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been sorry, for my foot and leg were braced to give 

 him a filip on his lower abdomen. I had no other 

 weapon, and I could not grapple with such a colossus. 

 His weight alone could have crushed me, although, I 

 was not lame at that time. But " all is well that ends 

 well." .... Only I should like to make some comment- 

 aries on such a man one of those satellites of the 

 uncle of his nephew, brave on the battle-field, but, 

 otherwise, most of the time reasoning as a horse ! ! 

 Can you understand that illogical, semi-brute express- 

 ing himself against a woman, who had more sense in 

 her fingers (queer comparison, but it suits my mean- 

 ing) than he had in his whole individual, to Kate any 

 one, because born in a certain country ! That man 

 ought to have admired the English for he had seen 

 them face to face on that "Abattoir! of human 

 bodies, Waterloo ! If that man had had a grain of com- 

 mon sense he would have looked with respevt with 

 profound admiration, at the sight of " "Wellington," 

 surrounded or with his aides-de-camp, Lords Hill and 

 Gordon, already killed : " General, if you expose 

 yourself to be killed, what shall we do ? As 1 do to 

 "be 'killed ! was his answer. A grand, a noble answer ! \ 

 For me that day Wellington was greater than Napo- 

 leon. I shall not qualify this last decency forbids 

 me. . 



