There in the centre, amid that cavalcade of cavaliers, rides our new monarch doubtless.

Pity he hath not a man by him who can put this swarm of peasants into something like campaign order.

Now do but look at those four pieces of ordnance trailing along like lame sheep behind the flock.
Caracco, I would that I were a young King's officer with a troop of light horse on the ridge yonder! My faith, how I should sweep down yon cross road like a kestrel on a brood of young plover! Then heh for cut and thrust, down with the skulking cannoniers, a carbine fire to cover us, round with the horses, and away go the rebel guns in a cloud of dust! How's that, Sir Gervas ?' 'Good sport, Colonel,' said the baronet, with a touch of colour in his white cheeks.

'I warrant that you did keep your Pandours on the trot.' 'Aye, the rogues had to work or hang--one or t'other.

But methinks our friends here are scarce as numerous as reported.