The dose is five drops.

A small phial of it will be found in the barrel of your left pistol, with wadding around it lest it come to harm.
'5.

Ten golden pieces are sewn into the hem of your under doublet.

Touch them not, save as a last resource.
'6.

Fight stoutly for the Lord, and yet I pray you, Micah, be not too forward in battle, but let others do their turn also.
Press not into the heart of the fray, and yet flinch not from the standard of the Protestant faith.
'And oh, Micah, my own bright boy, come back safe to your mother, or my very heart will break! 'And the deponent will ever pray.' The sudden gush of tenderness in the last few lines made the tears spring to my eyes, and yet I could scarce forbear from smiling at the whole composition, for my dear mother had little time to cultivate the graces of style, and it was evidently her thought that in order to make her instructions binding it was needful to express them in some sort of legal form.