Fifty Years of My Life

otte and my Mother.?A Ghost Story.?Set sail for Mauritius.? The Island during the Reign of Terror.?The Slave Trade. ?A Hurricane.?Cape of Good Hope.?Lord Charles Somerset.?Dr. James Barry.?St. Helena.?Napoleon's Last Moment'.?Return to England. We remained in camp till the cold became so Chap, m, intense that the troops could no longer be kept Te in safety under canvas. On or about the 1st of November our division was ordered into cantonments. Our line of march was by the Barriere de Neuilly and the Champs Elyse'es, past Place Louis Quinze, up Rue Royale through the Boulevards des Italiens and Poissoniere, and out of the Porte St. Martin, our bayonets fixed, our drums beating, and our colours flying. My company, which formed a part of the head-quarters of the regiment, was Chap. in. billeted on a village to the north of Paris called Le Massy. " We have come," writes Colonel Tidy to his friends in Northamptonshire, " into a place successively occupied by Prussians, Cossacks, and Aus- trians, and, would you believe it, of the three they (the French) prefer the Cossacks ? When we came in they expected to have everything eaten and drunk up, and prepared accordingly ; but our fellows, having been paid the day before, began to pull out their five-franc pieces. The villagers are actually enriching themselves." In this village we assembled as a mess for the first time since the regiment left England. There was no end to the schemes that the division did not form ...