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
November 10.--We, next morning, continued to move to our own right until
we came to a village called Cambo, on the outside of which the enemy had
batteries planted, and strong works. We kept up a severe fire for some
time, but could not storm their works on account of the depth of the
entrenchments. They found out that the Spanish troops, under Morillo,
were fording the river on their right. We retired back into camp, and
lay there two days: the weather was so bad we could not move out.
On the afternoon they blew up the bridge over the Nive, and retired out
of the town. We then marched into it and were cantoned, and lay there
for a considerable time, the French on one side and we on the other; our
sentinel and their’s, on the bridge, not five yards asunder. The night
before we crossed, the French came down to the banks of the river, with
their music, and gave us a tune or two. We thought to change their tune
before next night. We were then to be all under arms at a minute’s
notice. About nine o’clock, the whole of our in-lying picquets were
called to cover a party of sappers and miners, in raising a battery to
cover our fording ground; and the sentinel on the broken bridge received
orders to shoot the French sentinel, on the first gun for alarm being
fired. Both were walking from one parapet to another,--the Frenchman
unconscious of any unusual danger,--the English sentinel listening, and
often looking to the victim; his heart revolting from the deed he dared
not disobey. The match touched the signal gun; next moment the French
sentinel fell into the river, pierced by a ball. As soon as the sappers
and miners had constructed the battery, we moved back into the town, and
remained until an hour before day. We were drawn up on our fording
ground;--orders were given that not a man should speak above his breath.
The whole being prepared,--the word was given to pass the river when
three guns were fired on our left. Our right wing was sent out to cover
the fording. The left forded the river; but we had not reached the
opposite bank, when we received a volley from the enemy’s picquets. We
gave three cheers,--splashed through the water; they retired, and we
pursued them. The regiment formed upon the top of the height, sending
out two companies to follow the enemy close; but they never came up with
them.
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