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Clerk to the Trustees of the said Turnpike Road’
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                   Wokingham, 13  August, 1839

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                   Sat 21  September
                                                   PENNY POSTAGE
                      Testimonial to Rowland Hill, Esq.—On Saturday, the piece of plate subscribed for
                   in  Wolverhampton,  as  a  testimonial  to  Rowland  Hill,  Esq.,  for  his  exertions  in
                   establishing  a  general  penny  postage,  was  presented  to  that  gentleman  in  the
                   Assembly-room. The testimonial consists of an elegant candelabrum, weighing 174
                   ounces, convertible into an epergne, and which, when placed upon a plateau, produces
                   an excellent effect. The base is divided into four compartments, one of which bears
                   the  arms  of  Mr.  Hill,  and  another  bears  the  inscription  testifying  the  object  of  the
                   donors.  Mr.  Hill  was  present,  and  thanked  the  company  in  an  able  speech  for  this
                   mark of their approbation.

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                   Sat 19  Oct
                        FIELD OF WATERLOO AT NOON AFTER THE DAY OF THE BATTLE
                        On the surface of two square miles it was ascertained that 50,000 man and horses
                    were lying. The luxuriant crop of ripe grain which had covered the field of battle was
                      reduced to litter, and beaten into the earth; and the surface, trodden down by the
                    cavalry, and furrowed deeply by the cannon-wheels, strewn with many a relic of the
                    fight—helmets and cuirasses; shattered firearms and broken swords; all the variety of
                                           military ornaments; lancer caps and
                   highland bonnets; uniforms of every colour; plume and pennon; musical instruments,
                   the apparatus of artillery, drums, bugles. But why dwell on the harrowing picture of a
                   foughten field? Each and every ruinous display bore mute testimony to the misery of
                   such a battle.
                      Could the melancholy appearance of this scene of death be heightened, it would be
                   by witnessing the researches of the living, amidst its desolation, for the subjects of
                   their love. Mothers, wives and children were occupied for days in that mournful duty;
                   and  the  confusion  of  the  corpses,  friend  and  foe  intermingled  as  they  were,  often
                   rendered  the  attempt  at  recognising  individuals  difficult,  and,  in  some  cases,
                   impossible.
                      In  many  places  the  dead  lay  four  deep  upon  each  other,  marking  the  spot  some
                   British  square  had  occupied,  when  exposed  for  hours  to  the  murderous  fire  of  a
                   French  battery.  Outside,  lancer  and  cuirassier  were  scattered  thickly  on  the  earth.
                   Madly attempting to force the serried bayonets of the British, they had fallen, in the
                   bootless  essay,  by  the  musketry  of  the  inner  files.  Further  on,  you  traced  the  spot
                   where the cavalry of France and England had encountered. Chasseur and hussar were
                   intermingled; and the heavy Norman horse of the Imperial Guard were interspersed
                   with the grey chargers which had carried Albyn’s chivalry. Here the highlander and
                   tirailleur lay side by side, together; and the heavy dragoon with green Erin’s badge
                   upon his helmet, was grappling in death with the Polish lancer
                      On the summit of the ridge, where the ground was cumbered with dead, and trodden
                   fetlock deep in mud and gore with the frequent rush of rival cavalry, the thick-strewn
                   corpses  of  the  Imperial  Guard  pointed  out  the  spot  where  Napoleon  had  been
                   defeated. Here, in column, that favoured corps, on whom his last chance rested, had
                   been annihilated, and the advance and repulse of the Guard was traceable by a mass of
                   fallen Frenchmen. In the hollow below, the last struggle of France had been vainly
                   made;  for  there  the  Old  Guard,  where  the  middle  battalion  had  been  forced  back,

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