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He got a pair of colours—he followed Matthias in his victories;—he and I slept in the same tent—often did he speak of his old father—of the days of his former happiness—and of his blasted hopes—till his eyes ran over at the thought!—

(Hiding his head.) Enough, enough,—no more!—

Eight days afterwards, we had a hot engagement.—Your son behaved like a gallant soldier.—He did prodigies that day,—as the whole army witnessed;—he saw five regiments successively relieved, and he kept his ground. A whole shower of fire was poured in on every quarter.—Your son kept his ground;—a ball shattered his right hand;—he seized the colours with the left, and still he kept his ground.—

(In transport.) He kept his ground, father! he kept his ground!

On the evening of the day of battle, I found