The confusion, the clamour, the grotesque appearance of an army in which there could scarcely be seen a shirt or a pair of pantaloons, a shoe or a stocking, presented so ludicrous a contrast to the orderly and brilliant appearance of their master's troops, that they amused themselves by wondering what the Parisians would say to see such a force mustered on the plain of Grenelle.

[132] First marched what was called the Royal regiment, fourteen hundred strong.

All but seven went beyond the fatal point.

Ginkell's countenance showed that he was deeply mortified.

He was consoled, however, by seeing the next regiment, which consisted of natives of Ulster, turn off to a man.