The private journal of Judge-Advocate Larpent : $b attached to the head-quarters of Lord Wellington during the Peninsular War, from 1812 to its closeLarpent, F. Seymour (Francis Seymour)
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The private journal of Judge-Advocate Larpent : $b attached to the head-quarters of Lord Wellington during the Peninsular War, from 1812 to its close
Larpent, F. Seymour (Francis Seymour)
Larpent, F. Seymour (Francis Seymour), 1776-1845; Peninsular War, 1807-1814 -- Personal narratives, British; Wellington, Arthur Wellesley, Duke of, 1769-1852
We halt here at Lezaca to-day; the Commissariat baggage is ordered a
league and a half in the rear in case of an attack. I believe when
reinforcements arrive we shall make one. I was sorry to leave St.
Sebastian, for an attack was to be made that morning. We heard and
saw a violent firing throughout all our route, and I last night heard
that the convent had been taken by our men, and some ruins below, &c.,
and that the new battery had been opened. The French stood firm when
the Portuguese advanced, who behaved very well, but when the English
regiment which had been ordered up to assist was seen advancing, the
sight of the red coats made the French soldiers run, and the French
officers were seen in vain beating and pelting them to make them stand.
The causeway (as I had seen) below was cut by the French in two places.
This stopped our men for a time, and the French attempted to return,
but did not succeed; thus matters stood last night. Some of the first
division returned from Oyarzun yesterday to help, and we met them on
the road. The French surprised about one hundred of the Spaniards in
this place a few days since. The noble inhabitants of Saragossa have
contrived to open one of their gates, when the French were in the town,
and to let in Mina and his men. The Spaniards now have the town. I
believe the French still stick to a fortified part, and have destroyed
the bridge; this comes from the English Captain who is with Mina, and
employed in procuring intelligence. A flag of truce was sent in to
the French, carried by Colonel Gordon, this morning—“_Pourquoi?_” “_Je
ne’en sais rien._” Lezaca is rather a good village, and has a running
stream in it, which might be more used. It was plundered by the French,
and now contains nothing, no bread even, only some straw; and we have
now been seven days without corn for the poor horses; even grass is
here very scarce: we want the course of the Bidassoa to keep up our
communications with Irun, &c. The French now interrupt this—the river
runs in part through France.
Soult, the great Soult, the Marshal, is said to have arrived, and taken
the command against the allies: so say the country people, &c. To-day
it is very hot. A report is circulated that the French have attacked
us. So adieu for the present.
_July 19th, Lezaca._—No fresh news. I am going to ride up a hill, a
league off, to the seventh division camp, from whence Bayonne and much
of France is visible.
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