A British Rifle Man: The Journals and Correspondence of Major George Simmons, Rifle Brigade, During the Peninsular War and the Campaign of WaterlooSimmons, George
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A British Rifle Man: The Journals and Correspondence of Major George Simmons, Rifle Brigade, During the Peninsular War and the Campaign of Waterloo
Simmons, George
Peninsular War, 1807-1814; Waterloo, Battle of, Waterloo, Belgium, 1815
On the 18th the enemy, for want of provisions, could not push us; we
expected to have had a tough day's work, but _Johnny_ did not press
us much. In want of bread. Several men died this day from cold and
wet. Horses and mules were lying dead in every direction, which shows
plainly a man can bear hunger and being exposed to the inclemency of
the weather for a much longer period than an animal. In this country
I have seen the same thing often. Being upon the rear-guard exposes
a person to a much longer period under arms, as he must endeavour to
drive all before him, and very often to form up to repel an attack of
the enemy. This day's march it is impossible to describe, wading up to
the middle very often, and all day up to the knee in mud and water;
raining repeatedly. This night picked up a quantity of acorns and
roasted them, which we were all very thankful for. Night excessively
cold.
The enemy followed us on the 19th; most of us walking barefooted, my
shoes also having no bottoms, as well as my friends'; my legs and feet
much frost-bitten; could hardly crawl. Halted near Ciudad Rodrigo.
Three days' bread served to us upon the spot. I sent into the town for
a pound of English butter, only six shillings per pound, and some wine.
This day tolerably fine. After eating and drinking most tremendously,
in a moment you would see all faces jovial and everything forgotten.
We halted in the fields near this town for a few days. I washed myself
in the river every day and bathed my feet with cold water often. Thank
God, I am as well as ever. Joe, though he rode, still got worse.
However, he has had every attention paid him and is now quite well.
He eats and drinks like a farmer. I keep him five hours a day at his
studies, and I have no doubt he will soon astonish you. I must say he
implicitly obeys my injunctions. He is now clear of the world, with
everything comfortable. I have nothing more to do with him but give my
advice. I have since found it was my interest got him into the 23rd
Regiment, and not the Colonel of Maud's regiment. I beg you will have
Charles well educated. I will then take him off your hands at fifteen
years old. Do not despair, though you now are unfortunate. If I live
and have any luck in my profession I shall be able to support you. I
wish for no greater pleasure. Ann I am proud of. I shall always adore
her. She must bear up against the misfortunes which at present cannot
be resisted, in hopes that a few years will put a period to them. We
cannot always be doomed to misery and misfortune.
I thank my dear mother for her kind remembrance of me. Joe often tells
me little anecdotes of your fireside. This winter we are settled in
our old quarters near the Agueda, and two or three leagues from Ciudad
Rodrigo. I hope we shall get out several regiments before spring, and
commence again handsomely in the New Year. Joe joins me in best wishes
for your welfare. Believe me, yours affectionately,
G. Simmons.
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