he resisted, bang! I shot a fellow dead, who, was standing by him, I fell upon them with sword and gun and broke their ranks—sir, it was an epoch in my life, it was as if three regiments were in my body—shots were fired, I looked back,—there lay my whole army cut down behind me by a few, villains—my courage failed, I rode off as fast as my horse would carry me, it was the same hungarian horse, my good sir, now in your stable,—I am saved.
"Cavalier, as I understand, was a reasonable man, but the knave, who is called after the late Marshal Catinat, stirred up the others; they march into my village, persuade my penitents to join them, set fire to my, house and even to my dear dilapidated church, and have sworn to hew me into ten thousand pieces, if I ever shew myself there again. Now as I have suffered all this for the sake of my country, it is but just that reparation should be made to me for the loss I have sustained, and I am shortly to receive a better living, with a
