A troopship recently arrived Home with widows and children of deceased soldiers, and some of the wounded. Among the latter w.i<j Private Hitch, who was one of the de fenders of the hospital at the memorable fight at Rorke's Drift. He was ignorant; when the transport sailed of his fame, and when they told* him that he was V.C. the brave fellow stammered out, " And has the Queen really given me the cro»s ?" attd the soldier who had undauntedly hold back 50 yelling Zulus at the point of his bayonet, was entirely overooma by this recognition of it, and actually cried. This is tho stuff our infantry are made of ; they fight like lions, and look for no reward.
