Narrative of a Private Soldier in His Majesty's 92d Regiment of FootBillany, George
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Narrative of a Private Soldier in His Majesty's 92d Regiment of Foot
Billany, George
Great Britain -- History, Military -- 1789-1820; Soldiers -- Biography; Soldiers -- Religious life
in, was also wounded, and many more.--After we had fired about 12
rounds, whilst I was in the act of loading, I was struck by a musket
ball in the left side, near the pit of the stomach, close to the ribs,
and was whirled round on my heels by the force of the stroke. I was
stunned and felt great pain; and, concluding that I was wounded, I stept
into the rear and grasped the place with my hand. I found the skin was
entire; and on shaking myself, the ball dropped at my feet. I then
resumed my place in the ranks, and continued to fire until I had
expended 22 rounds; when to our great joy, a party of marines, doing
duty on shore, arrived on our right, and Dillon's regiment on our left.
At the first fire of these troops, the enemy retreated with great
precipitation. We pursued them to some distance; and Dillon's regiment
coming up with a party of them, charged, and took two pieces of
cannon.--The enemy was so closely pressed that he divided his forces,
and part of them retreated to the left, through a shallow place of the
Lake Maadie, the other part retired direct upon Alexandria. Had we had a
proper proportion of cavalry, we might have captured all the enemy's
artillery, and even have taken Alexandria itself; for we could have
reached it before that part of the enemy's force which retreated to the
left, as we were nearer it than they.
The army formed in line on the heights which the enemy had occupied in
the morning: they cannonaded us, and kept up a fire of sharp-shooters,
by which we lost a number of men. A division of the army was detached to
the left, to a height near to that of Alexandria; the reserve advanced
on the right, and another division in the centre. Our regiment was part
of the division sent to the left. The day was warm, and we suffered much
from want of water. I have seen a Spanish dollar offered for a draught,
and in many instances refused. The gunpowder which unavoidably got into
our mouths by biting the ends of our cartridges while loading, tended
greatly to augment our thirst.
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