Welcome Sight.—­A writer of a modern book of travels, relating the particulars of his being cast away, thus concludes:  “After having walked eleven hours without having traced the print of human foot, to my great comfort and delight, I saw a man hanging upon a gibbet; my pleasure at the cheering prospect was inexpressible; for it convinced me that I was in a civilized country!”

WAR.

Camp Dinner.—­During the war, in which the eccentric Count Schaumbourg Lippe commanded the artillery in the army of Prince Frederick of Brunswick, against the French, he one day invited several Hanoverian officers to dine with him in his tent.  When the company were in high spirits, and full of gaiety, several cannon balls flew in different directions about the tent.  “The French,” exclaimed the officers, “are not far off.”  “No, no,” replied the Count, “the enemy, I assure you, are at a great distance; keep your seats.”  The firing soon afterwards recommenced; when one of the balls carrying away the top of the tent, the officers suddenly rose from their chairs, exclaiming, “The French are here!” “No,” replied the Count, “the French are not here; and, therefore, gentlemen, I desire you will again sit down, and rely upon my word.”  The balls continued to fly about; the officers, however, continued to eat and drink without apprehension, though not without whispering their conjectures to each other upon the singularity of their entertainment.  The Count, at length, rose from the table, and addressing himself to the company, said, “Gentlemen, I was willing to convince you how well I can rely upon the officers of my artillery; for I ordered them to fire during the time we continued at dinner, at the pinnacle of the tent, and they have executed my orders with great punctuality.”

A Ragged Regiment.—­In 1690, the French attacked and defeated the Prince of Waldeck at Fleurus.  During this action, a lieutenant-colonel of a French regiment was on the point of charging.  Not knowing how to animate his men, who were discontented at having commenced the campaign without being fresh clothed, he said to them, “My friends, I congratulate you, that you have the good fortune to be in presence of a regiment newly clothed.  Charge them vigorously, and we will clothe ourselves.”  This pleasantry so inspired the soldiers, that they rushed on, and speedily defeated the regiment.

The Ladies of Beauvais.—­Charles the Bold, Duke of Burgundy, laid siege to the City of Beauvais in the year 1472.  After investing it closely for twenty-one days, his troops made a general assault, and were on the point of carrying the place, when a band of women, headed by a lady of the name of Jeanne Hachette, rushing to the walls, opposed such a resistance, with showers of stones, and other missiles, that the tide of fortune was instantaneously turned.  A Burgundian officer, who attempted to plant the duke’s standard on the walls, was fiercely attacked by Jeanne