Memoirs of the Extraordinary Military Career of John Shipp: Late a Lieut. in His Majesty's 87th RegimentShipp, John
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Memoirs of the Extraordinary Military Career of John Shipp: Late a Lieut. in His Majesty's 87th Regiment
Shipp, John
India -- History -- British occupation, 1765-1947 -- Biography; Shipp, John, 1784-1834
We now came to a wider river with a rocky bed, and, a little higher up,
was the strong post before alluded to. We could see the ends of the
houses standing some thirty yards from the river, whose banks, at this
place, were high and abrupt. We therefore crossed a little lower down,
when the 87th light company was pushed on at a good round trot. Here was
a square building, something like what I have before described at
Summarabassah, but on a much larger and stronger scale. This we
surrounded and entered. About fifty men were in this place; but, on
seeing us enter, they ran out at an opposite door, but were met by the
European soldiers. Many of them escaped; the others, some of whom showed
fight, were killed. The house was empty, except that some unshelled
rice and saltpetre were strewn about it. On looking round, we discovered
another building of a similar nature, about three hundred yards further
in the wood, to which there was a narrow path. Into this we struck, and
expected every moment to be saluted with the contents of a cannister of
grape, or with a volley of musketry; for the building commanded this
road or pathway from two or three hundred loop-holes. In this building,
or, rather, near the door of it, lay a man dead, dreadfully mutilated.
We pushed in, and the few soldiers that occupied the house ran out into
the wood, which was close to this building, and thus escaped, with the
exception of about five or six, who were shot by some good marksmen.
This house was also empty, save that some little grain was scattered
about here and there. They did not, I should suppose, expect us to dinner,
although their cooking utensils, well filled, were boiling on the fire.
These we broke for fear of poison, a crime they were fully capable of.
On looking at the poor mutilated man, he was discovered to be one of our
spies, respecting whom our kind-hearted quarter-master-general had
expressed the most anxious solicitude. My expressions, in describing
these savages, may have been thought to have been too severe and
exaggerated, when I accused them of being barbarous and cruel; but the
reader shall now judge for himself whether or not this accusation was
unfounded.
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