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After having procured a room, and ordered our dinner, we 

 were obliged to share both with anunprovided party from Scot- 

 land. There had been, we believe, five parties traversing the 

 field, besides our own. Yet, such is the resort of visitants, 

 chiefly English, that the villagers considered this as only a 

 day of ordinary business. 



On our way home we stopped for a short time at Wa- 

 terloo, and entered the church. The walls of this small 

 building are now covered with monumental tablets, sacred 

 to the memory, not of Flemish churchmen or devotees, but 

 of British soldiers. The liberality of sentiment displayed 

 by the Roman Catholic clergy, in sanctioning these erec- 

 tions, is not undeserving of praise. — In a small garden behind 

 a cottage in the village, we noticed a tombstone which had 

 been lately erected : it covers the remains of Lieutenant- 

 Colonel Stables, who " fell distinguished by his soldiers'* 

 blessings, and his comrades'" tears." We saw likewise 

 the little garden in which the Marquis of Anglesea's limb 

 is buried : over the spot is planted a weeping willow, and a 

 painted board explains in French the purport of this droop- 

 ing emblem, — attractive conceits, which have doubtless 

 proved very profitable to the domestics of the house : we 

 were invited to enter and see the General's boot, and a 

 rush-bottomed chair, which was stained during the ampu- 

 tation. 



Soon after sunset we regained the gates of Brussels, 

 highly gratified witli our day's excursion. We had wit- 

 nessed the arena on which the most momentous and decisive 

 battle of modern times was decided, and on which, in the pre- 

 sence of brave friends and foes, the glory of Caledonia was 

 nobly maintained by her sons; and we felt double satisfac- 

 tion from being well assured, that our countrymen were 

 here beld in high estimation, not only for courage and 



