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
and dreary march under great disadvantage, and with a
Russian winter to contend against. We were very poorly clad,
our clothing and boots nearly worn out, working in the
trenches night and day, and our hardships were terrible to
relate. We were allowed ten kopecks daily, which is equal to
fourpence. Every article of food in Russia is very cheap,
but they imposed on us, as we did not know the language,
therefore we were nearly starved. Our first halt was at
Peracoff; here we remained a few days, and then proceeded to
Simperopol. We had a few days halt here, and were joined by
thirty Turks, taken at Balaclava. The whole of us here
received one sheepskin coat and one pair of long boots, the
only articles of clothing given to us whilst we were
prisoners until the day of our exchange, when we received an
overcoat and cap, similar to those worn by their infantry.
We marched from Simperopol with a gang of convicts for
Siberia. It was pitiful to see the way they were treated.
They were classified according to crime. Some had the whole
of their hair shaved off the front part of the head, the
remainder left long; others the right half of the head
shaved, some the left half shaved, and others the back part
of the head. All wore irons on their legs, male and female.
They were placed in two ranks at three paces apart. A long
chain was placed between them, one rank handcuffed by the
right hand to this chain, the other rank by the left. Each
of the prisoners had a certain number of lashes to receive
annually during the term of imprisonment, of which they
received a number daily before they marched. We witnessed
this punishment. Every morning the culprit was placed face
downwards on the ground, two soldiers held him or her whilst
another administered the punishment with birch rods tied
together. We often pitied them this long march, with the
irons cutting to the very bone; the blood marking the prints
in the snow. These poor creatures, we were told, scarcely
ever reach their destination. In every large town we picked
up fresh convicts, whilst others were left behind to die. I
often thanked God that I was born under the British flag.
Every day's march was very nearly alike, except when
entering large towns. Our guard sent word ahead to acquaint
the inhabitants about the time of our arrival, and we were
met at the entrance to the town by large crowds of people;
some of whom spit at us and called us English dogs. I must
say that the people who offered these insults to us were of
the poor and ignorant class. The better class treated us
with much civility, and visited us in prison after our
arrival, and obtained permission from the Governor to take
us out to dine with them.
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