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Show Wellington ami the Toad. Napoleon, the- Little Corporal, was worshipped wor-shipped and feared, but iiieu loved and adored the iron duke. Of the former, how jt ims ninuij iiiiiifiit itt.ii.? ,i.n,, utu, while of the other, to this day freh proofs keep coining to lilit of imiipli? sweetness dwulliutr lony; iu Uu; minds of men. The following anectlote coiK-eniin a letter lately exhumed may s-rve as one instance out of a thousand illuslratiuir the sympathetic sympa-thetic nature of the j:rcat commander. The letter was iu some such terms as these: "Field marshal the duke of AVcllinyrton hess to inform William Harris that his toad is alive and well." It seems that the duke, in the course of a country stroll, had come upou a little boy w eepim; bitterly over a toad. A stran ge trio they must have been the lean, keen-eyed old soldier, the Hushed, bobbin boy, and, between them, the wrinkled reptile squatting, squat-ting, with tearless eye and throbbing sides. The tioy wept because he was (roinj; to school next day; he had come daily to feed his toad; the little heart was racked with jrrief because he. feared his darlinr would be neirleeted when he was gone, and mitrht starve. The duke's heart was as soft as the .boy's, for he undertook to see that the toad WHaJooked after, and the letter above quoted ia one of the subsequent bulletins. ' |