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Excerpt from How England Saved Europe, Vol. 1 of 4: The Story of the Great War (1793-1815) And with that morning scene in a London street begins the drama of the greatest of English wars. England never sent braver soldiers to the field than the men who formed this tiny column on its march to Greenwich. As the long line swung into column for its march, there stretched unseen before its files a hundred fields of battle. The roll of its drums was to sound across half the world. The tramp of the disciplined feet ran forward through twenty years, till it deepens into the mighty tumult of Waterloo. Those three battalions, in. A word, head the great procession of. Gallant soldiers who, for the next twenty years, in strange lands and under strange skies, were to fight and die for the cause of England against the wild menace of Revolutionary France and the world-threatening despotism of Napoleon. And it is a curious fact that when, for the first time in this far-stretching war, Frenchmen and English men met in the actual shock of battle, these three particular battalions were the attacking party, and the fight took place at Vicogne, some ten miles from Waterloo, Where the long strife, more than twenty years afterwards, was to end! As a companion-piece to that scene in front of the Horse Guards in 1793, let another picture be drawn. On July 31, 1815, the Bellerophon is lying at Portsmouth, a stately line-of-battle ship, of the old, massive, bluff-bowed type. In its cabin are four persons. Two are British officers, Lord Keith and Sir. Henry Bunbury, a third is their secretary, the fourth is Napoleon, his sallow face furrowed with the passions of so many battlefields and the pride of so many years of empire. Waterloo is Six weeks past; the Empire has faded like a vision; the armies of France have perished. These British officers have come to tell Napoleon that St. Helena, a splintered rock set in the solitary wastes of the Atlantic, is henceforth to be his prison. Napoleon protests vehemently. St. Helena is hate ful to him' he would prefer, he says, death or Botany Bay. Remember, he cries, what I have been, and how I have stood among the sovereigns of Europe. I have made war upon you for twenty years, he tells this little group of Englishmen; but England, he urges, if the mightiest and most stubborn. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.