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
shouldered my piece, but the sharp-shooters directly in front of me had
disappeared. I stood a few seconds unresolved what to do; but feeling
the pain increase, and seeing the blood beginning to appear more on the
gaiter, and the officer commanding the company having come to the rear,
and observing that I was wounded, he called to me to fall out, and I was
induced to leave the ranks, but felt very reluctant to quit my comrades
before the battle was decided: not that I loved to stay in a place of
danger; but I did not like to leave them in the time of it; and had
there been firing at the time, I should have continued to fire while I
was able. As matters stood, however, I conceived it to be my duty,
seeing I was disabled from keeping my place in the ranks, to make the
best of my way, as long as I was able, to a place where I might be out
of the reach of shot, and get my wound dressed, that it might not
receive injury by delay. I got as quickly as I could to the rear,
keeping my arms, accoutrements, and knapsack which I had on when
wounded. The battle at this time was raging upon the right with terrible
fury; and the brigade of guards immediately on the right of ours, were
closely engaged. The roar of the artillery was dreadful. Daylight had
now made both parties visible to each other; but the smoke of the firing
obscured the distant view; so that, although the scene of contest was
but a short way off from me, I could neither see our own line nor that
of the enemy, all being covered with a thick cloud, through which
nothing was visible, but the dark red glare of the flashes of the
artillery. As I began to descend the height in the rear of the army, I
was in imminent danger. The position of the brigade of guards, (which
was on the right of ours,) and of the right of our own brigade, receded
considerably from the spot on which our regiment stood, owing to the
direction of the rising ground on which we were posted. In consequence
of this, and of the positions of the enemy's columns and artillery, a
large proportion of his shot, that had been fired at too high an
elevation, fell in the rear of our regiment's tents. As I did not at the
time observe this circumstance, I took the direct road from our own
rear, to the landing place on Lake Maadie, distant about two miles. I
was led by this route to cross the range of the falling shot. The musket
and grape shot was coming down in showers, and further on, the large
shot was striking and rebounding off the ground in rapid succession. I
used all possible exertion to get through this danger; and, by the
goodness of God, received no further hurt; while others, who, like
myself, were wounded and retiring to the rear, did not escape. The
exertion I had made, with the blood I was losing, which marked my steps
in the sand, began to exhaust me; but I had the happiness of having my
canteen full of water at the commencement of my retreat, which refreshed
me.
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