One hundred and fifty fighting men would go to the assault, in fourteen row-boats, with muffled oars.

This number included the band.

The residue of thirty men, making up the full strength of the corps, had disappeared from Troy some ten days before, on an errand which will appear hereafter.
But the fair were inconsolable.

Almost, for some forty-eight hours-- that is to say, after the news leaked out--our Major was the most unpopular man in Troy with them who had ever been his warmest supporters.

War was war, no doubt; and women must mourn at home while men imbrued themselves in the gallant strife.