above these detached bodies, likewise lent
its charm of association to the field the silence and steadfastness of
the array in which it was borne, and its constant onward motion; showing
it to be encircled by strong arms and stout hearts.

Turning from these, the lady's eye was raised, with a less joyous
glance, towards the position of the enemy. On the most prominent point
of the mountain's crest she could descry the standard of England
fluttering above a concentrated body, whose scarlet uniforms, as the sun
glanced upon them through the forest, showed that here Ferguson had
posted his corps of regulars, and held them ready to meet the attack of
the centre division of the assailants; whilst the glittering of bayonets
amidst the dark foliage, at intervals, rearward along the line of the
summit, indicated that heavy detachments were stationed in this quarter
to guard the flanks. The marching and countermarching of the frequent
corps, from various positions on the summit; the speeding of officers on
horseback, and the occasional movement of small squadrons of dragoons,
who were at one moment seen struggling along the sides of the mountain,
and, at another, descending towards the base or returning to the summit,
disclosed the earnestness and activity of the preparation with which a
courageous soldier may be supposed to make ready for his foe.

It was with a look of sorrowful concern which brought tears into her
eyes, that Mildred gazed upon this host, and strained her vision in the
vain endeavor to catch some evidences of the presence of Arthur Butler.

"We both look, perchance," she said to herself, "at this very instant,
upon yon hateful banner--and with the same aversion: but oh, with what
more painful apprehension it is my fortune to behold it! Little does he
think that Mildred's eyes are turned upon it. 'Tis well he does not--his
noble heart would chafe itself with ten-fold anguish at the cruel
thraldom that separates us. Yes, 'tis well he does not dream that his
Mildred is here to witness this dreadful struggle," she continued,
musing over the subject of her grief, "it might tempt him to some rash
endeavor to break his bondage. It is better as it is; the misery of the
thought of our afflictions should be mine only; the brave patience of a
manly soldier is his, and should not be embittered with sorrows that
belong not to the perils of war."

"Sister," said Henry, who had stolen up the hill unobserved, and now
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