Recollections of the eventful life of a soldierDonaldson, Joseph
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Recollections of the eventful life of a soldier
Donaldson, Joseph
Peninsular War, 1807-1814 -- Personal narratives
We were much annoyed by shot and shell from the heights where the
French artillery were posted, some of which falling in the squares
did great mischief, killing and wounding several of our men, and
blowing up our ammunition. We had about six miles to retreat in
this manner before we reached the body of the army, with the French
cavalry hanging on our flanks and rear, some of whom had even
the audacity to ride to our front, and having taken part of our
baggage, brought it back close past our columns: we could render no
assistance, as our own safety wholly depended on keeping ourselves
ready to form square. Here General Picton showed that coolness and
intrepidity for which he was so much distinguished; for some time
he rode at the head of our square, while a strong body of French
hung on our right, waiting a favourable opportunity to charge.
The captain who commanded us (both field officers being sick)
was throwing many a fearful glance at them, and was rather in a
state of perturbation—‘Never mind the French,’ said Picton, ‘mind
your regiment; if the fellows come here, we will give them a warm
reception.’
At length we came in sight of the rest of our army, and the main body
of the French hung back, but we were escorted into the very lines by
their advanced guard. Here, however, they met with a warm reception
from some squadrons of our cavalry, which made them retreat. We
halted in rear of Fuente Guinaldo, where an intrenched camp had been
formed, and remained here that night and next day, during which
the French, having brought forward their infantry, took post on a
hill opposite, and we expected an engagement; but Lord Wellington,
for good reasons, no doubt, deemed it more prudent to retire. When
night came, we were ordered to kindle a great number of fires, for
the purpose of making the French believe we still remained in our
encampment. Two hours after, we commenced our retreat, leaving the
fires burning brightly, and marched all night; the road we travelled
was uncommonly narrow, and various impediments in the way often
caused the rear to halt. The fatigue we had undergone the preceding
two or three days, and the almost total want of sleep during that
time, completely overcame us; the moment a halt was made, we dropped
down on the ground fast asleep, and it was by the greatest exertion
that we were able to rouse ourselves to proceed. So overpowering was
its effects, that I would have been content to be taken prisoner, or
even to suffer death, I dare say, had it been the alternative, had
I been allowed to sleep. Indeed, some of the men could not resist
its effects, and stepping aside off the road, threw themselves down,
and yielded to its influence, although certain of being taken by the
enemy, which they accordingly were. Next day we halted in a meadow,
where, having our rations served out, we proceeded on to a village,
near which our light division and cavalry had a severe skirmish with
the French, whom they repulsed.
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