Inheritance and succession -- Fiction; Scotland -- Fiction
So after a few days, with a tent provided for her, she rode in a
baggage waggon towards Sebastopol. Cholera had begun again badly. The
fillip which the idea of campaigning and free fighting had given to
men jaded by hot weather and the discomforts of Varna was passing off.
As they neared the Russian town supplies were less easily obtainable,
and the commissariat was conspicuous by its inefficiency. The army,
meanwhile, starting on the 23rd, had found itself brought up seriously
at the next river. The enemy had established a work at the entrance
which made it impossible to use the bay, as had been hoped, for a
base. There was nothing for it but to change plans and act promptly.
And here, mercifully, was no delay, no mistakes. Forsaking the
seacoast the whole force plunged boldly into the mountains, marching
by compass, without road, without guides. Much of the way lay through
dense forest--there was no water; but, heartened up by a small brush
with a wandering division of the enemy, the men struggled on cheerful
as ever, up hill, down dale, during a long and toilsome march from
dawn till after nightfall on the 25th. But then came solace. On the
sea-coast below them--secure, unprepared--lay the town and harbour of
Balaklava, seven miles to the east of Sebastopol. They had
circumvented the enemy, they had taken him round the corner! But there
must be no cheering. Quiet as mice they lay among the barberry scrub,
waiting for the dawn of the 26th. And then there was nothing to be
done save to walk down and take possession--take possession of both
sea and land, for, punctual to the moment, her Majesty's ship
_Agamemnon_ sailed into the harbour, decks clear, guns ready for
action--a stroke of luck due to young Maxse who, arriving at the
Commander-in-Chief's with despatches the evening before, volunteered
to brave the forest again by night and tell his Admiral to come round
as sharp as he could.
So when the hospital tents and such medical stores as there were
arrived from Kalamita Beach they found the troops elated and pleased
with their new quarters. As is generally the way after a move, cholera
abated, almost disappeared, and for a time the weather was good.
Trench work began at once, yet progressed but slowly. Whether, as some
say, from lack of implements or from slackness in command, the French
had placed thirty-three siege guns before the English had finished
their fifteenth; and the doctor, coming in from a long round, would
shake his head and say that the business would be a longer one than
people thought.
And what was to be done with winter coming on--blankets wearing out, a
shortage of drugs, and the very ambulance-waggons still lying
forgotten on Kalamita Beach?
He used to watch the ships sailing in so gaily to the harbour and say
calmly, "I wonder what filth, what fraud, they bring?"
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