ever doubt me,
sir. Right hand file, advance, and receive the arms of the prisoners!"

"I'm here, captain," said Andrew, in a conceited tone, as if it were a
mere occasion of merriment; and the lad quickly entered the house and
secured the weapons, retreating with them some paces from the door.

"Now, sir," said Horse Shoe to the Ensign, "your sword, and whatever
else you mought have about you of the ammunitions of war!"

The officer delivered up his sword and a pair of pocket pistols.

As Horse Shoe received these tokens of victory, he asked, with a lambent
smile, and what he intended to be an elegant and condescending
composure, "Your name, sir, if I mought take the freedom?"

"Ensign St. Jermyn, of his Majesty's seventy-first regiment of light
infantry."

"Ensign, your sarvent," added Horse Shoe, still preserving this unusual
exhibition of politeness. "You have defended your post like an old
sodger, although you ha'n't much beard on your chin; but, seeing you
have given up, you shall be treated like a man who has done his duty.
You will walk out, now, and form yourselves in line at the door. I'll
engage my men shall do you no harm; they are of a marciful breed."

When the little squad of prisoners submitted to this command, and came
to the door, they were stricken with equal astonishment and
mortification to find, in place of the detachment of cavalry which they
expected to see, nothing but a man, a boy, and a horse. Their first
emotions were expressed in curses, which were even succeeded by laughter
from one or two of the number. There seemed to be a disposition on the
part of some to resist the authority that now controlled them; and
sundry glances were exchanged, which indicated a purpose to turn upon
their captors. The sergeant no sooner perceived this, than he halted,
raised his rifle to his breast, and, at the same instant, gave Andrew
Ramsay an order to retire a few paces, and to fire one of the captured
pieces at the first man who opened his lips.

"By my hand," he said, "if I find any trouble in taking you, all five,
safe away from this here house, I will thin your numbers with your own
muskets! And that's as good as if I had sworn to it."

"You have my word, sir," said the Ensign. "Lead on."

"By your leave, my pretty gentleman, you will lead, and I'll follow,"
replied Horse Shoe. "It may be a new piece of drill to you; but the
custom is to give the prisoners the post of honor."

"As you please,