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
and exposed both to extreme jeopardy, I was glad to resign
the animal to its owner, and resume my musket and place
in the ranks without notice; and had no objection to perceive
that my error had been unnoticed both by foes and
friends.
The captain of the company in whose service I had
engaged myself, like many others, had not much time to
spare. When an alarm was given of the enemy’s approach,
we were preparing for dinner. Three or four officers
messed together; and on that day another or two were
118expected, by way of a small party. Culinary preparations
on a moderate scale were going on, and I had just opened
the captain’s trunk, and taken out some table-linen, when,
lo! the well-known bugle sounded to arms. Aware
that something unexpected had happened, I ran upstairs,
and on looking out at a back window I saw the enemy on
the brow of a mountain, a column of whom were rapidly
descending into the town. Coming down in haste, I
found the dinner ready; but there is many a slip between
the cup and the lip; and, reaching across the table, which
was ready garnished, I swept the whole—utensils, food,
and all—into the orifice of a large travelling-bag, and
made my way with it into the street. Confusion and disorder
are terms too weak to describe the condition of the
public thoroughfare. This time, thought I, we shall be
surely taken. The captain clamoured for his horse; I
was as urgent for a mule to carry the baggage; every
minute of delay seemed an hour. At length, by uncommon
effort, we cleared the town, and though the roads were
bad, reached a small village within the lines before midnight.
I was billeted, with several officers, in a gentleman’s
house. It was well furnished; but I regret to add,
that in a few days most of the moveables were destroyed.
The proprietor, it would appear, had a presentiment of
approaching injury; for previous to our actual entrance
on the premises, he and his family had decamped.
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