Mightinesses answer nothing articulate, languidly grumble something
in OPTATIVE tone;--'meaning assent,' thinks the sanguine mind.
'Dutch hoistable, after all!' thinks he; 'Dutch will co-operate, if
they saw example set!' And, in England, the work of embarking
actually begins.

"Britannic Majesty's purpose, and even fixed resolve to this
effect, had preceded the Prussian-Austrian Settlement. May 20th,
["9th" by the Old Newspapers; but we always TRANSLATE their o.s.]
'Two regiments of Foot,' first poor instalment of British Troops,
had actually landed at Ostend;--news of the Battle of Chotusitz,
much more, of the Austrian-Prussian Settlement, or Peace of
Breslau, would meet them THERE. But after that latter auspicious
event, things start into quick and double-quick time; and the
Gazetteers get vocal, almost lyrical: About Howard's regiment,
Ponsonby's regiment, all manner of regiments, off to Flanders, for
a stroke of work; how 'Ligonier's Dragoons [a set of wild swearing
fellows, whom Guildford is happy to be quit of] rode through
Bromley with their kettle-drums going, and are this day at
Gravesend to take ship;'"--or to give one other, more
specific example:

"Yesterday [3d July, 1742] General Campbell's Regiment of Scotch
Greys arrived in the Borough of Southwark, on their march to Dover,
where they are to embark for Flanders. They are fine hardy fellows,
that want no seasoning; and make an appearance agreeable to all but
the innkeepers,"--who have such billeting to do, of late.
[ Daily Post, June 23d (o.s.), 1742.]
"Grey Dragoons," or Royal Scots-Greys, is the title of this fine
Regiment; and their Colonel is Lieutenant-General John Campbell,