of the people has been amply punished by the return of the same government under the protecting shelter of an Austrian bayonet. My errand completed, I had at last, the pleasure of seeing my native country. CHAPTER V. Thus it is all men's office to speak patience To be so moral, when he shall endure The like himself. My griefs cry louder than advertisement; And there never yet was Philosopher That could endure the tooth-ache patiently. MUCH ADO ABOUT NOTHING. "It was in the month of July when I landed at Dover. I threw myself into a post-chaise with an eager impatience to behold the scenes of my early youth, and to delight my eyes once more with the view of those friends who were dear to me from past kindness. These were my thoughts during the best part of my journey, and served to chase away the ennui of riding by one's self. But I had miscalculated my joys, for when the last stage was finished, the postillion requested to know which hotel he should conduct me to. This simple question put to an instant flight all those agreeable ruminations I had formed upon my return home. I was harassed beyond expression at the reflection which crossed me then, and by which I truly felt that I, unlike the generality, had no home to receive me. I was without the cheering embraces of a parent, or family; there was no one to welcome the long absent relation. My choice was soon made. I therefore desired the postillion to drive me to Long's hotel; where at least, thought I, there is a chance of beholding some of my military friends, and you, Duvernet, in particular. But even in this hope was I foiled; you were unfortunately out of town. "My reception at the Commander in Chief's office was particularly gratifying to my feelings. I received many encomiums on the gallantry and skill of my military conduct. Had I been inclined to gaiety, I might have partaken largely of it, for I could have gained an introduction to every fashionable party. And even if my name and rank could not have achieved this of their own respectable influence, I might have obtained it from a quarter I could least expect; but what will not fortune do when she smiles upon a mortal? It happened that shortly after my arrival in London, I paid a visit to an old brother officer, residing at Brentford, on the sole fortune he possessed of his half pay as Major. He gave me a hearty welcome, and pressed me to partake of his homely potluck dinner. He contrived to produce two bottles of wine for my entertainment; and our conversation upon our foreign exploits was prolonged until 4 the midnight hour was on the point of striking. The Major urged me to stay, hinting the probability of my being robbed on the road. This however he withdrew, upon my representing that no footpads existed now, similar to those fero cious, merciless ones, who would dare singly to attack a mail coach. Our courage having been much improved since the days of Major Sturgeon. My hospitable friend laughed at this, and suffered me to depart, furnishing me with an excellent crab stick in case any suspicious fellow should think proper to declare himself. "I was considerably too late for any coach, and had I been within reach of a vehicle, I should not have taken advantage of it. Inured to hard and constant exercise, I felt somewhat pleased at the thoughts of performing a pedestrian feat of eight miles. It will serve,' said I, 'to dispell from my head the fumes of my old |