Zounds! is that the little fellow--the Hop-o'my-Thumb-who pressed forward to the muster-table at Emmendingen ?" "Certainly, certainly." "Zounds, he has grown.

We'll gladly enlist you now, young sir.

Can you remember me ?" "Of course I do," replied Ulrich.

"You sang the song about 'good fortune.'" "Have you recollected that ?" asked the lansquenet.

"Foolish stuff! Believe it or not, I composed the merry little thing when in great sorrow and poverty, just to warm my heart.