After the siege Antwerp became quite a show place; and among the
visitors who flocked there to talk of the gallant general, and to
see what remained of the great effort which he had made to defend
the place, were two Englishmen. One was the hero of this little
history; and the other was a young man of considerably less weight
in the world. The less I say of the latter the better; but it is
necessary that I should give some description of the former.
The Rev. Augustus Horne was, at the time of my narrative, a
beneficed clergyman of the Church of England. The profession which
he had graced sat easily on him. Its external marks and signs were
as pleasing to his friends as were its internal comforts to himself.
He was a man of much quiet mirth, full of polished wit, and on some
rare occasions he could descend to the more noisy hilarity of a
joke. Loved by his friends he loved all the world. He had known no
care and seen no sorrow. Always intended for holy orders he had
entered them without a scruple, and remained within their pale
without a regret. At twenty-four he had been a deacon, at twenty-
seven a priest, at thirty a rector, and at thirty-five a prebendary;
and as his rectory was rich and his prebendal stall well paid, the
Rev.
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