Great Britain -- History, Military -- 19th century; Marshals -- Great Britain -- Biography; Wood, Evelyn, 1838-1919
We had three Subalterns who were unusually ignorant of their duty,
and who always prepared for the day of inspection by copious notes
on the wrist-bands of their shirts, on which they noted down all the
information which the General ordinarily demanded, such as the price
of button-sticks, braces, men’s socks. I heard him ask the officer who
had been so long in the Riding School, what the men had for dinner. He
looked very puzzled, and replied, “Beer, sir, beer, I suppose.” Another
Subaltern, old in years, for he had left the Army previous to, and
rejoined during the Crimean campaign, shortly afterwards, when examined
by the Colonel for the rank of Captain, on being asked the hour of
watch-setting, gravely answered, “Seven o’clock, sir.” The standard of
knowledge was not high, but these two gentlemen knew less, I think,
than the others; for they were superseded on parade, others being given
command of Troops, or Squadrons, from which they were sent away. I
first commanded a Squadron on parade, to my great pride, on the 27th
June 1857. The Commanding officer was a good-natured man, but neither
constitutionally nor physically fitted for a Light Cavalry officer.
He was heavy in body, weighing 15 stone 8 lbs., as I know from having
carried him across the Barrack square for a small bet.
The Major was a charming person, but he neither was, nor did he
pretend to be, a soldier, although later in the year he offered the
Colonel £13,000 to retire: the offer was not accepted, £14,000 being
asked. In the summer, when Lord Cardigan was coming to inspect us, we
had three parades in succession, that the Major might practise the
words of command for the “Carbine Exercises.” He was ordered to do
some Field movements before his Lordship on the Curragh of Kildare.
Calling the Regiment to attention, he gave the order, “Threes about,”
and trotted away for more than half a mile, where, by the help of
the Sergeant-Major, he “changed Front” twice, and then advanced at a
gallop. I looked at Lord Cardigan’s face, but observed no expression in
his eye as he said, “Good, Major; but you were rather too far off for
me to see much.”
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