broker of tonnage and primage, introductions showered upon me more plentifully, but less tangibly, than the previous rain under the verandah. All was a mumble-jumble of nouns proper of the masculine and feminine gender, No sooner had the coach halted, || in which they had greatly the advanthan the clangor of the steps enabled tage, inasmuch as "Captain Pfittersme to make some preparatory ac-hausen" was told over and over seven quaintance with a great part of the family and of the neighbours: some prim faces in the first floor kept eying the settlement of the fare; and the windows in the second were lined with the three darlings "well provided for and the two of our own." The exterior attractions, indeed, seemed to have made them forget the better opportunity of internal inspection: two successive knocks produced no other effect than bustle and confusion within, until a matron voice, from the stairs, sent forth a seasonable admonition to the careless crew below; adding, with becoming indignation, "Sally, why don't you take them pattens down in the kitching? Would you have the captain break his other leg too?" The peremptory tone in which these orders were conveyed, rendered it quite natural that "them pattens" should be taken down before the "French" gentleman was taken into the house. After a little further compliment of the season therefore under the pervious porch, to the great detriment of my single silk hose and pump, admittance into the interior of Mr. Waffle's domain was granted; the aperient party running times, but the names of the seven reciprocities most unbecomingly slurred over to me; so that, excepting those of Mr. Jones and of Mr. and Mrs. Smith-which sounds had met my ears before-the rest of the company remained non-descripts to my intellects till the festivities had considerably " progressed." Mrs. Biffin, a short inangular and vastly inquisitive lady from Mile-End Green, whose neighbour, in the expecting circle, chance had destined. me to be, asked many questions about the battles and skirmishes on the Spanish "main," protesting that she should not mind seeing Mr. Biffin return with a leg the less from such glorious deeds as must have been achieved by the gallant Captain von Pfittershausen; and inquiring, by the way, whether I were any relation to the famous Baron Munchausen, whose travels she had had from the library, but believed to be for the most part a pack of · --. From these importunities I was happily released by the seasonable interposition of the lady of the house, the widow of "forty-five or so," a comely anthropophagan countenance of male aspect and dark complexion, |