to Captain Brown set
matters right.

OFF TO DOVER--A STORMY MORNING

Next morning, about four o'clock, the bugle sounded the _reveille_ and
soon after we were all in marching order. We proceeded by an early train
on the Chatham and Dover Railway, and by nine o'clock in the morning had
reached our destination--Dover. It was, I think, one of the coldest and
most miserable mornings I ever experienced. The sea was very rough, the
waves lashing on the roadway; and the rain came down in torrents. During
the night there had been such a storm in the Channel, the natives said,
that had not been equalled for half-a-century. The whole of the soldiers
were paraded on the Esplanade, but they were again and again forced back
from the edge of the shore, until there was really no room to pile arms.
General Lindsay saw the situation, and came riding up with several
officers, with whom he held a sort of council of war. Before they had
arrived at a decision, the waves had come over the beach and dashed right
up to where the soldiers were standing. "It's no use," said General
Lindsey, "this review is a forlorn hope--I must dismiss the parade." He
then gave the whole of the Volunteers orders to dismiss until three
o'clock in the afternoon. The men dispersed in various directions, and
just as they had got pretty nearly cleared away, up rode the Duke of
Cambridge and Prince Arthur (now Duke of Connaught). The two Royal
personages drew up in front of a large hotel, and out of curiosity I
remained standing by. The Duke was in a very angry mood, and demanded to
know who had dismissed the parade. Upon this, General Lindsey made his
appearance in the doorway of the hotel, and, addressing the Duke of
Cambridge, said:--"Your Royal Highness,--Owing to the severe inclemency
of the weather, I have thought fit to dismiss the parade until three
o'clock in the afternoon." "You had no business to do such a thing," the
Duke hotly replied. "It will be a failure, and His Majesty the King of
Belgium will be disappointed. Send out your _aid-de-camp_ to bring
everyone in--never mind the weather." The storm was still raging. I
noticed a couple of steamers in the offing. They were coming from France,
and the passengers were Volunteers who had been in that country since
Saturday. The vessels could be seen buffeting with the waves, and it was
noticed that the funnels of the steamers were missing, having, as we
afterwards learned, been blown away by the viole