JERRY. I can't say, but her father and a whole _posse comitatus_, as we justices call 'em, went in search of her to the camp, and when I came here, I found some of my old comrades who fought with me at Queenstown; and so having a little money, we went to take a comfortable pitcher of whiskey punch together, and so, while over our cups, they doubted my valour, and hinted that I run away before the battle. JAILOR. Well, and what did you do? JERRY. Why, I offered to fight 'em single-handed all round, and we got into a dispute, and so when my money was all gone, they tweaked my nose, boxed my ears, and kick'd me out of the tent. So I then kick'd up a row, and--that's all. JAILOR. A very pretty story, indeed! You look like a mutinous dog--so come, get into the black hole. JERRY. Now, my dear jailor, do let me escape, and I'll give you the prettiest little pig in my farmyard. JAILOR. What! bribe an honest and humane jailor, and with a pig? In with you. JERRY. Well, but I've nothing to eat--I shall be half starved. JAILOR. Oh no, you shall have something to employ your grinders on. [_Goes out, and returns with a black loaf, and a pitcher of water._] There! JERRY. O dear, nothing else but black bread and cold water? Can't you get me a pickle? JAILOR. I think you're in a devil of a pickle already--come, get in! [_Removes a board from the scene, which discovers a small dark hole. JERRY supplicates._] JERRY. How long am I to be here, Mr. Jailor, in company with myself? JAILOR. That depends on your good behaviour. [_Cannon are heard._] There! the battle has commenced. JERRY. [_Putting his head out of the hole._] O dear, what's that? The great guns are going off. Are you sure, my dear jailor, that this prison is bomb proof? JAILOR. Take your head in, you great land turtle. JERRY. Oh, what will become of me? _End of the Second Act._ ACT III. _Scene in front of a pavilion tent; trumpets and drums sounding._ _Enter GENERAL, LENOX, SOLDIERS, OFFICERS, &c._ GENERAL. At length victory has crown'd our arms, and the result of this action will keep alive the spirits of our troops, and the hopes of our country. Hark! the bugles are sounding a retreat, and the enemy has abandoned the field and taken to his entrenchments. Lenox, your hand--your conduct this day has confirmed our hopes--allow me in the name of our country to thank you. LENOX. Not a word, dear general, not a word; I have merely done my duty, and done no more than every soldier in our ranks. GENERAL. What is the result of this day's action? LENOX. The enemy has lost upwards of 500 in killed and wounded, and several principal officers have been taken prisoners. GENERAL. In what position were they when the attack became general?