The Times 1781 - 1790 A Soldier's Life

A Soldier's Life

A GOLD CHAIN AND WOODEN LOG, TO ALL YOUNG FELLOWS WHO LOVE THE IDLENESSES OF A SOLDIER'S LIFE, AND WHO WISH TO GET RID OF HARD WORKING APPRENTICESIPS, BAD WIVES, ATTENTIVE MASTERS, AND STRICT PARENTS. Gentlemen, We, GEORGIUS HANGER; Captain, Colonel, and Recruiting Officer, greet you with all military love. -----------     And we invite you to repair to our Royal standard at the PLUME OF FEATHERS, there to enter into our service, and become Gentlemen soldiers.     We want you to fight in Asia, under the authority of their most-high and puissant Mightinesses, the East India Company, then and there to face the great TIPOO SAIB, son of the bloody HYDER ALLY, where you shall be so loaded with diamonds and gold dust, that you shall never be able to carry them away. We, well knowing, can take upon us to aver what nobody else will presume to say - for we have been all our life recruiting, and what you'll hardly credit, are not recruited yet.     The EARL SHERIDAN and DUKE Fox, that are to be, can testify for us that we can shew you service - they have seen us in many a hot engagement - At Stilton, at Odiham, at Brighton, in Covent Garden, King's Place, and many other Belligerint Fields, Court, Lanes, Alleys, Streets, and Squares - and we can take upon us to assure you, that we ourselves can instruct such of you as wish to be quarrelsome, in the noble, manly, blackguard science of boxing, we having well studied that art, under Mendoza, Humphries, Ward, Big Ben, Johnson, Ryan, and the Captain.     We promise to instruct you in the gentleman-like practice of living upon nothing - of drinking and eating at the expence of others, and of living like Gentlemen, without money, and without going in debt. Come then unto us, all ye that are ragged - all you that love idleness, and we shall give you a free passage to India imprisoned in the Hold, where the moment that your time of inlistment expires, you will, without any expence to yourselves, be discharged and sent up the country, until your necessities enforce you to enlist again. O !  my friends, what a happy situation this for British sons of Liberty ! All my volunteers shall have each a national cockade gratis. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

 

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