The Life of a Regimental Officer During the Great War, 1793-1815Mockler-Ferryman, A. F. (Augustus Ferryman)
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The Life of a Regimental Officer During the Great War, 1793-1815
Mockler-Ferryman, A. F. (Augustus Ferryman)
Great Britain -- History -- 1789-1820; Rice, Samuel, 1775-1840
"We are going to be very gay here. An Italian Opera is shortly
to open, which is to be patronised by the Governor, and is much
approved of by the garrison. A coffee-house for English papers is
also to be established, which I think a much better thing than the
former. In fact, you do not know how grand we are going to be.
"The _Moselle_ frigate, which, as I told you, went into Toulon
with all our baggage and was captured, fell into our possession
again coming out of Calvi, but the 'Sans culottes' took care that
we should have none of our things with her. I shall come in for
some prize-money for Calvi. Two fine frigates were taken with the
town--_La Melpomonie_ and _La Mignonne_, which, it is to be hoped,
will fetch some cash."
This letter and the following one give some idea of the life of a
subaltern in a marching regiment on foreign service in 1794, and for
that reason are not without interest. They deal little with politics,
because such matters did not concern a junior lieutenant in the army
who had sufficient to occupy his time in looking after the welfare
of his men, and in performing the ordinary routine duties of his
regiment and of the garrison. And it may be taken as certain that a
subaltern in Moore's regiment did not have much idle time.
"BASTIA, _October 21, 1794_.
"Since my last, Sir Gilbert Elliott has been appointed Viceroy
of the extensive kingdom of Corsica, on account of which the
municipality gave a Ball to the officers of the garrison and
inhabitants. It was 'perfect liberty and equality,' for I believe
such a mixture of people never was seen at any assembly whatever.
The supper induced a great many of the poor Toulon emigrants, of
whom there are numbers here, to go. Without exaggerating, they
eat more voraciously and in a more unchristianlike manner than
any pack of hounds I ever saw. It was certainly the most beastly
sight I ever beheld, though at the same time the most laughable.
Some pulling fowls into pieces with their hands; others legs and
shoulders of mutton, and many pocketing. In short, it was the most
complete scramble that I ever saw, or, I believe, ever was seen.
Colonel Hely, of the 11th, gave the garrison a Ball last week,
which was done in a very genteel manner. General Stuart gives one
to-night, which, I daresay, will excel them all in brilliancy. He
is a very gentlemanlike, pleasant man.
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