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
My brother informs me Joseph is with an attorney at Hull. I hope, if he
likes his situation, in a few years I shall be enabled to assist him.
Pay great attention to all your children's learning; make them good
scholars, and they will have little to apprehend. I hope Joseph is a
good boy. My dear mother, I am sometimes afraid, thinks too much of her
graceless boy. I know I am not deserving any better name. I hope yet
at some future day to be a comfort to her. I assure you the welfare of
my family is always uppermost in my mind. I hope my sister is well and
happy. I beg she will ever be upon her guard in forming new friends
or acquaintances, as we see every day the misfortunes young women are
subject to by such connections. I have too high an opinion of my dear
sister to think she will do so. I am convinced her prudence and good
sense, with the advice of the best of mothers, will be her guard from
forming connections with imprudent people. Give her this advice. I
bought a shawl here for five dollars, rather a whimsical thing, which I
hope to send you, at least when I return to England; we have some idea
of coming back, you see.
Write soon. I am particularly anxious to hear from you, as is also my
brother. Direct to me, Lieut. Simmons, 1st Battalion, 95th or Rifle
Regiment, Grand Army, Portugal (or elsewhere).
_Journal—11th December-31st December 1809_
[Sidenote: 1809 Dec. 11th]
This day we have been stationed at Campo Mayor three months, and are
now ordered to prepare for a march. I am recovering from fever. The
convalescent and sick are ordered to be sent to Elvas, but I am allowed
to proceed, by my own wish, with my regiment.
[Sidenote: 12th]
Marched to Arronches and halted.
[Sidenote: 16th]
Marched to Portalegre, where the Brigade assembled, consisting of 1st
Battalions 43rd and 52nd, and ours, the 95th or Rifle Men. I was in
the same company I commenced my military career with, and being the
junior officer, I consequently got the last choice of quarters, which
too frequently was a dirty floor with my blanket only. Captain O'Hare
did not show me much kindness, but the change of air improved my health
daily.
[Sidenote: 18th]
Marched to Crato, the officers of the company, viz. five, billeted
upon the house of a priest, who gave us all beds and sold us one of
the finest turkeys I ever saw, and also some excellent wine, which he
partook of. I enjoyed myself so much this day and slept so well that in
the morning I felt myself as well as ever, and from that moment shook
off the villainous effects of disease. The weather cool and refreshing.
[Sidenote: 19th]
Marched to Ponto do Souro, a village situated in a pleasant valley,
through which the river Souro runs its course. The neighbouring country
is well covered with wood.
[Sidenote: 20th]
Marched to the town of Abrantes.
[Sidenote: 22nd]
Marched to Punhete.
[Sidenote: 23rd]
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