--mounted; next, the band playing (what to me from its associations has now come to be the saddest of all tunes) P, prisoner; C, coffin; G, grave; F
, firing party; R
, reserve firing party; E
, twelve guards.
Pleyel's Hymn, even sadder than the Dead March
,” which I heard less frequently; then followed twelve armed men, who were deployed diagonally across the open end of the space, after the procession had completed its round, to guard against any attempt the prisoner might make to escape; fourth in order came four men bearing the coffin, followed by the prisoner, attended by a chaplain, and a single guard on either side; next, a shooting detachment of twelve men. Eleven of these had muskets loaded with ball, while the twelfth had a blank cartridge in his musket; but as the muskets had been loaded beforehand by an officer, and mixed up afterwards, no one knew who had possession of the musket with the blank cartridge, so that each man, if he wanted it, had the benefit of a faint hope, at least, that his was the musket loaded without ball.
After these marched an additional shooting force of six, to act in case the twelve should fail in the execution of their duty.
When the slow and solemn round had been completed, the