With the 42nd I see, sir; knew your Colonel well.

You'll find America isn't so bad, after you get used to it.

We've had a gay time here, eh, O'Hara?
The best of liquor, and the prettiest of girls, and now we'll show the town something it won't forget in a hurry." He held out a card to me.

"Rather ornate, considering the printers in these colonies; designed it myself." It was certainly a handsome souvenir, perhaps six inches by four in size, engraved as in a shield, yielding a view of the sea, with the setting sun, and on a wreath the words, "_Lucco discendens, ancto splendore resurgam_," while at the top was the General's crest, bearing the words, "_Vive Vale_." I have it yet, but as I looked at it then, sitting my horse on the river bank, and listening to the careless laughter of those about me, I could think only of that other half-starved army in whose camp I had been the evening before, and of those scenes of suffering witnessed during the past winter at Valley Forge--the shoeless feet, the shivering forms, the soldiers dying from cold and hunger, the snow drifting over us as we slept.

What a contrast between this foolish boy's play, and the stern man's work yonder.