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
attention was attracted by some one descending the hill waving a
light backwards and forwards, and shouting at the same time; having
answered the signal, the woman soon made her appearance, with a
Portuguese soldier, whose division was encamped on the hill which she
ascended, and they now learned that those on the opposite hill were
the French. Having succeeded in raising the half-perished ‘buro,’
the Portuguese lifted the baggage on his back, and the others half
dragging, half carrying the animal, they reached the top of the hill,
but still no information could be got of the division. Considering
it of no use to proceed farther, they seated themselves by a fire,
but they had scarcely done so, when it came on a heavy shower of rain
which drenched them to the skin—there was no remedy, however, but
patience. Next morning at daylight they again took the road, but they
were now more fortunate, for falling in with some of the baggage they
had parted with the preceding night, they reached the division by the
time we had encamped.
During our campaigns in the Peninsula, it is almost incredible what
the poor women who followed us had to endure, marching often in a
state of pregnancy, and frequently bearing their children in the
open air, in some instances, on the line of march, by the roadside;
suffering at the same time, all the privation to which the army is
liable. In quarters, on the other hand, they were assailed by every
temptation which could be thrown in their way, and every scheme laid
by those who had rank and money, to rob them of that virtue which
was all they had left to congratulate themselves upon. Was it to be
wondered at, then, if many of them were led astray, particularly
when it is considered that their starving condition was often taken
advantage of by those who had it in their power to supply them, but
who were villains enough to make their chastity the price?
From this encampment we advanced to Ustaritz, where we remained
until the 9th of December, when we crossed the Nive. At the point we
passed, we met with little or no opposition, but some of the army
were warmly engaged. We then took up our quarters in Hasparin. The
day that we entered this village, one of our men cut off his right
hand, under circumstances that may be worth relating.
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