I never drew rein till I reached the Villa Formosa, and pulled up short at a small cottage where a double sentry apprised me of the general's quarters.

As I came up, the low lattice sprang quickly open, and a figure, half dressed, and more than half asleep, protruded his head.
"Well, what has happened?
Anything wrong ?" said he, whom I now recognized to be General Crawfurd.
"No, nothing wrong, sir," stammered I, with evident confusion.

"I'm merely come to thank you for your kindness in my behalf." "You seemed in a devil of a hurry to do it, if I'm to judge by the pace you came at.

Come in and take your breakfast with us; I shall be dressed presently, and you'll meet some of your brother aides-de-camp." Having given my horse to an orderly, I walked into a little room, whose humble accommodations and unpretending appearance seemed in perfect keeping with the simple and unostentatious character of the general.

The preparations for a good and substantial breakfast were, however, before me, and an English newspaper of a late date spread its most ample pages to welcome me.