A Soldier's Experience; or, A Voice from the Ranks: Showing the Cost of War in Blood and Treasure. A Personal Narrative of the Crimean Campaign, from the Standpoint of the Ranks; the Indian Mutiny, and Some of its Atrocities; the Afghan Campaigns of 1863Gowing, T. (Timothy)
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A Soldier's Experience; or, A Voice from the Ranks: Showing the Cost of War in Blood and Treasure. A Personal Narrative of the Crimean Campaign, from the Standpoint of the Ranks; the Indian Mutiny, and Some of its Atrocities; the Afghan Campaigns of 1863
Gowing, T. (Timothy)
Crimean War, 1853-1856 -- Personal narratives
side of Sebastopol on bridges of boats, the enemy suffered
dreadfully. Our heavy siege guns mowed them down wholesale.
How we escaped was a miracle. Our officer spoke to some of
the Russian officers about our wounded, and one in
particular he wished a doctor to see at once, viz., the
Guardsman. Our officer's request was quickly attended to; a
doctor dressed the poor fellow's wound, passing a long piece
of lint through the wound right through his body, causing
the blood to flow outwards, not inwards. After the doctor
had finished dressing the poor fellow, he said to our
officer in French, "I thought the Russians were soldiers,
but I never witnessed anything like this in the Russian
army; I really believe an Englishman would bear to be cut to
pieces and show no symptoms of pain." This poor fellow
during the operation did not show the slightest symptom of
pain.
Our wounded were sent into hospital in Sebastopol; not one
of them left there alive, at least we never heard of them
again. The whole of the night after the battle the handful
of prisoners (thirty) were marched through their camp from
regiment to regiment, and from one division to another, to
exhibit to their troops what a great capture they had made.
We had a little kindness showed us by these heathen
Muscovites; they brought us some of their vodkie, but
nothing to eat, which we wanted most. We had had nothing to
eat up to the present. Next day we were placed in Fort Paul,
and kept there three days. It was not till the third day,
the 8th, that we received anything to eat. On the second day
the two Grand Dukes visited us, and questioned us respecting
our army, trying to pump all they could out of us. But the
sucker was dry. An old General said, "You think to deceive
us, but we can tell even to the conversation that takes
place in your tents." When they had done questioning us, the
two Grand Dukes Constantine and St. Michael addressed us as
follows, "We must admit that England is possessed of the
finest infantry in Europe, but we do not care for your
cavalry or artillery;" and informed us that we should next
day commence our march to the place appointed for us while
we were their prisoners, which place was about 1500 miles
from Sebastopol; that we should find the people of the
country very hospitable; also that we were classified,--the
English first-class prisoners, French second, Turks third;
and would receive allowance for support accordingly. Before
they left us we reported that we had had nothing to eat
since taken. They said that we should have something at
once, and gave instructions accordingly, but, nevertheless,
we did not receive any till next day. We commenced this long
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