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
Joe is very well. He behaved himself most gallantly, I assure you. The
regiment are very proud of him, and in my absence he is invited to dine
out frequently. Joe sticks by me. I got him placed in another company,
as the boy wanted me to take care of his money and concerns. As I am
a bird of passage, I wished to teach him how to take care of himself,
for fear he might be deprived of me one day or another; he then would
be at a loss. He lived away from me for a fortnight, that was, he paid
to another mess, but whenever I had anything good I always found Joe
present. I therefore told him he might live with me, but he should pay
regularly and keep his own accounts, which he agreed to. Since I left
the regiment he still lives with my captain, with whom he is a great
favourite. I have a note from him daily about some nonsense or another.
The last two fights cost us about four officers killed and wounded;
we have been very lucky in not having more. Joe is now at the top of
the list, and will be a lieutenant in two or three months, which will
give him ten dollars a month more. I gave him a horse to ride. He has
another for his baggage. If I have a fine jacket or anything _dressy_,
he manages to make friends with my servant to use them. I have got the
name of an old fellow. All the women say I am his father and laugh when
I tell them he is my brother. I had almost forgot Maud. He is well, and
I mean him to spend his Christmas with me if we are quiet. I anticipate
the happiness we shall enjoy. If we could spend it under your humble
roof, how much more happy we should be. However, you will have the
satisfaction to know that your sons are moving in an honourable sphere
of life, and their good fortune ought not to make them forget (though
in a distant clime) those dear ties that can never be divided but by
death. We are six months in arrear, and I have been at much expense
this year. When I can raise a little money I shall send it. I hope
my dear Ann is well, also Charlie and Betsy. When Charlie is fifteen
I shall be able to provide for him. Three years more will give me a
company. I then shall be able to maintain you handsomely. Something
may turn out before. I do not like to build castles in the air. I hope
my uncle is well. My best respects to him. It will give me pleasure in
letting him read my letters, but do not make my affairs known to the
world, I beg of you. Accept my earnest prayers. I am, my dear parents,
yours affectionately,
Geo. Simmons.
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