THE PRISONER OF WAR. A TALE. Why then, 'tis none to you; for there is nothing, either good or bad, but thinking makes it so: to me it is a prison. SHAKSPEARE. THE PRISONER OF WAR. A TALE. Que la guerre n'est autre chose que l'art de réunir plus de monde que l'ennemi sur un point donné. NAPOLEON. SUCH, according to the great European warrior, is the art of war; but the voice of the whole world proclaims its effects to be of a much more extensive and melancholy description. Every town cemetery, every village church-yard, tells some mournful tale of the battle field; and while the green mounds in foreign lands mark where the brave are laid, and seem to say to each patriot heart, "I too was a warrior!" their memory still lives, and |