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aisles, be such a hardship to one, who has passed so many nights with you all on the cold field of battle? Continue your march without delay; else these good Fathers will count you no better than a band of new-raised city troops, with some jolly tankard-chief for your leader. A good march to you, my friends, with kind hostesses and warm fire-sides where you are going.

1st Sold. Ah! What good will our fire-sides do us, when we think how our General is lodged?

Ost. Farewell! March on as quickly as you may: you shall all drink my health to-morrow evening in a good hogshead of Rhenish.

1st Sold. (with others.) God grant we may! (1st to Prior.) Look to it, reverend Prior: if our General be not with us by to-morrow's sunset, St. Maurice shall neither have monastery nor monks on this mountain.

Ost. No more! (Embracing first Officer, and shaking hands with others.) Farewell ! Farewell!

Agn. Morand, Morand!

Mor. Ha! art thou there? I might have guessed indeed, that so brave a sight would not