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
[Footnote 10: These mines were prepared by us to throw down several
walls, to assist our troops in getting in.]
Tuesday, November 17th. The General and his Staff went out to meet Sir
C---- C----. I went over to Charlie, but there was not much to be seen
from his house, and there was a 24-pounder in the Dawk Office Compound,
just below his window, which, when it fired, regularly blew a blast
into the room, much to my annoyance. I returned to dinner; and when
the General came home in the evening, he said, as he passed into the
house, "Ladies, I have seen the Commander-in-Chief." The communication
was now opened with our troops; some of his staff remained talking with
us,[11] and we then heard that Col. N----, and Mr. S----, A.D.C., had
been wounded. The General had rushed across to the Commander-in-Chief,
through a heavy fire. After prayer in the evening, he called Dr. F----
aside, and said a few words to him; and when Dr. F---- came back he
said: "All ladies, and the sick and wounded, are to be out of the
garrison before to-morrow night, and can only take what they can carry
in their hands." It came upon us like a thunderbolt; one felt almost
paralysed--so helpless! How were we to go, and what could we take with
us? We were told not to name it; out of our own garrison that night, or
else I should have gone off to Charlie at once. Several of the ladies
sat up all night, stitching things of value into their petticoats,
&c.; I sat up a little while, but I got such an internal shivering and
spasms with the start it had given me, that I was obliged to go to bed,
fearing I might get one of my attacks; of course, sleep was out of the
question.
[Footnote 11: While I was talking to an officer, a bullet passed
between our faces.]
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