"The serjeant commanded his party to the church, and when the parson had ended his prayer, he took his text, and all of them that had a Bible, pulled it out to find the text; but this soldier had neither Bible, Almanack, nor Common-Prayer Book, but he put his hand in his pocket and pulled out a pack of cards, and spread them before him as he sat; and while the parson was preaching, he first kept looking at one card and then at another.[352] The serjeant of the company saw him, and said, 'Richard, put up your cards, for this is no place for them.'--'Never mind that,' said the soldier, 'you have no business with me here.' "Now the parson had ended his sermon, and all was over: the soldiers repaired to the churchyard and the commanding officer gave the word of command to fall in, which they did. The serjeant of the city came, and took the man prisoner.--'Man, you are my prisoner,' said he.--'Sir,' said the soldier, 'what have I done that I am your prisoner?'--'You have played a game at cards in the church.'--' No,' said the soldier, 'I have not play'd a game, for I only looked at a pack.'--'No matter for that, you are my prisoner.'--'Where must we go?' said the soldier.--'You must go before the Mayor,' said the serjeant. So he took him before the Mayor; and when they came to the Mayor's house, he was at dinner. When he had dined he came down to them, and said, 'Well, serjeant, what do you want with me?'--'I have brought a soldier before you for playing at cards in the church.'--'What! that soldier?'--'Yes.'--'Well, soldier, what have you to say for yourself?'--'Much, sir, I hope.'--'Well and good; but if you have not, you shall be punished the worst that ever man was.'--'Sir,' said the soldier, 'I have been five weeks upon the march, and have but little to subsist on; and am without either Bible, Almanack, or Common-Prayer Book, or anything but a pack of cards: I hope to satisfy your honour of the purity of my intentions.'