The Story of a Peninsular Veteran: Sergeant in the Forty-Third Light Infantry, during the Peninsular WarAnonymous
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The Story of a Peninsular Veteran: Sergeant in the Forty-Third Light Infantry, during the Peninsular War
Anonymous
Peninsular War, 1807-1814 -- Personal narratives, British
But to return. We soon found that our caution was
called for. On the 19th of March General Ferey, a bold
94officer, attempted to surprise us, for which purpose he collected
six hundred Grenadiers close to the bridge of San
Felices, and just as the moon rising behind him cast long
shadows from the rocks, and rendered the bottom of the
chasm dark, he silently passed the bridge, and, with incredible
speed ascending the opposite side, bayoneted the
sentries, and fell upon the piquet so fiercely that friends
and enemies went fighting into the village of Barba del
Puerco, while the first shout was still echoing in the gulf
below. So sudden was the attack, and so great the confusion,
that the British companies could not form, but each
soldier encountering the nearest enemy, fought hand to
hand; and their colonel, Sydney Beckwith, conspicuous by
his lofty stature and daring actions, a man capable of
rallying a whole army in flight, urged the contest with such
vigour, that in a quarter of an hour the French column
was borne back, and pushed over the edge of the descent.
Soon after this the whole army was distressed for money;
and Crauford, notwithstanding his prodigious activity,
being unable to procure food for the division, gave the
reins to his fiery temper, and seized some church plate,
with a view to the purchase of corn. For this impolitic
act he was immediately rebuked, and such redress granted
that no mischief ensued. The proceeding itself was not,
however, altogether useless, as it convinced the priests
that our distress was real.
Nothing could be more critical than our position. From
the Agueda to the Coa the whole country, although studded
with woods and scooped into hollows, was free for cavalry
and artillery, and there were at least six thousand horsemen
and fifty guns within an hour’s march of our position;
and yet, trusting to his own admirable arrangements, and
to the surprising discipline of his troops, Crauford still
maintained his dangerous position, thus encouraging the
garrison of Ciudad Rodrigo, and protecting the villages in
95the plain. The fall of that fortress was, however, soon
announced. A Spaniard, eluding the French posts, brought
a note from old Herrasti, the governor, claiming assistance.
It contained these words: ‘O ven luégo! luégo! á socorrer
esta plaza,’ (O come now, now, to the succour of this
place!) But the gallant old man could not be relieved.
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