Brave British soldiers and the Victoria Cross: a general account of the regiments and men of the British Army, and stories of the brave deeds which won the prize "for valour"
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Brave British soldiers and the Victoria Cross: a general account of the regiments and men of the British Army, and stories of the brave deeds which won the prize "for valour"
Great Britain -- History, Military -- 19th century; Great Britain. Army -- Biography; Soldiers -- Great Britain -- Biography; Victoria Cross
The 71st, 72nd, and the 74th are also ranked as Highland regiments, and
recruit chiefly in the North; but for many years they have substituted
the trews for the kilt, and are composed chiefly of Lowland Scotch. The
same may be said of the regiments that retain the kilt; most of the men
are Lowland Scotch, natives chiefly of the large manufacturing towns. The
Highlands at present scarcely supply sufficient recruits to keep up the
strength of two regiments; whereas we find that during the first forty
years of this century the Isle of Skye, only 45 miles long and 15 broad,
gave us 21 lieutenant and major-generals, 45 lieutenant-colonels, 600
majors, captains, and subalterns, 10,000 privates, and 120 pipers. The
recruiting parties stationed in that island meet now with indifferent
success; but it is the same everywhere in the Highlands.
[Illustration: Bounty offered to the Highlanders by Jane, Duchess of
Gordon.]
Many of the men in these old Highland regiments bore the same name. We
find, for example, in one regiment of 800 men no less than 700 who have
the word Mac prefixed to their names. In another we find no less than
nine John Roses; and as for Donald Macdonalds, their name was legion. The
drill-sergeant showed his ingenuity in distinguishing the bearers of the
same cognomen by jocular allusions to their personal appearance, which
must occasionally have been not altogether gratifying to the nick-named.
In the same company there would be Donald Macdonald with the red hair,
Donald with the big feet, Donald with the long legs, Donald of Skye,
Donald of Harris, and so forth. When all other means of distinguishing
his recruits failed him, the drill-sergeant had recourse to figures,
and ranked them as Donald Macdonald No. 1, No. 2, No. 3. No wonder he
occasionally got confused amongst so many Donalds, and lost his temper.
About the close of the last century the citizens of Edinburgh found
much amusement in listening to the calling of the muster-rolls of one
of the newly-raised Highland regiments stationed there, and studying
the ingenuity of the sergeants in distinguishing the countless Macs
and Donalds in their different companies. The ludicrous effect of such
scenes was enhanced by the guttural accent and imperfect English of
the speakers, who, if we may judge by the following specimen, seem
occasionally to have had peculiar ideas of military duty:—
“Tonald Mactonald No. 5,” cried the sergeant, going over the muster-roll
of his company.
“Here!” cried a voice so shrill and abrupt that it excited a general
titter in the ranks, and the unbounded indignation of the sergeant.
“Here, ye tamm’d rogue! Is that the way she speaks to a shentleman? But
we a’ ken Tonald’s a liar, sae pit her down absent, and tak’ her to the
guard-room.”
“Tonald Mactonald No. 6,” continued the sergeant.
There was no answer. The sergeant broke forth into a sort of soliloquy—
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