empty sacks and throw himself across the horse. When the soldiers came
out of the house they fired their carbines at the supposed prisoner,
and galloped off at their utmost speed.

A short time after the miller came out and mounted his steed; the general
contrived to rid himself of the encumbrance of the sack, and sat up,
riding behind the man, who, suddenly turning round, saw a ghost, as
he believed, for the flour that still remained in the sack had completely
whitened his fellow-traveller and given him a most unearthly appearance.
The frightened miller was "putrified," as Mrs. Malaprop would say, at
the sight, and a push from the white spectre brought the unfortunate
man to the ground, when away rode the gallant quartermaster with his
sacks of flour, which, at length bursting, made a ludicrous spectacle
of man and horse.

On reaching the English camp, where Lord Wellington was anxiously deploring
his fate, a sudden shout from the soldiers made his lordship turn round,
when a figure, resembling the statue in "Don Juan," galloped up to him.
The duke, affectionately shaking him by the hand, said -

"Waters, you never yet deceived me; and though you have come in a most
questionable shape, I must congratulate you and myself."

When this story was told at the clubs, one of those listeners, who always
want something more, called out, "Well, and what did Waters say? "
to which Alvanley replied -

"Oh, Waters made a very flowery speech, like a well-bred man."