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Nelson Evening Mail, Volume XVI, Issue 197, 19 August 1881, Page 1

• ■ i ■■■ ■ i ... . . ;-— — .: ~--.-r-i '-->■) '.',". .. ; After the peace of 1 81 5 : the. Duke : df;> | Wellington took into his Loh;slqn, hoiiae- '"- : hold several of the- veterans, of his,: ■Peninsular Army, whose: ljabifc3, being' more in accordance with thjs b.att(eifieids; qf Spain, than thelgato.ons:. of. : ■Apsley Hp^se, were aspiirrce^unfait : ing amusement to tiie great General's > | fashionable visitors. One tattered, old ' | fellow with one, eye, wliq bjad^gkTfid: j conspicuously af Qrtes and'.'ppuki^se',was installed in the gardening depart-" ment, the' Duke answering": alt doubts |of his fitness, by saying, decisively:' I ". Well, he's dug: trenches i in^eveiy^ | ] vineyard in the south" of France j:L ■ should think he ought to know some- : | thing bfgardenirig aii^r that," " Another I veteran, who had keen wounded at i Waterloo, was under discussion one: j evening between the Duke idnd-Lord; ! Anglesea, when the subject .'of the" ; discpurse entered with, the • measured' I step of the pafade-groiind> carrying a j huge pie. said Anglesea, "Jet |us try.' if th,e' old- boy ;remem r bers hjs' i facings ;" and turning suddenly round,|he cried sharply : "Attention!'' The; i old soldier instinctively ' dropped his j hands, and with them the pie. likewise, | which exploded like a bomb-shell over ;the rich carpet in a shower ofrsteaming 'gravy.' The poor fellow's look of disj may at this catastrophe drew a smile ! from the Iron. Duke himself j but. the ; jester hastened to console his victim iwith the assurance that no English; soldier could be blamed for' knpwipe 1 his drill. : •'■ ; ; " ; " ; ' : -;;;' ,'j;. ; " ■ ! .......... j A jealous man went to the post-office and j asked whether there wasn't a scented letter j for his wife. There was 'one. The jealous ! man tore it open and found the milliner's ibillfor£3o: ' ' ■;-- ; r: : -..