Great Britain -- History, Military -- 19th century; Marshals -- Great Britain -- Biography; Wood, Evelyn, 1838-1919
Sir Hugh Rose was just leaving Sehore to relieve Ságar, the then only
remaining besieged garrison in Central India, and we were all depressed
at the peaceful aspect of Kirki, and startled to find that customs of
which we had read, but had not believed, were still common. A Senior
officer who had been some time in India, and often dined at Mess,
excused his not accepting one invitation because his dressing-boy was
ill, and he could not dine out without his assistance.
I went back to Bombay on the 7th February to buy a horse, the
Government having imported a number which were offered to officers.
Eventually I selected a short-backed, well-bred, chestnut Arab, for
which I paid £110.[54] This was certainly the cheapest horse I ever
possessed, for in the eleven months from May 1858 to April 1859 he
carried me, marching, for over 5000 miles. He was aptly named “The
Pig,” for he would take any food within reach, from milk out of a
saucer to raspberry jam. I trained him myself in the “Double ride,” and
nobody else rode him while he was in my possession. I could have sold
him for more money when I left India three years later, but that as a
favour to a friend I passed him on at £90.
I had an opportunity at Bombay of meeting my sister, then on her way
home with her husband, Colonel J. Chambers, who had had a narrow escape
at Sialkot, when the Sepoys rose, and mortally wounded his Brigadier.
My brother-in-law’s[55] health had given way; he did not return to
India, having served long enough for his pension.
During the month of February-March we got sufficient horses to mount
two Squadrons, and the Colonel acceded at the end of May to my request
to be allowed to join Sir William Gordon’s troop. I saw much of him
in the following year, and learned to admire him more daily. He was
the most finished horseman I have known in the Army, and within three
months of his joining as a Cornet from Earlston, Kirkcudbright, he won
the Subalterns’ Cup on his hunter, which he had ridden in Ayrshire.
He taught me more about horses than any other man has done, and how to
ride them with a light hand.
We heard in March there was to be a Preliminary Examination
in Hindustani, to be held at Poona in April, and officers who
satisfied the Local Board would be allowed to go to Bombay to sit
for an examination for Interpreter; this made me work with renewed
application. I found it was difficult after morning parade, at 5 a.m.,
to keep awake as the weather became warmer. I always read at a stand-up
desk, resting on an office stool, but I found that on a hot afternoon
I went to sleep, balancing my body even when no longer awake. I then
had the four legs cut down and brought into one, about two feet from
the ground, and thus the stool supported my weight only while I kept my
balance. My work was thrown back early in March by a severe attack of
low fever, with neuralgia in the face, which swelled up to an enormous
size.
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