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
gentlemen had been down to listen and heard it distinctly, so that when
the explosion came, I certainly expected to go up into the air; and
the inexpressible relief it was to hear Dr. F----, at the head of the
stairs, calling out "It is all right! The whole party are in safe, and
the Muchee Bawun blown up!" No wonder the explosion was so terrific,
there were upwards of 20,000 lbs. of powder, besides a vast quantity of
musket ammunition!
[Footnote 8: Miss Palmer had her leg taken off by a round shot in the
Residency this day, and only survived it twenty-four hours.]
Thursday, July 2nd. The attack on the Bailey Guard Gate and our
Compound was tremendous, and while we were at breakfast we were all
inexpressibly shocked and grieved to hear poor Sir Henry had been
mortally wounded; a shell from the very 8-inch howitzer the enemy had
taken from us at Chinhut, had burst in his room in the Residency, and
given him a fearful wound in his hip! He was brought over into our
verandah, and Mr. H---- administered the Sacrament to him. Sir Henry
then sent for several whom he fancied he had spoken harshly to in their
duty, and begged their forgiveness, and many shed tears to think the
good old man would so soon be taken from us. Our only earthly hope in
this crisis! Sir Henry then appointed Major B---- his successor. The
firing was fearful; the enemy must have discovered from some spies that
Sir Henry was at our house, for the attack on the gate was fearful. We
all gave ourselves up for lost, for we did not then know the cowards
they were, and we expected every moment they would be over our garden
wall; there was no escape for us, if they were once in the garden!
We asked Mr. H---- to read prayers, and I believe every one of us
prepared for the worst; the shots were now coming so thick into the
verandah where Sir Henry was lying, that several officers were wounded,
and he was obliged to be removed into the drawing-room. We gave out
an immense quantity of rag to the poor soldiers, as they passed up
and down from the roof of the house wounded. Towards evening the fire
slackened, but we were not allowed to leave the Tye Khana. At night Mr.
H---- came and read prayers again, and then we (ladies and children)
lay down on the floor without undressing.
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