This is what I gather used to be in old days when intrigues were on foot with Turks, Greeks, Austrians, Italians, Russians.

This concerns me vitally, for my mind has long been made up to share the fortunes of the Land of the Blue Mountains.

For good or ill I mean to stay here: _J'y suis_, _j'y reste_.

I share henceforth the lot of the Blue Mountaineers; and not Turkey, nor Greece, nor Austria, nor Italy, nor Russia--no, not France nor Germany either; not man nor God nor Devil shall drive me from my purpose.

With these patriots I throw in my lot! My only difficulty seemed at first to be with the men themselves.