Doing my duty in recruiting for His Majesty's Army, in the King's Own 4th Regiment of Foot. (It was a rather warm weekend, so please excuse my state of undress without my waistcoat.)
I obtained no less than 60 new recruits by mark of their names in proper calligraphy! Though we may have lost many of them in this rebel town of Exeter, what with how many cheers were roared during a reading of that treasonous Declaration of Independence.











