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
I started frequently, fancying I heard the tramp of the mob
coming; we had the two Padres up with us and they determined to watch
by turns. Mr. P---- began; he had a double-barreled gun, pistol and
sword, and walked round and round for two hours, and then awoke Mr.
H----, but we could not help laughing, for Mr. H---- was so sleepy
he told him he did not think there was any necessity for watching
up there. I shall never forget the night; the moon and stars were
so brilliant overhead, looking so peaceful in contrast to the scene
below. I fixed up an umbrella over my head to keep off the ill effects
of the moon; every hour the sentinels were calling to one another and
answering, "All's well!" It was certainly more a scene from romance
than real life. Sir Henry slept out, like the others, between two guns.
Monday, June 1st. As soon as it was light, I rolled up my bundle
of bedding and went down to find Charlie; he was just going off to
Cantonments with Sir Henry, being made Acting Adjutant in the room of
Mr. C----, and they have all orders to remain in camp in Cantonments;
so I must not expect to see him now. The heat is fearful in tents by
day--there are two or three companies of Europeans and some guns, and
all the Native troops who remained staunch to us, encamped together;
our treasure and regimental colours are saved; the former entirely
by Mr. L----'s bravery. One is hearing now of the wonderful escapes
some of the officers had that night; the only wonder is that so many
escaped; numbers have lost their all. To continue. Mrs. F---- gave
me a cup of tea: one's thirst is fearful in this intense heat and
excitement; I contrived to send a cup down to Charlie. Poor fellow! he
has not undressed at night for more than a week; he went back in Sir
Henry's carriage, for his own horse is quite done up. Just as I was
wondering where I should find a corner to dress in, Dr. F---- gave us
notice that we might go back to his house, for he thought it safer than
the Residency, with that crowd; it was perfect paradise to get back
again, and I had a lovely bath. I could not do much throughout the day,
for I was overpowered with drowsiness; we had no alarms: at night we
hardly liked undressing, but I thought it would rest one more, so I put
on a thick dressing-gown and placed my bundle ready and fell asleep.
We were aroused by a slight alarm, but it ended in nothing. I partly
dressed, and lay down again. It was occasioned by a sick man, in his
delirium, calling out "Murder!" However, it caused a great commotion,
and every one was ordered to arm himself; it only shows what an excited
state we are all in.
Tuesday, June 2nd. The day passed quietly. In the evening Mr. C----
paid me a visit, and gave many particulars of that awful night; he is
come down on city duty.
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