_Te Deum laudamus!_ This should end the whole wretched business--this and the sack of the city.

I hope Pollock won't be squeamish, or truckle to the hysterical party at home.

The towns should be laid in ashes and the fields sown with salt.

Above all, the Residency and the Palace must come down.

So shall Burnes, McNaghten, and many another gallant fellow know that his countrymen could avenge if they could not save him! It is hard when others are gaining glory and experience to be stuck in this miserable valley.