Philip Rollo; or, the Scottish Musketeers, Vol. 1 (of 2)Grant, James
General
Philip Rollo; or, the Scottish Musketeers, Vol. 1 (of 2)
Grant, James
Thirty Years' War, 1618-1648 -- Fiction
Enfeebled by its unnatural union, Denmark, when once free of Sweden,
began to assume a high place in the scale of European nations; and
though the proud and haughty Christian could not surrender his claim
to the Swedish crown, and while the Swedes gloried in their freedom,
so recently acquired under Gustavus Vasa, both Christian and Gustavus
Adolphus saw that the clouds of battle were gathering on the German
frontier, that the day was at hand when they would be compelled to
abandon their national quarrel and petty jealousies, and for common
safety to unite their arms against the skill of Tilly, the courage of
Wallenstein, and the vast power of the empire. A treaty of peace
between Christian and Gustavus had been completed at Copenhagen on
the 20th January, 1613, principally by the mediation of our king,
James VI.; but the approach of external danger had only smothered for
a time the dispute of the northern kings.
To return: On the day after our reaching the headquarters at Itzhoe,
we were reviewed by the king, who ordered Sir Donald "to draw up the
regiment in battaglia," on the plain before the gates of the town.
The day was beautiful; thin as gauze, a pale haze curled up from the
banks of the Stor, and the sun shone brightly on the quaint old town
and older castle of Itzhoe.
Dunbar, our sergeant-major, a brave old cavalier who had served in
the Scottish Horse Guards under Sir Andrew Kerr of Pherniherst, drew
up the regiment in line, with colours and pikes in the centre; five
hundred musketeers, with the drums, being on the left flank; and five
hundred more, with the pipes, being on the right;--the ranks were
three deep.
Accompanied by the Earl of Nithsdale, the Lord Spynie, the Laird of
Murkle, the Baron of Klosterfiord, and various nobles and colonels,
all bravely mounted and richly accoutred, King Christian approached,
and we received him with the highest honours; our pipes playing a
salute, our drums beating the point of war, the colours drooping, the
officers in front; while the whole line presented their pikes and
muskets, according to the forms which have come down to us from the
chivalry of the olden time.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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