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in Hepburn’s Green Brigade. Therefore, it is natural
that, seeing there is no chance of military service at home,
there should be many young fellows coming out to join.
I can go across this evening to the minister of war, who
is a personal friend of mine, and get him to give you per-
mission to raise a company of Scotchmen for service. I
shall, of course, point out to him that you will enlist them
here. I shall show him the advantage of these men being
gathered together, as their ignorance of the language makes
them for some time useless as soldiers if enrolled in a
Swedish regiment. I shall mention that I have twenty in
my own corps who are at present positively useless, and
in fact a source of great trouble, owing to their under-
standing nothing that is said to them, and shall propose
that they be at once handed over to you. As to the ex-
change, we can manage that quietly between ourselves.
You would have no difficulty with fresh-landed men, as these
will naturally be delighted at joining a company of their
own countrymen.”

“Thank you very heartily, Jamieson, this altogether
exceeds my hopes, but I fear that I know nothing of drill-
ing them.”

“Two of my men are sergeants, and having been in the
army for some years, speak Swedish well. ‘They will do
the drilling at first, the manceuvres are not complicated,
and for a pound or two they will be glad to teach you all
the orders necessary. I don’t know how you are situated
as to money, but I can assure you my purse is at your
service.”

“Thank you; I am, in that respect, excellently well pro-
vided, as is my friend Sir Marmaduke. We have both
made provision for unexpected contingencies.”

“Then if you will call to-morrow after breakfast I shall
probably have your commission ready. As a matter of
course, you will have the appointment of your own officers,