The Life of Robert, Lord Clive, Vol. 1 (of 3): Collected from the Family Papers Communicated by the Earl of PowisMalcolm, John
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The Life of Robert, Lord Clive, Vol. 1 (of 3): Collected from the Family Papers Communicated by the Earl of Powis
Malcolm, John
Clive, Robert Clive, Baron, 1725-1774; India -- History -- British occupation, 1765-1947
"It was the 14th of November, and the festival which commemorates the
murder of the brothers Hassan and Hassein happened to fall out at this
time. This is celebrated by the Mahommedans of Hindustan with a kind
of religious madness, some acting and others bewailing the catastrophe
of their saints with so much energy, that several die of the excesses
they commit: they are likewise persuaded that whoever falls in battle
against unbelievers, during any of the days of this ceremony, shall
instantly be translated into the higher paradise, without stopping at
any of the intermediate purgatories. To the enthusiasm of superstition
was added the more certain efficacy of inebriation; for most of the
troops, as is customary during the agitations of the festival, had
eaten plentifully of bang, a plant which either stupifies, or excites
the most desperate excesses of rage. Thus prepared, as soon as the
morning broke, the army of Rajah Sahib advanced to the attack. Besides
a multitude that came with ladders to every part of the walls that were
accessible, there appeared four principal divisions; two of these
divisions advanced to the two gates, and the other two were allotted to
the breaches.
"Captain Clive, awakened by the alarm, found his garrison at their
posts, according to the dispositions he had made. The parties who
attacked the gates drove before them several elephants, who, with
large plates of iron fixed on their foreheads, were intended to break
them down; but the elephants, wounded by the musketry, soon turned,
and trampled on those who escorted them. The ditch before the breach
to the north-west was fordable; and as many as the breach would admit
mounted it with a mad kind of intrepidity, whilst numbers came and sat
down with great composure in the fausse-braye under the tower where the
field-piece was planted, and waited there, to relieve those who were
employed in the attack: these passed the breach, and some of them even
got over the first trench before the defenders gave the fire: it fell
heavily, and every shot did execution; and a number of muskets were
loaded in readiness, which those behind delivered to the first rank as
fast as they could discharge them. The two pieces of cannon from the
top of the house fired likewise on the assailants, who in a few minutes
abandoned the attack; when another body, and then another succeeded,
who were driven off in the same manner. In the mean time bombs, with
short fusees, which had been prepared and lodged in the adjacent
rampart, were thrown into the fausse-braye, and by their explosion
drove the crowd who had seated themselves there back again over the
ditch.
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