The Young Dragoon: Every Day Life of a SoldierDrayson, Alfred W. (Alfred Wilks)
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The Young Dragoon: Every Day Life of a Soldier
Drayson, Alfred W. (Alfred Wilks)
Soldiers -- Juvenile fiction
The weather during the middle of the day was intensely hot while we lay
at Devna; but the nights being cold, we made fires of wood, which was
easily obtainable, as many of the inhabitants of cabins isolated from
the village, being frightened at our approach, went away with their
families, and left their stores behind them, and it was better for us to
burn them than leave them for the benefit of the enemy.
Many men were punished for appropriating this deserted property,
especially in the victualling line; but when it is considered that we
were frequently short of food, the meat being wretchedly fed, no beer or
porter could be got, and not a sight of a potato or a bit of vegetable
was seen in camp for weeks, the men could not be blamed for helping
themselves to those necessaries which the imbecility of our Government
had failed to supply them with. We could get tobacco and tea, but our
meat was frequently eaten without the essential flavour of salt.
About the middle of June a detachment of the 6th "Green Horse" and a
troop of the 13th Light Dragoons joined us at Devna. They had suffered
much from the sun during their march, and scarcely one of them had a bit
of skin left on his lips. The hot weather was, however, frequently
tempered by heavy showers of rain, and the thunder-storms were awfully
grand, and sufficient to terrify our outlying pickets on the hills, in
the dead of the night; but the men braved it out, returning to camp
drenched to the skin, and almost hungry enough to eat an iron bedstead.
In the early part of July we were joined by the Light Division
(infantry), and the remainder of the cavalry regiments, consisting of
detachments of the 8th and 11th Hussars, the 13th Light Dragoons, and
the 1st and remainder of the 5th Dragoon Guards. They gave us an awful
account of the march, the roads, or rather track, being sandy; every
vestige of the vegetation with which it was covered at the time we
marched over it from Varna was destroyed by the immense traffic of
infantry, cavalry, guns, ammunition waggons, and arabas containing
stores and baggage. It was, therefore, as cheerless and uncomfortable
as a cavalry march would be across the deserts of Arabia, and the men
suffered much inconvenience and pain from the particles of fine sand
getting into their eyes, which was so intense that they instinctively
rubbed them with their hands, which augmented their agony, and the
scorching rays of the sun completed their misery. There was, however,
plenty of pure water in the lake not far distant from the camp, and a
thorough washing alleviated their sufferings, and kept them to their
duty.
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