Journal of the Waterloo campaign, vol. 1 (of 2) : $b kept throughout the campaign of 1815Mercer, Cavalié
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Journal of the Waterloo campaign, vol. 1 (of 2) : $b kept throughout the campaign of 1815
Mercer, Cavalié
Mercer, Cavalié, 1783-1868 -- Diaries; Waterloo, Battle of, Waterloo, Belgium, 1815 -- Personal narratives, British
_20th._--Awoke early, and at first could not imagine where I was.
The cheerful sunbeams were playing amongst the leaves and branches
overhead. The farmer’s people were moving out with their cattle to
commence their daily labours. All was peace and rural tranquillity.
The events of the last four days passed across my recollection,
and I could for a moment scarcely believe them other than a
troubled dream; but I raised myself on my elbow, and there was the
battle-field, still encumbered with the slain. Ah! there it lay,
bathed in the full blaze of sunshine. Starting up, I roused our
people, and would have immediately recommenced the march, but upon
inquiry, found that, although the farriers had worked throughout the
night, they had not yet completed the shoeing. It was ten o’clock
before they did so; and then we put ourselves in movement on the road
to Nivelles, amidst crowds of stragglers, sutlers, &c., all pushing
forward to overtake the army. It was like the highroad to some great
fair. Every one appeared light-hearted, and it was delight to leave
_that_ field behind one.
Arrived at the gate of Nivelles, we found such a throng that there
were no hopes of passing for at least some hours. I therefore drew
up my troop in a pretty meadow by the roadside, where, besides
being out of the dust, we could enjoy the cool shelter of the fine
umbrageous elms by which it was surrounded, and water and feed our
cattle. Mr Coates had preceded us and procured a fat cow, which one
of our men slaughtered and cut up; and the meat being distributed,
we were provided with the needful wherever we might bivouac. Up
to this point I had no orders, nor did I know anything of the
armies--English, Prussian, or French. We knew, to be sure, that the
latter had been defeated on the 18th, and retired, followed by the
other two; but we had no notion of the extent of the defeat, and
therefore expected to find them again in position. Here I expected
to get some information when I could get into the town; but the gate
still continued so choked with waggons that it was impossible even
for an individual to enter except in turn.
An order overtook us here to send back an officer to take charge
of the guns and carriages we had left behind, until they could be
rehorsed and forwarded to us again. Lieutenant Hincks, who rejoined
us yesterday, being far from well, and suffering much from his
contusion, I with some difficulty persuaded him to take this duty.
On the opposite side of the road was a neat house, standing in a
shrubbery, apparently deserted. Some of my men, wandering into the
yard, discovered here three privates of the Guards. I forget what
account they gave of themselves, but remember they complained of
having eaten nothing for three days. We gave them a lump of beef and
some bread, not reflecting at the time on the strange circumstance
of their being thus left behind. I have since thought they remained
here with the intention of deserting as soon as the coast was clear.
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