The Life of General Garibaldi: Translated from his private papers; with the history of his splendid exploits in Rome, Lombardy, Sicily and Naples, to the present time. — John Shaqi
The Life of General Garibaldi: Translated from his private papers; with the history of his splendid exploits in Rome, Lombardy, Sicily and Naples, to the present time.Garibaldi, Giuseppe
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The Life of General Garibaldi: Translated from his private papers; with the history of his splendid exploits in Rome, Lombardy, Sicily and Naples, to the present time.
Garibaldi, Giuseppe
Garibaldi, Giuseppe, 1807-1882
That day I had much to do; for, if the men were not very numerous, there
were many embarrassments, and many horses to be taken care of. And
besides, the outlet of the Lagoon was narrow at the entrance, the
current was strong, and when this was not found, the shores were not
distant. I had to labor, therefore, from morning until near noon, to get
the division over, and then stood near the bar to observe the enemy's
vessels, which were advancing in combination with the land forces with a
great number of troops on board. Before ascending the mountain, I had
already sent information to the General that the enemy were preparing to
force the passage of the bar, having been able to discover the enemy's
vessels while I was effecting the transport. Having reached the other
side, I satisfied myself of the fact. The enemy had twenty-two vessels,
all adapted to the entrance. I then repeated the message; but either the
General was doubtful, or his men wanted to eat or to rest. The fact was,
that not a man arrived in time to assist in operating at the point where
our infantry had been posted, and where we might have made great havoc
with the enemy. Resistance was made by the battery situated on the
eastern point, commanded by the brave Captain Capotto; but, in
consequence of the want of practice on the part of the cannoniers, very
little damage was done. The same result was experienced by the three
vessels under my command, the crews of which were very small, many of
the men that day being on land; and thus some would rest, and others
would not expose themselves to the tremendous battle which was
preparing. I was at my post in the Rio Pardo; and my wife, the
incomparable Anita, fired the first shot, putting the match to the gun
with her own hand, and animating with her voice the timid and the
hesitating.
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