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On Sunday, having risen early--though not so early as the post relief, whose day begins as soon as a sentry can see clearly for a thousand yards--I dressedsun, and, before I breakfasted, wrote a long letter tonear Paris, where randfather's estate lay

When I had finished my letter, sanded and sealed it, I went out to leave it with the packages of post iments across the Hudson, and destined for France by an early packet, which was to sail as soon as the long-expected French fleet arrived from the West Indies

I delivered my letter to the staff-officer detailed for that duty, and then, hearing military music, went back to the Blue Fox in tiun-carriage, horses,white disk of the rising sun Truly, the slow cortège seeates of heaven, the while their solemn music throbbed and throbbed with the double drum-beat at the finish of each line The tune was called "Funeral Thoughts" They changed to "Roslyn Castle" as they crossed the bridge; yet an hour had scarce passed when I heard their volley-firing not very far away, and back they caht-infantry horns gaily sounding "The Pioneer," and theback briskly to fall in with the Church details, nowof a single drum-beat

Theat htly wrapped around her, hair tu, Carus," she said sleepily "I should dearly like to hear a good, strong ser sensible of my present state of sin, and of yours Do they preach hell-fire in Rebeldoade and other troops go to service in the hay-field above the bridge," I answered, laughing "Shall we ride thither?"

She nodded, yawning, then pulling her foot-mantle closer about her shoulders, pattered back into her chamber, and I went below and ordered our horses saddled, and breakfast to be served us as soon as ht be

And so it happened that, ere the robins had done caroling their s, and the far, sweet anthe in deoodlands, Elsin and I diser's hay-field just as the troops , dense colule dru the steady tread