Adventures in Holland and at Waterloo; and Expedition to Portugal — John Shaqi
Adventures in Holland and at Waterloo; and Expedition to PortugalKnight, Thomas
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Adventures in Holland and at Waterloo; and Expedition to Portugal
Knight, Thomas
Knight, Thomas; Soldiers -- Great Britain -- Biography; Waterloo, Battle of, Waterloo, Belgium, 1815 -- Personal narratives, British
family of children; the wife was making a great fuss about her husband
going out, and I said I would not mind taking his place. I did so. The
following day the general had to inspect us. He said it was not proper I
should go out, as I could not stand the fatigue; and asked who selected
me. I told him I had a notion of going out in place of private Rourke,
who had a wife and family. “Bravo!” he cried. “Well, we will try you.”
The day after, we marched to Dover, and then went on to Deal, in all
eighteen miles. This I found severe work, but did not let it appear so,
as we were about to leave England. I and five others were billetted at
Deal Castle, in the Walmer Road. In the course of the evening a mutton
pieman came into the room, calling out, “All hot! toss or buy.” We
bought and ate all his pies, shied the little dishes at one another,
made the pieman drunk, and enlisted him. His master came to fetch him
away, and we compelled him to pay a guinea smart money, which lengthened
the treat.
The next day we went to Ramsgate, and had hopes of passing a night
there; but were marched through the town, put on board ship, and not
allowed to pass the sentry without leave from the commanding officer. As
I and the rest of my comrades could not get leave, I was resolved to get
the better of them; so when night came I pulled off some off my clothes,
slipped over the side, and swam on shore. I had a good “spree” that
night among some friends I had been living with, as I thought it might
be my last in Great Britain. The next morning I went on board, and was
confined in the chain locker, which I did not mind, since I was happy
there as on the quarter-deck. We set sail the following day, and soon
came in sight of Ostend. We had to land in boats; and before the last
men were on shore, the first were quite uproarious from drinking
Hollands. The colonel, in “falling us in,” said he would work us for
that. We then marched to Ghent, and were quartered in some old
outlandish buildings for that night.
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