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
I returned on board my vessel a short time before daybreak. A fight was
inevitable, but I saw nothing around me but men lying down overcome with
fatigue, and heard no sound except the lamentations of the unfortunate
wounded, who had not yet been transported to the hospital. Being now
unable to wait any longer, I gave the signal and ordered the men to
their stations. I gave the orders and spoke a few words of comfort and
encouragement, which were not in vain, as I found my companions,
although spent with fatigue, with spirit remaining which could yet be
excited. They replied with a general cry for battle, and every man was
immediately at his post. The engagement was recommenced when it was
hardly light; but, if the advantage appeared to be on our side in the
previous affair, we now decidedly had the worst. The new cartridges had
been made of bad powder; we had used all the balls of proper size for
the calibre of the guns, and those we now had were smaller, and,
therefore, in going out, did much injury to the pieces, which had before
done such service against the enemy. The latter observed the weakness of
our fire, and being then informed of our condition by some deserters,
showed great joy, while their vessels, which were unable the day
preceding to form a line, now effected it in security. Thus the
condition and prospects of the Republicans were growing worse and worse,
while those of their enemies every moment improved. At length a retreat
became necessary, not with the vessels, for it was impossible to move
them from their positions, in consequence of their broken condition, the
want of water, and the miserable state of the crews. Nothing could be
hoped for but the saving of their lives. I therefore gave orders for
landing, in a few small boats which remained, the wounded, the arms, the
little ammunition left, and all the provisions which they were able to
take. In the meantime the fight continued; although on our part but very
feebly, but with redoubled vigor by the victorious enemy.
The matches were then prepared, and the firemen stood ready to burn the
vessels. All was ready; and, with the few men remaining with me, I got
into the boats. The enemy, on discovering our preparations for
debarking, naturally inferred our design of retreating, and put all
their infantry on the march, to attack us. I was not disposed to meet
them, with such inequality of numbers and arms, and in the condition of
the enemy's infantry. Besides, an open river was to be crossed. But the
burning of the vessels, by the Santa Barbara operation, blowing-up, was
performed in a terrible manner, and gave the enemy clear notice of our
movements.
The scene presented by the burning flotilla was very striking. The river
lay as clear as crystal; and the burning cinders fell on both its banks,
while a terrible noise of explosions was continually heard.
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