Journal of a Soldier of the Seventy-First, or Glasgow Regiment, Highland Light Infantry, from 1806-1815Anonymous
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Journal of a Soldier of the Seventy-First, or Glasgow Regiment, Highland Light Infantry, from 1806-1815
Anonymous
Peninsular War, 1807-1814 -- Personal narratives, British
up in column, and lay down on the bare ground until next morning. The
French moved about two miles, and then turned off on their left towards
Pamplona, thinking there was nothing to stop them. We remained here
until morning: day was scarce broke when we heard three guns fired
towards our right. All were under arms in a moment, and we stood in this
situation a considerable time. The noise of artillery and musketry was
incessant on our right, but towards the afternoon the firing ceased, and
the French were forced from the heights opposite Pamplona. After Lord
Wellington had defeated them, they retreated by our right. We got orders
to occupy a height in the wood. Two companies were sent at extended
order down the wood, where we were not long before the enemy began to
appear; and the firing commenced with their skirmishers. After doing
our utmost for some time, we were forced to retire to the top of the
height; and, when we arrived upon it, they were so numerous, it was vain
to contend. We gave them two or three volleys, and retired through a
small village, they following close in the rear. Then we drew up along
the side of a strong rock, close by the main road, determined to defend
it to the last. Lord Wellington sent a division to our assistance. The
enemy seeing them approach, drew up and continued to annoy us for some
time; then fell back upon the village and encamped. There were some fine
fields of grain here, which they set fire to. We lay down fatigued and
weary, having been constantly engaged almost the whole afternoon. Next
morning, the 5th of August, the enemy began to retire, we following
close at their heels through the Black Forest. They retired back into
France. We halted upon our old camp ground for the space of half an
hour, and then returned to our old quarters at Maya. We were very
melancholy, the whole bringing to our minds the time when we last left
it, and our wounded and dying comrades. After encamping on a height on
the other side for two or three days, we were marched round to the
heights of Roncesvalles, where we encamped, relieving a brigade of the
7th division. We lay here for a considerable time, working like galley
slaves, from morning till evening, in building batteries and
blockhouses. All the time I had been a soldier, my labour could not
stand in the least comparison with my fatigues at this time. Orders were
given that the heights should be kept by the 3d and 4th division, week
about, (_alternately_.) We retired, moving down, and encamped on the
other side of the village. A short time afterwards, we got orders for
duty on the heights on the opposite side,--of which we were glad,
thinking that the work would not be so severe. But we were disagreeably
undeceived. Our labour was incessant; every day we were either on guard
or on fatigue. All the time we remained here, we were not a night in bed
out of two: besides, the weather was dreadful; we had always either snow
or hail, the hail often as large as nuts.
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