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them, and fire at them; but the idea disgusting me, I recalled the order. The hussar, in returning, made a circuit, but the other passed within a hundred yards of us, upon which I advanced from the wood towards him. Upon my calling, he stopped; but after looking at me, proceeded. I again drew his attention, and made signs to him to stop, levelling my piece at him, but he slowly cantered away. As I was within that distance at which, in the quickest firing, I could have lodged half a dozen balls in or about him, before he was out of my reach, I had only to determine ; but it was not pleasant to fire at the back of an unoffending individual, who was acquitting himself very coolly of his duty; so I let him alone. The day after, I had been telling this story to some wounded officers who lay in the same room with me, when one of the surgeons, who had been dressing the wounded rebel officers, came in and told us that they had been informing him that General Washington was all the morning with the light troops and only attended by a French officer in a hussar dress, he himself dressed and mounted in every point as above described. I am not sorry that I did not know at the time who it was."
FOR THE MONITOR.
Reflections of a Missionary on his arrival at Jerusalem.*
How art thou desolate, Jerusalem !
• The writer had in his mind the Rev. P. Fisk, the fourth even. ing after his arrival in the Holy City, which was the date of his first letters from that place, to his friends in America.
O’or Zion's desolations I have walked ;
the earth ;"!
his work before him." And ye shall be called, The holy people, The redeemed
TO CORRESPONDENTS. P. S:-L, and S. have been received; but the issuing of the December Number, almost simultaneously with the January, leaves but little to say to correspondents.