A Diary Kept by Mrs. R. C. Germon, at Lucknow, Between the Months of May and December, 1857Germon, Maria
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A Diary Kept by Mrs. R. C. Germon, at Lucknow, Between the Months of May and December, 1857
Germon, Maria
Germon, Maria; India -- History -- Sepoy Rebellion, 1857-1858; Lucknow (India) -- History -- Siege, 1857 -- Personal narratives
This man got 100 rupees afterwards from Sir Henry for
this. Charlie did not go back to Cantonments that night, as his horse
was quite done up, and he had had leave to do as he liked. He went back
to Mr. G----, and we all went to bed. Never shall I forget this awful
night, nor how much I have to thank God for having preserved my dear
one.
[Footnote 3: These all turned against us afterwards.]
Sunday, May 31st. Charlie came over to breakfast with us; we all then
went into Dr. F----'s room, and Mr. H---- read prayers; Charlie then
went to see if Sir Henry had arrived, and I wrote my overland letters
and was just closing them, when an order came for all ladies to go over
to the Residency, as they expected a rise in the city; we collected our
bundles, and, under a burning sun, walked over to the Residency, where
we were told not to congregate too many in one part, as the building
was not safe; every room in the upper storey was crammed, we could
hardly get space to put down our bundles: at last Miss N---- offered me
a corner in one room, but the perfect Babel there was with the number
of children and the fearful heat, with no punkahs going, was enough to
drive one wild. We sat down in this miserable state all day; there was
luncheon going on when we arrived, and we were invited to partake, but
Mrs. F---- kindly sent over for one from her own house for us. I saw
my husband every now and then, but he was acting under Major A----. In
the evening the two Padres tried to have prayers, but we could scarcely
hear them from the Babel of tongues all round and the screams of so
many children; it was perfect misery. I was dying with thirst, and
had nothing of my own to quench it; at last a lady took pity on me,
and ordered her servant to make me a cup of tea--a perfect luxury. We
heard firing going on all the evening; it turned out to be an attack
on the Dowlut Khana, but the rebels were repulsed, several shot, and
others taken prisoners, who were afterwards hanged. Martial law is
proclaimed now in Oude, so they are hanging several night and morning
at the Muchee Bawun. About 7, Sir Henry came down from Cantonments with
a large escort, and was received with great cheering; four more guns
came down with him; every preparation was made, expecting an attack
that night; every man was at his gun, and the slow matches lighted in
readiness. There was no chance of sleeping down in this hot Babel, so
I and several other ladies took our bedding up on the roof and slept
there; it was a lovely moonlight night, and never shall I forget the
scene. The panorama of Lucknow, from the top of the Residency, is
splendid; and down immediately below us, in the compound, we could see
the great guns and all the military preparations; all, every instant,
expecting an attack, and firing going on in the distance. However, I
was so worn out with the previous night that I lay down and was asleep
in a second; of course I did not undress, nor had I done so the night
before.
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