Wilson's Tales of the Borders and of Scotland, Volume 21
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Wilson's Tales of the Borders and of Scotland, Volume 21
Scottish Borders (Scotland) -- Fiction
Vain, sir, were the inquiries after his wife, his children, and his
mother; all that he could learn was, that they had kept their sorrow and
their shame to themselves, and had left Northumberland together, but
where, none knew. He also learned that it was understood amongst his
acquaintances that he had put a period to his existence, and that this
belief was entertained by his family. Months of wretchedness followed,
and Fen-wick, in despair, enlisted into a foot regiment, which, within
twelve months, was ordered to embark for Egypt. At that period the
British were anxious to hide the remembrance of their unsuccessful
attack upon Cadiz, and resolved to wrench the ancient kingdom of the
Pharaohs from the grasp of the proud armies of Napoleon. The Cabinet,
therefore, on the surrender of Malta, having seconded the views of Sir
Ralph Abercrombie, several transports were fitted out to join the
squadron under Lord Keith. In one of those transports the penitent
prodigal embarked. You are too young to remember it, sir; but at that
period a love of country was more widely than ever becoming the ruling
passion of every man in Britain; and, with all his sins, his follies,
and his miseries, such a feeling glowed in the breast of Edward
Fen-wick. He was weary of existence, and he longed to listen to the
neighing of the war-horse, and the shout of its rider, and as they might
rush on the invulnerable phalanx, and its breastwork of bayonets, to
mingle in the rank of heroes; and, rather than pine in inglorious grief,
to sell his life for the welfare of his country; or, like the gallant
Graham, amidst the din of war, and the confusion of glory, to forget his
sorrows. The regiment to which he belonged joined the main army off the
Bay of Marmorice, and was the first that, with the gallant Moore at its
head, on the memorable seventh of March, raised the shout of victory on
the shores of Aboukir.
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