The Man-at-Arms; or, Henry De Cerons. Volumes I and IIJames, G. P. R. (George Payne Rainsford)
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The Man-at-Arms; or, Henry De Cerons. Volumes I and II
James, G. P. R. (George Payne Rainsford)
Huguenots -- Fiction
"I have never seen any one comport himself better in a hot _mêlée_
than you did yesterday, which must console you for being taken
prisoner and for having to pay a ransom, which is always, of course,
the most unpleasant thing that can happen to any gentleman adventurer.
I dare say, for a gentleman of your kidney, it would have been
pleasanter, take it upon the whole, to be killed outright by the side
of our brave prince. I have often heard gentlemen--that is to
say--young gentlemen, say such things; but I never could manage to
feel anything of the kind myself, always looking upon a live ass to be
a great deal better than a dead lion. I have not the slightest doubt,
therefore, that some time or another hereafter you will find it a very
comfortable thing indeed to be alive; and you will have the advantage,
too, of being able to get yourself killed another time in case you
like it.
"In the mean time, I will do my best to lead the troop as you have
done, and trust we shall have plenty of plunder to give an account of
when you come back again. The enemy are not so successful at that work
as we are, and you will be glad to hear that all the baggage is quite
safe. I have taken the chest to the admiral, as you commanded; and
have distributed the thousand crowns among the men, who are very
grateful; and I send you the thousand that you require for yourself,
together with the admiral's receipt for the remainder, amounting to
three thousand seven hundred and sixty crowns of the sun, with two
livres tournois, six sous, and two derniers. I am sorry to tell you
that we have lost no less than thirteen men, of whom nine were killed
or disabled before you quitted us on the hill. Poor Moriton we got
off, but he died last night, having been shot very funnily by two
arquebus balls at the same moment, which must have touched each other,
for they made a long wound just like a keyhole. I have kept his
cuirass, poor fellow, for one may live many a day without seeing such
a thing as that. I myself have lost the tip of my right ear, which is
no great loss after all, for it only makes that one match the left,
the end of which was shot off some years ago by a mad fellow called
Chicot. I send you below a list of our killed and wounded, and am,
Your devoted servant,
"MORIC ENDEM."
With this curious epistle was a brief note from the admiral,
acknowledging the receipt of the money, and telling me that though, of
course, it was necessary to arrange the liberation of the elder and
more experienced officers in the first instance, he would not forget
me when it came to my turn. The words were words of course, and I
certainly did not expect that the admiral would think of the matter
much more, as in fact he did not do.
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