There were folk of all kinds there.

Sometimes they had not enough to drink, but all were equipped for war.
The Cossack ranks stood quietly before the walls.

There was no gold about them, save where it shone on the hilt of a sword or the mountings of a gun.

The Zaporozhtzi were not given to decking themselves out gaily for battle: their coats-of-mail and garments were plain, and their black-bordered red-crowned caps showed darkly in the distance.
Two men--Okhrim Nasch and Mikiga Golokopuitenko--advanced from the Zaporozhian ranks.

One was quite young, the other older; both fierce in words, and not bad specimens of Cossacks in action.