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TUrMEW ADVENTURE OF A MIN
:NESOTA GIRL WITH INDIANS.
On the border of Green Lake,
in Minnesota, there lived a sturdy,
white-haired frontiersman named
Walter -Brown. He was one of
those:adventurous spirits ever to
be foun&oi the van of advancing
civilization-always courting the
free, wild air of the prairie, and
rejoicingin the profound depths
of uninhabited forests. But the
country grew more and more
thickly settled, and Walter Brown
became uneasy. His wife bad
bord him a daughter, the third
or fogrth year of their residence
at the bead waters of the St. Croix,
whom-he called Leonora. She
was i good girl, and the idol of
her father. He purchased a rifle
for .i-. when she was but twelve
years of age, and took the utmost
pains in teaching her the use of
it. She was brave, and steady of
n,rre,:and very soon acquired won
def!l. skill as a shot; and the
amber.of :prairie chickens, par
:idgeb,-and wild water-fowls and
other small game, she managed to
shoot each day, was really large.
Occasionally she would shoot a
deer, and one eventful morning,
by a lucky sot through_ the eye
sweesseerat~ stikeled a bear.
_: nheal he -hoi it itb ' the
news, her father could scarce
ly credit her; but knowing
her perfectly truthful nature,
he danced about the house for
joy, and seizing the sturdy little
maid, he mounted her upon his
shoulders and insisted upon carry
ing her all the way to the spot
where the dead bruin lay.
Thicker and thicker flowed the
tide of immigration into Minneso
ta and Wisconsin-,following the
navigable rivers as a matter of
course-and more uneasy and
"crowded" felt Walter Brown.
At length his wife died. Leonora
was then sixteen, and engaged to
be married to a handsome young
trapper by the name of Watson,
who had joined her father in busi
*The death of the mother made
it necessary to postpone the wed
ding; in the interim old Walter
* decided to move into North-west
ern Minnesota. Neighbors were
settling too near, and hunting and
trapping were bad. As the young
ma d proved up, pre-empted
an i"rod ,~rter section of
J#'4 near Taylor's FaIls, s'; --
ginning to grow rapidly, he did
pot wish either to abandon or sell
it just then, and, persuading Leo
nora to agree to write to him when
she got settled, he bade her an af
Brown lived at his new home
for three or four years in peace
. and gaiet, ending good trapping
and hunting groneids, when all at
once younig Watson arrived and
renewed the proposal of marriage
witlj Leonora. The old man .had
determined to move no more,
h-~ad accordingly located and
pi-mpted several thousand acres
01 land about him, and learning
from Watson that he had money
enough to do likewise, proposed
that he should go down to St.
Paail and buy land warrants with
his money, and take up all the
laud around he could "swing," and
he might then marry Leonora,
and they too would go to work,
and after building plenty of sta
bling, etc., would get on a good
stock of cattle and sheep, and try
and lead a quiet pastoral life for
the rest of their days.
To this proposition the young
man heartily assented, and after
returning from St. Paul, he and
old Walter took their axes and
went bravely at work in the woods,
felling trees for building purposes.
It was agreed at first that they
should build a new hewed log
house for the united family, as
Walter had only put up a smnall
single-roomed cabin ; and then the
wedding was to take place, and
the two men were to resume their
While thus busily engaged, the
Sioux war broke out. It was the
every morning and shoot prairie
chickens for the table, while her
lover and father were hard at
work on the new house. Watson
had brought her, as a present from
St. Paul, a light and handsome re
volving rifle, of which she was im
mensely fond, and with which she
became so expert that she could
shoot a duck or prairie chicken
on the wing with almost absolute
One morning as she was stroll
ing about the lake, rifle in hand,
she noticed three canoe loads of
Indians paddling along the oppo
site side of the water, steadily and
stealthily approaching the spot
where her father and lover were
at work. She did not immediate
ly apprehend any tragedy, but
some unaccountable way, she felt
impelled to remain and watch
their motions. She-therefore con
cealed herself behind the top of a
fallen tree, and observed their
movements, which grew more and
more suspicious. There were two
Indians in each canoe, and after
they had paddled steadily to a
point where a thick, over-hanging
birch tree afforded concealment
for their canoes, they disembarked,
and crept carefully and noiselessly
forward until they were within a
few feet of where the two unsus
pecting men were chopping. Sud
denly, with a yell which made the
forests ring, and which echoed and
re-echoed across the broad, still
lake, they sprang upon their vic
tims and bore them to the earth.
Leonora, trembling with excite
ment and apprehension, expecting
nothing less than to witness the
horrible butchery of her father
and lover at once.
But this did not seem to be the
purpose of the Indians; for, tying
the arms of the captives behind
them, they took them to the ca
noes, where, taking the old man
into one and the young man into
another, they shoved boldly out
n-the lake and paddled rapidly
lown toward where the house
stood. Leonora divined their in
"Ha !" she said to herself, "they
design capturing me, to. They
deem that an easy job, perhaps !"
and her eyes danced and her face
flushed with anger. "See! there
is a third canoe, which they no
doubt suppose will contain me.
This villianous work has been care
filly calculated; but you bad sav
ages, you have mistaken your girl
this time! Nora Brown has been
taught more things than to cook
venison steak ! Oh, dear, dear,
ather, your Nora will soon show
ou how bravely she can succor
ou, and and how your instruct
ng her in the use of the rifle has
saved you this day. And you, too,
arling Harry Watson, have won
a longer lease of your precious life
y presenting me this splendid re
olving rifle. Six bullets for six
rufians! Miss one of them?i Ah,
if I should, there is my knifeo! No,
Nora, you must, will not miss one
The girl now stealthily crept
hrough the underbrush up the
ank to the prairie above. She
ne ta." to reach the house, the
ndians would have to .ass across
broad, flat field where there wz2.
o shelter for their persons. She
lid not think they would hesitate
to do this, because, having the two
en, they would hardly expect re
sistance from a single girl. A bout
thirty rods to the right of the
path, a cattle-yard had been erect
d by her father, and in one cor
ner of the fence stood an immense
lm tree. Inside of this yard
climbed Leonora, and behind the
big elm she concealed herself.
A few minutes more proved she
was right in her conjectures. The
ndians, after having tied stout
rawide thongs around the feet of
their prisoners, laid therm down in
the bottom of their canoes, and
taking tbeir guns with them, strode
gaily and laughingly along to ward
the house, without attempt at con
Leonora's heart grew as hard
as a 'tone, and her nerves, which
ha. fluttered a little before, now
grew as firm as steel. She had
put fresh water-proof caps upon
each nipple of her rifle, and, rest
ing thie barrel upon a rail of the
fence, she drew a sharp bead upon
the foremost one ; but, as her fin
ger curved to press the trigger,
she heard what actually seemed
to be a voice whisper:
"Not yet, Nora."
She paused, -and then, as by in
spiration, flashed this thought into
"Wait till they get nearer the
house, then shoot the hindmost
She obeyed the impression, and
let them come on a few yards
nearer. Suddenly, the thought
"Now's your time 1"
Clapping her face to the rifle
breech, she trained the death tell
ing tube steadily upon the chest
of the rearmost Indian for an in
stant, and fired.
The ball sped true to its mark,
and the burly Indian merely threw
up his arms and fell dead-the
rifle ball having gone directly
through his heart.
A clap of thunder from a clear
sky could not have so utterly as
tounded the remaining Indians.
Wildly they looked in every di
rect on, to see from whence came
the fatal shot, and the next in
stant bang went Leonora's rifle
again, and another of their num
ber dropped dead.
But they saw the smoke of the
last shot and caught a glimpse of
the shooter. At once they com
prehended their peril. They could
not hide, and their only show for
life was in rushing to the tree and
tomahawking their presumptuous
foe on the spot. Instantly sound
ing the war-whoop, they bounded
forward ; but with notes half ut
tered, another of their number
bounded into the air, and fell back
to rise no more. Leonora had
The remaining three rushed on,
but again the brave girl's rifle
rang like the knell of doom, and a
fourth savage fell headlong to the
ground. The terror of the re
maining two was painful to behold.
They stopped short in their on
ward course, and, uttering the
most fearful screams, discharging
their rifles at the tree in the wild
est and most unavailing manner.
Again that relentless rifle blazed,
and another of the remaining two
sank to the ground as the bullet
went crashing through his brain.
Immediately the one left threw
down hie gun anteried out:
"No shoot me! No shoot me !
M? give up!"
Leonora had drawn a bead on
him, but now tbat he seen ed so
perfectly in her power she low
ered hertifle, and, stepping from
behind the tree, climbed the fence
briskly, and commenced approach
ing the savage.
The surprise and indignation of
the Indian at the sight of the girl
was intense; and forgetting his
supplicating cry, he put his hand
behind him and drew forth his
tomahawk to throw at her.
Leonora's eyes were sharp as
an eagle's. She saw the treacher
us move, and just as the bright
blade of thbe hatchet gleamed for
the throw, she raised her rifle and
shot the faithless scoundrel dead
in his tracks.
With the speed of the deer she
now bound forward to the lake.
Harry W atson shouted
"Glory hallelujah ! I knew it
was Nora," and the father cried
for joy, as her little form ap
peared on the bluff, rifle in hand.
Quickly she desnended to the ca
oes and unbound the two men,
who embraced her and cried over
-er, in the most extravagant man
But they felt that they had no
time'to lose ; and hastily gearing
p their teams, and loading up
bei'g valuables, they set out for
ineapolis, where they arrived
safely, and where J.- Brown
and HIarry Watson were imm&d
tely made one flesh.
Old Walter Brown and Harry
Watson both did good service in
the Indian battles which followed ;
and, when the savages were finally ex
terminated, they all went back to
their old homes on Green Lake,
where they now live. They have
one of the largest stock farms in
the State ; and Nora, though a
happy wife and mother, clings to
her revolving rifle and yet oc
asionally uses it to keep herself
Where there is a will, there is a
A Frenchman writing a letter
in English to a friend, and looking
in the dictionary for the word
-preserves," and finding it meant to
pickle, wrote as follows :
"May you and your family be
pickled to all eternity."
A coarse, ill-natured fellow,
died one day, and his friends as
sembled at his funeral, but no one
had a good word to say about the
deceased. Even .at the grave all
sere silent. At length a good
hearted Germian as he turned to
go home, said : "V'ell, he vas a
A young snob at Saratoga is said to
have paid ten dollars to a colored waiter
for a hairpin which had dropped from
the hair of his charmer.
A PLEASANT PICTURE OF THE IRISH
A felicitous writer in the Cin
cinnati Daily Gazette, who is now
traveling in Ireland, furnishes the
subjoined pleasing sketch of cer
tain clasess of the Irish peasan
As for their picturesquenss, they
get it from their landscape. Ire
land is one uninterrupted but ever
varying scene of natural beauty.
And people assimilate the land
scape. Hills have poetic power.
Why does Mary Ann pick out
three colors from the pile on the
shop counter? Why not one
only? The infallible hills propel
her clumsy fingers. The land
scape dresses the peasant. Na
ture is the servant of human na
ture. And the Queen's maids of
honor do not array her in half the
fascination with which brook and
bog, and heather-crowned hill
adorn the tidy Mary Ann for
chapel of a Sunday morning. She.
in her white frilled cap, and check
apron, and blue cloak, and red
petticoat, and bare feet, is apicture.
But there is one who has got a
little above her class, and she has
on the fashionable mode of attire
-wee bonnet, with flowers, Paisley
shawls and shoes. She is neat and
prim, and also stiff and common
place; while the other is a picture,
[say, easy and pleasing and grace
rul, charmingly dashed with the
unconscious picturesque. And as
For young Mollie, who has a cap
to "set," she sets herselfthroughout
and all the young Pats stare with
will when her bare ankles and
red petticoat and blue cloak, with
ts hood hanging carelessly away
rom the brown face and blue eyes,
pass over the threshold of the
-kindling, expressive blue eyes.
3o have the children, who are re
narkably good.looking, I am sur
rised at the glow of their com
)lexion, and the grace of their
physique. Some of them are of
are and captivating beauty. Some
who have run by the side of the
ar, imploring a penny or offering
stokings for sale, went to my
eart. Their teeth were perfect,
,heir eyes sparkled with blue
)rilliance. their forms were little
Lnd compact. their countenances
)f a rare formation. One little
girl particaiarly, Oh, th:lt face of
pensive sweetness comes to me
aow. It was a face to be caught
p and carried away by angels to
heir homes in the blue, quiet sky.
[t was torment, indeed, to leave
the pretty little Irish cherub sit
ing to rest on the roadside after
tier long run We descended the
ill, and she passed from sight,
sitting, resting on the roadside, in
the restless land, in the restless,
Oh, I am sure I shall be follo wed
for a long while by these children
>f the "unhappy country." At
times the darkness is bright with
their bright eyes, and their faces
beam upon one with their pensive
beauty. I am sure I never saw
more beautiful children anywhere
t,ban I have seen in the Highlands
Nor have I ever seen more mod
esty of behavior in women, or
more quietnessof demeanorini men.
I have yet to see the first act of
immdesty in all the poverty and
degradation I have witnessed in
Ireland, and I certainly have wit
nessed a good deal of pov
erty and deg'radation. On the
otber hand I have seen con
rict of downright and upright
delicacy! Clothed as scantily as
she may be, the irish peasant girl
never, by word, or act, offends
against the most fastidious sense
o~ prop)riety. There is not a more
chaste class in the world than the
peasan try of Ireland.
As we approach the town of
Donegal the wilder features of
the landscape disappear, and the
country becomes more thrift and
crimpt. The people get more
tidy ; flowers bloom about the
doorsteps of the cabins, and a
green vine clambers around the
The frequent marriage of widows
seems to have been always fiiore or less
discouraged, men being allowed in this
respect much greater liberty ; but St.
Jerome mentioned a widow who mar
ri~d her twenty-second husband, ho in
his turn being married to twenty suc
cessive wives. The champion ship ap
pears, however, to belong to a Harlem
woman spoken of by Evelyn in his diary,
whose propensity for m:rrying had to
be checked by law: "She had been
married to her twenty-fifth husband,
and being now a widows was probibited
to marry in the future."
rifrai cotton is the latest.
[From the .ansas City Times, August 27.]
A Mystery of the Missouri.
A BOTTLE FOUND IN THE RIVER,,
CONTAINING AN EPISTLE FROM A i
WOMAN CONTEMPLATING SUI. 1
Yesterday morning a bottle
was fished from the Missouri riv
er, a short distance above the
bridge, by a young man named
Henry Hulet, who resides on
Wyandotte street, near Fifth.
The bottle was tightly corked
and was floating down the stream I
when first observed by Hulet,
who was on the water in a skiff.
Impelled by curiosity, he at once
secured the bottle, within which
was visible a small roll of appar
ntly blank note paper. Think
ing he would open the float.ine
bottle and ascertain its contents
at his leisure, he placed it at the
bottom of the boat and continued
:m to shore.
Here he broke the glass vessel
nd discovered in the roll of paper
i letter written in a lady's neat
chirography, a letter breathing a
spirit of utter despair, no relief
rom which was apparent this
ide of the valley of death. That
the unhappy author thereof lives
to-day in the land of spirits, free I
ron the gloom that hung like a
all of death over her life here,
rom the spirit of utter desolation
tnd determination the letter con
:ains, we are led to believe is a
-eality. The Illowing is the letter
which Hulet has handed us for
)ublication : f
LEAVENWORTH, KANSAS, August i
8, 1869.-When this note is found, f
[ will be at rest forever. My life
das been bitterly wretched for e
our years. The world is dark
tnd gloomy. I have no friends t
ere. Disappointment and wretch
des is my ot.. Tiere is noth
ng in life for me to live for.- i
Bread turns to ashes at my touch.
Priends become enemies in a day. e
[ have sold my virtue for a morsel r
)f bread. I have lost my happi- c
iess to keep up life. Poverty, 3
starvation or the life of a woman e
)f the town stares me in the face.
reatGod! why am I thus afflicted?i
ih ! but there is a home over the f
xay. There is life in death.- e
sorrows must come. Darkness
must fall into the hearts of some.
'What is, is right," perhaps.!
Portune is not a god of justice.
some revel in ease ; others grope t
heir way in wretchedness and a c
ifetime of misery. Well, I shall
o longer linger where the sun- a
shine of happiness can never i
gain cross my pathway. Set
orever are my hopes. He whom c
[ once believed so constaint, de
erted me months ago. May God
orgive him and me. We have e
both sinned. Farewell, earth- I
arth, that vale where the shad- i
ws of trouble are more common a
than the sunshine of joy. My <
body will sleep where no one can
Ed it. A stone is tied to my f
neck. Good-by to all that is mor
tal. Welcome sleep-death-rest
-a grave beneath the waters.
Farewell! JENNIE WILLIAMs.
Nothing further. No home des
ignated in her last words. No
parents, no name, except her own.]
The writer used good language in
ber letter. Evidently she hade
been a lady of culture and refine-j
The remarkable sermon of the
enerable Father Hyacinth, and
fr the delivery of which he has
been summoned to Rome, concludes
with the following sentences:
'Do you not know the way Prus
sia triumphed in the field of bat
Le? 'Twas not because there was
lack of bravery on their side;
it was not the effectof that wondI-<
rous weapon, for the acquisition
>fwhich men are now so eager;
but it was because the assailant
was better educated than the as
ailed, and had a superior religious
rainil ; it was because every
Prussian soldier had a-Bible in his<
:ap or helmet. In other places.I l
bave asserted, and I assert it agamin
ere, that which constitutes the
strength of Protes.tant nations is,:
that wheni the people come from:
their work, they enter the family:
ircle, and sitting by their hearths, 1
read the Bible and the national1
poetry. We are behind-hand withb
Protetant nations, and especially
with those that dwell beyond the1
Atlantic and the Straits of Dover.
I have trodden English soil on
two occasions, and have come to
the conviction that the strength of
that country is from the Bible."
Anna Dickinson visited the Yoso
mite Valley a few c'ays ago, in a full'
Bloomer suit, with both sides of a man 's
saddle occupied in the true masculine
A Gentle Reproof.
One day as Zachariah Hodgson
vas going to his daily avocations
ifter breakfast, he purchased a
ine large codfish, and sent him
ome, with directions to his wife
o have it cooked for dinner. As
io particular mode of cooking it
vas prescribed, the good woman
eil knew that whethershe boiled
t or made it into a chowder, her
zusband would scold her when he
>ame home. But she resolved ' to
)lease him once, if possible, and
herefore cooked portions of it in
lifferent ways. She, also, with
nine little difficulty, procured an
mphibious animal from a brook
ack of the house, and plumped it
uto the pot. In due time her
usband came home; some cov
red dishes were placed on the
able, and with a frowning, fault
inding look, the moody man com
nenced the conversation
"Well, wife, did you get the fish
"Yes, my dear."
"I should like to know how you
ave cooked it. I will bet any
hing that you have spoilt it for
niy eating. (Taking off the cover).
thought so. What in creation
ossessed you to fry it? I would
,s leave eat a boiled frog."
"Why, my dear, 1 thought you
oved it best fried."
"You did'nt think any such
hing. You knew better-I never
oved fried fish-why did'nt you
"My dear, the last time we had
resh fish you know I boiled it,
,nd you said you liked it best
ied. But I have boiled some."
So saying, she lifted a cover,
nd lo I the shoulders of the cod
iicely boiled, were neatly deposi
ed in a dish, a sight of which
vould have made an epicure ,re
oiee,but wb m..only added to the
Il-nature of her husband.
"A pretty dish, this I" exclaim
d he, "Boiled fish ? chips and por
idge! If you had not been one
f the most stupid of womankind,
-on would have made it into a
HiApatient wife, with a smile,
rnmediately placed a turene be
ore him containing an excellent
"Mv dear said she, "I was re
olved to please you. There is
-our favorite dish."
"Favorite dish, indeed," gram
pled the discomfitted husband, "I
tare say it isan unpalatable wishy
vashy mess. I would rather have
eboiled frog than the whole of
This was a common expression
f his, and had been anticipated
y his wife, who, as soon as the
reference was expressed uncov
red a large dish near her hus
and, and there was a large BULL
ROG, of portentions dimensions,
,nd pugnacious aspect, stretched
t at full length I Zachariah
prung from his chair, not a little
rig~htened at the unexpected ap
"My dear," said his wife, in a
ind, entreating tone, "I hope
r'ou will at length be able to make
Zachariah could not stand tbis.
Tis 'surly mood was finally over
:ome, and he burst into a hearty
augh. He acknowledged that
mis wife was right and that he was
rong; and declarcd that she
ould never again have occasion
,o read him such another lesson ;
td he was as good as his word.
THE MOsT EXCELLENT SAUCES.
-A prince was overtaken in his
alk by a shower, and 'sought
~helter in the nearest cottage.
The children happened to be
~itting at the table, with a great
lish full of oatmeal porridge
laced before them. They were
dI eating it with a right good ap
etite, and looked moreover, as
resh and ruddy as roses.
"How is it possible," said the
rince to the mother, "that they
an eat such coarse food with such
wident pleasure, and look BO
ealthy and blooming withel ?"
The mother answered "It is on
ccount of three kinds of sauces
~vhich I put on the food. First,
[let the children earn their din
er by work ; secondly, I give
hem nothing to eat out of meal
time, that they may bring appetite
with them to the table ; thirdly, I
ring them up i-n the habit of con
entment, as I keep them alto
~ether ignorant of dainties and
"Seek fkr and w4ide, no better sauci you'll fad
Than hunger, work, and a contented mind."
There are two hundred and sixty pu.
pls in tbe Peabody School, at Green*
rille, S. C.
Judge Chase announces himnself out of
th nolitical ring.
A Wedded Couple Surprised.
A few weeks since, there was a
wedding on Baronne street, New
Orleans, celebrated with eclat, and
the newly-married set out at once
on a bridal tour.
The ceremony took place at four
o'clock in the afternoon, and at
five o'clock they were on board a
splendid steamer bound for Up
As soon as the vessel was under
way the passengers crowded the
saloon, and mirth and revelry be
gan to hold a festival.
A dance was improvised, and
joy and merriment were protract
ed into the "wee small hours."
Now, it so happened that the
berth, next to our newly-married
friend, was occupied by a lively
little matron and her infant.
. Wishing to enjoy as much
pleasure as possible, she had en
trusted her babe to a servant,
with instructions to put it to bed
as soon as it Went to sleep, while
she herself joined in the dance.
By a strange mistake the ser.
vant mistook the state-room, and
deposited the rosy infant in the
Now, when the hour for retir
ing came, the groom led his blush
ing bride to the door, and modest
ly waited outside for her to dis
robe and retire.
One can very readily imagine
his astonishment, therefore, when
the next instant he heard his
name called frantically, and in so
cents of surprise and distress.
Opening the door he looked in
"What's the matter my love?"
"Oh, Henry, look here I"
"Why, bless me, it's a baby !"
"Yes, but oh. Henry, how did
it come here-do you think it's
aWel, no-I" replied Henry, sol
emnly, "I think it almost=too
"Oh, it certainly is, but then
what shall we do?"
Just then the anxious voice of
the mother was heard inquiring
for the baby, and it was restored
to her, very much to the relief of
the young people.
GRAMMAR IN KHYMI.-We ad,
vise every little grammarian just
entering on the study, to commit
to memory the following linee,
and then they never need mistake
a part of speech. The author,
whoever. he is, deserves immortali
tv. With but one exception
'Thirty days hath September,"
it is the most poetical effusion we
have ever met with'
1. Three little words you often
Are articles, a, an and the.
2. A ~Noun's the name of sny
As school or garden, koop or
3. Adjectives teli the kind of
As great, small, pretty, white or
4. Instead of Nouns the Prououue
Her head, his face, your arin,
5. Verbs tell of somethiug to be
To read, covnt, sing, laugh, jttsp,
. How things are done the Ad
As slowly, quiky, ill, or aoel,
7. Conjunctions join the words to
As men and women, wind or
. The Preposition stands before
A Noun, as of or' through a
9. The Intejection shows sur
As Ah! how pretty-Ok! how
The whole are called Nine
Parts of Speech,
Which reading, writing, speak'
The venerable Dr. Curry, senior editor
of the Christian Advocate, has recorded
his dissent trorn that article in the Meth
odist Discipline relating to the reception
of members into full connection which
pledges candidates to a pecuniary sop
port of the Church as a 'endition of
membersbip, "The Church," he argues,
"i not at liberty to refuse to any per
son of proper character and lire a place
in its communion ; and white a right use
of money is a high Christian duty, it, is
one for which the individual is responsible
only to God, who searches the hearL. It
is dangerous for the Church, even in the
most remote degree, to set a money val
uation upon its privileges, or to require
a pecuniary pledge as a condition _pre
cedent for admission to its communson.
The author of "Beulah," "St. 11.o,"
and so forth, is out with atil anoth~er
story. Great 'Evans!
Thirty thousand fresh Spanish troeps