Soon after the Major was wounded, taken prisoner, and carried into Cadiz.

One fine day they announced to him the visit of the General, Sir Thomas Graham.

"Well, sir," said the General, taking him by the hand, "I think we were face to face upon the field." It was the white-haired officer!' 'Ah!' cried the boy,--his eyes were burning.
'Well, and here is the point,' I continued.

'Sir Thomas fed the Major from his own table from that day, and served him with six covers.' 'Yes, it is a beautiful--a beautiful story,' said Ronald.

'And yet somehow it is not the same--is it ?' 'I admit it freely,' said I.
The boy stood awhile brooding.