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tion of that handfal ut heroic men who held itso long against overwhelming numbere, and of the selfdenyleg herojem of tho women snd children, wue perished uncom: plaiuingly in ita ecallars. In the church yard sdjoining which is kept in perfect order sud beautifully decorated with fawers, are buried those who perished during the siege.
The armies under Generala Campbel? and Havelock were twice repulsed in trying to penptrate to their relief, and the garrison were ready to despair, when the fainting girl raised ber head and eried, ‘“Dinna ye hear the slogan?” Mer quick ear had caugat the sound of the bag-pipez. and fhe familiar air of her native Highlands, ‘“The Camp- bsila are coming.”
Upoa the tomb of Sir Henry Lawrence is the simple inscription, “Here lies Sir Henry Lawrence, who tried ta do his duty.” About two miles from Lucknow on the Cawnpora road is the Alwnbagh, formerly a garden palace of the King of Oude. In the center of this garden rest the remains of Slr Henry Havalock, ‘‘the Christian soldier,” A plain aAtouve obelisk marks his grave.
‘The atrocities of the mutineers st Cawn- pore and Lucknow aroused the worst pai sioes of the British soldiers. These wera the deeds of a race of half-civilized pagens. By what name cru we call the horribie eru- eliios by which there deeds were avenged? For every Haglish yictim a score of natives auffared death. The horrors of blowing prisoners from the month of cannon have never been haif told. When all civilized nations were shocked st the barbarity of these proceedings the perpetrators became eauticus about mentioning the subject to strangers,
On the reilwey between Cawnpore and Lucknow I meta ‘‘guard,” who was an offi- esr in the army during the mutiny, and from whom, by judicious questioning, 1 drew some particulars on thisgubjoct. He related among other things the methed of excention. It wasa string of helpleas men tied in front of s cannes, a few pounds of powder, snd that wasall. “A very simpts method, you eee,’ said he. “Did they sub- mit quietly?” I asked. ‘Oh, yes, thoy aro all fatalists in thelr religion, and sometimes didn’t need to be tied; but I remember one Keen-eyed fellow, who curged me ad I waa tying him up, and said he weuld come back suacrow and pick out my eyes.” “How many do you think were exceuted hore end
