aging no religious
war. The clergymen were the field chaplains of the Protestant bands.
When the travellers had passed the long baggage train, in which women
and children filled peasant carts or trudged on foot, and reached the
soldiers themselves, they found them well-armed men of sturdy figure.
The Neapolitan regiment, which preceded the Kustrin one, presented
an entirely different appearance with its shorter, brown-skinned,
light-footed soldiers. Here, too, there was no lack of soldiers' wives
and children, and from two of the carts gaily bedizened soldiers'
sweethearts waved their hands to the travellers. In front of the
regiment were two wagons with racks, filled with priests and monks
bearing crosses and church banners, and before them, to escape the dust,
a priest of higher rank with his vicar rode on mules decked with gay
trappings.
On the way to Eggmuhl the carriage passed other bodies of troops. Here
the horses were changed, and now Gombert walked with Barbara in front of
the vehicle to "stretch their legs."
A regiment from the Upper Palatinate was encamped outside of the
village. The prince to whom it belonged had given it a free ration of
wine at the noonday rest, and the soldiers were now lying on the grass
with loosened helmets and armour, feeling very comfortable, and singing
in their deep voices a song newly composed in honour of the Emperor
Charles to the air, "Cheer up, ye gallant soldiers all!"
The couple so skilled in music stopped, and Barbara's heart beat quicker
as she listened to the words which the fair-haired young trooper close
beside her was singing in an especially clear voice:
"Cheer up, ye gallant soldiers all!
Be blithe and bold of mind
With faith on God we'll loudly call,
Then on our ruler kind.
His name is worthy of our praise,
Since to the throne God doth him raise;
So we will glorify him, too,
And render the obedience due.
Of an imperial race he came,
To this broad empire heir;
Carolus is his noble name,
God-sent its crown to wear.
Mehrer is his just title grand,
The sovereign of many a land
Which God hath given to his care
His name rings on the air!"
[Mehrer--The increaser, an ancient title of the German emperors]
How much pleasure this song afforded Barbara, although it praised the
man whom she thoug
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