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
Thus fell the brave and noble Lloyd, in the vigour of manhood and the
height of his fame, for his worth and services were well known, and
duly appreciated by Lord Wellington. Though young, his extraordinary
abilities had caused him to rise rapidly in the service, and had
attracted the admiration of the army in which he served; while his
humanity and wise system of discipline endeared him to those he
commanded. Humble though thy grave be, gallant Lloyd, and though no
sculptured marble rises o’er thy tomb, thine is a nobler meed: thy
virtues are engraven on many a heart, which nothing but the rude
hand of death can e’er efface; and though no pageantry followed thy
remains to the grave, honest heart-felt tears were shed upon it.
I never witnessed sorrow so general as that produced by the
intelligence of his death; our hearts were full—we felt as if we had
lost a father—all his good qualities were recapitulated, and tears
were shed in abundance during the recital.
Had any of those overbearing officers who carry all with a high hand
and by dint of severity, witnessed the feeling displayed that night
among the men of our regiment, they would have forsworn tyranny for
ever. One individual only exulted in his death, and that was the
captain of yellow and black badge celebrity, whom I have already had
occasion to mention; he considered that Colonel Lloyd’s promotion
into our regiment had hindered his own, and as the goodness which
some men cannot imitate causes their hate, so it was with him. When
he received intelligence of Colonel Lloyd’s death, snapping his
fingers in a manner peculiar to himself, he exclaimed, ‘They have
been licking the butter off my bread for some time, but I think I
have them now.’
This unfeeling expression becoming known in the regiment, caused him
more detestation even than his former cruelty.
The enemy retired from the position on their right that night, and
quitting also their position and works in front of St Jean de Luz,
retired upon Bidart, destroying the bridges on the lower Nivelle.
In the course of the preceding day we had taken fifty-one piece
of cannon, six ammunition tumbrils, and one thousand four hundred
prisoners.
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