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 But to proceed:—We were totally unacquainted with the country; an examination of the maps pointed out the place of our retreat to be the fortification of Tournay; the fallen ruins were the bed upon which fatigue, and a confidence of security, procured us a sound and refreshing sleep. At three P. M. we enjoyed our dinner, notwithstanding the want of beverage, for upon examining the knapsacks, the flasks were found broken. Whitehurst, having lost his hat in descending the first rampart, was occupied in manufacturing a cap, from the skirts of his coat. It rained all the afternoon, and the weather, in the evening, growing worse, we were detained till about ten P. M., when, no prospect of its clearing up presenting itself, we quitted our comfortable abode, walked round the citadel, to the westward, over ploughed ground, until, coming to a turnip field, we regaled ourselves most sumptuously. By eleven, we had rounded the town, and gained the north road. During the night we passed through several villages, without seeing any one, and, at six A. M.