Boys of the Light Brigade: A Story of Spain and the Peninsular WarStrang, Herbert
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Boys of the Light Brigade: A Story of Spain and the Peninsular War
Strang, Herbert
Peninsular War, 1807-1814 -- Juvenile fiction
There was a breathing-space, during which the men rested, awaiting
reinforcements, and rejoiced that the French were contenting themselves
with their work from the houses, and made no further attempt at present
to storm the barricade. Jack took stock of the situation. The house on
the right could not be taken by assault; it was occupied in too great
force by skilled marksmen. To ram the door by a direct blow was
impossible, as experience had proved; the fire from the houses was so
deadly that no bearers could live through it. While Jack was pondering,
the little band had been reinforced by other citizens, and Tio Jorge was
on the point of ordering another attack. But he had uttered only a few
words of vehement encouragement when Jack interposed.
"Give me ten men, and I think in a few minutes we could drive the French
from yonder house without great loss."
Tio Jorge looked doubtingly at Jack’s eager face. They were crouching
behind the barricade, and there was a temporary lull in the firing.
"How will you do that?" asked the Spaniard.
"Attack them from above."
"Impossible! impossible! If you got to the roofs you could not get into
the houses, for the trap-doors are all towards the street. You would be
seen from the houses on the opposite side, and shot down at once."
"Still, I think it is possible. I have a plan."
"Well, then, go, Señor, in the name of Our Lady of the Pillar, and I
will remain here and fire on the French to cover your movements."
Accompanied by ten men hastily selected by Tio Jorge, Jack made his way
to the rear, and came to a house which had not yet fallen into the hands
of the French. Gaining admittance, he led his men upstairs to the attic
floor, clambered out by the trap-door, and, before the enemy had caught
sight of him, succeeded in crawling over the sloping roof to the
opposite side. Two or three men had followed him safely. Then the move
was seen, and bullets began to patter on the roof, so that the other men
had to follow Jack at great risk. All but one managed to crawl over and
join him without hurt, and the nine stood with him on the farther side
of the roof, sheltered by the low parapet from any shots that might come
from that direction.
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