In 1778 the American war was at its height, and the militia was called out on actual duty [...] On June 10th, the phalanx marched out, with drawn swords, drums rolling, and colours flying, by the Ashby-road, for Liverpool, and thence to Ireland. The town was deserted, especially by the females, who had come from every part of the county to accompany their sweethearts part of the way, which they did many miles before they could bid the last farewell. The charm of the band, playing lively quick steps, drew me as far as Grooby.