The Romance of War; or, The Highlanders in Spain, Volume 1 (of 3)Grant, James
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The Romance of War; or, The Highlanders in Spain, Volume 1 (of 3)
Grant, James
Great Britain. Army. Gordon Highlanders -- Fiction; Peninsular War, 1807-1814 -- Fiction
"I would rather hear it at the halt, major, if it be all the same to
you," said Ronald, interrupting the prosy field-officer without
ceremony. "Well, and this vidette? His shot—"
"Caused a devil of a commotion among my motley command. The ladies
shrieked and galloped off, the children cried in concert, the donkeys
and mules kicked and plunged, the drivers lashed, and swore, and prayed,
while the guard began to fire. I knew not what to do, when up came the
9th and Germans, sword in hand, sweeping on like wildfire; and entering
the city, after a little fighting and a great deal of shouting and
swearing, captured a hundred and fifty French lancers, all in their
shirts. Their quarter-guard alone escaped by swimming the Guadiana; but
their _chef d’escadre_, a French colonel, the Baron Clappourknuis, was
taken in his saddle. You will see him when Sir Rowland comes up. But I
must ride hard now, and regain my straggling command, which has left me
far in the rear. Adieu, lads, adieu!" and away he went at a hand-gallop.
In a short time, the long line of dust which appeared in sight announced
the approach of the division; and the bright steel points of
standard-poles, of pikes[*] and bayonets, glanced "momentarily to the
sun" as they advanced across the level plain. About a quarter of a mile
off, moving forward on the right and left, appeared two dark masses of
armed horse—Colonel Campbell’s brigade of Portuguese cavalry, covering
the flanks of the infantry. Eagerly did Stuart watch the dark forest of
waving feathers which distinguished his own regiment, while he awaited
their arrival standing apart from Louis Lisle, who eyed him with an
expression of anger and disquiet. Since the departure of Campbell,
neither had addressed a word to the other, and both felt how exceedingly
irksome and disagreeable was this assumed indifference, this appearance
of hauteur and coldness.
[*] Carried by Serjeants at that time, instead of the fusee and bayonet
now in use.
END OF VOL. I.
LONDON:
Maurice and Co., Howford buildings, Fenchurch-street.
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