Generals -- Great Britain -- Biography; Wauchope, Andrew Gilbert, 1846-1899
Many incidents--some amusing and some serious enough--occurred in
these daily battles with the river; but Wauchope was ever in the
thick of it if a difficulty occurred; and while as commander he was
prompt in giving his orders, he was never above giving his men a
helping hand when needed. 'It was during our toilsome ascent of the
third and fourth cataracts,' says another comrade of the expedition,
'a staff officer was detailed in charge of different districts up the
banks, whose duty {97} it was to guide and instruct the boats in
their passage up the rapids, or, as the men put it, "to worry and
irritate the troops." On one occasion Colonel Wauchope's boat was in
trouble, and the staff officer was shouting any amount of advice
gratis from the bank. Thinking apparently that enough notice was not
being taken of his instructions, he called out, "You No. 2 boat
there, do you know who I am? I am Colonel Primrose of the Guards."
This immediately drew the following answer from a wild-looking,
red-headed, and half-naked worker in the boat, "And do you know who I
am, sir? I am Colonel Wauchope of the Black Watch, so honours are
easy!"' Though otherwise kind to a fault, in the matter of
discipline he was firm as a rock in adhering strictly to orders.
Indeed at this juncture he was invaluable to the regiment, for he
acted at the same time both as president of the canteen and mess; and
as one of his brother officers informs us, 'it was only through his
continual forethought that we were able to obtain supplies for our
daily wants.' 'A favourite dinner on the Nile,' says one of his men,
'which was looked upon as a great luxury, was one pound of bacon per
man, in place of the usual tinned meat, as by dint of self-denial a
bit of it might be saved for breakfast next morning. This was served
out by the captain, and great was the consternation one day in the
drum-major's boat when the cook fell overboard with the boat's
rations in his hand. The man was secured, but the bacon went to the
crocodiles. The matter being reported to Colonel Wauchope, it was
hoped the rations might be replaced. But not having seen the
accident, he was obdurate. The ration had been issued and could not
be replaced, so the unfortunate boat's crew worked hard all that day
on biscuit and tea only. Evening came, and tea was being made when
word was passed {98} along the bank that the drum-major was wanted by
Colonel Wauchope. Hope sprang up that he had relented at the
eleventh hour; but no such luck. To his honour be it said, however,
he divided his own pound of bacon with the drum-major that night, and
it was his all, for officers and men fared alike at that time.'
Still they knew their commander, and no grumble was heard. Though he
might be strict, they all felt he had their interest at heart.
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